<?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-20172802</id><updated>2011-07-15T14:22:05.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>basic love.&lt;3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-6818217868235276691</id><published>2007-07-27T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T05:31:43.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aisyah's currently in a bad state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Year Exams are nearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I have decided to stop blogging and chatting till it's over and I'm happy with my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISYAH!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHILL OUTZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-6818217868235276691?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/6818217868235276691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=6818217868235276691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/6818217868235276691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/6818217868235276691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/07/aisyahs-currently-in-bad-state.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-6105394339742519759</id><published>2007-07-20T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T03:33:27.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALIFFAZIZ&amp;AISYAHYUSOFF.&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to my amazing singer, Aliff Aziz. Just listening to your voice cheers me up from my current emotional breakdown due to the results of the Drama Of History competition. Whatever it is, if he can cheer me up. I'm sure he can do the same to you guys.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart you Aliff Aziz.&lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aZ2bfXxMKRI" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/scW2h_3TeK0" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i7TsACQsqrY" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OwVgc6KNwBo" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GJ8fYWHaCbc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ByUEx5Ups4k" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C0iX-jUNYIc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/33GAayvlivE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KH0NFmNHJqE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JQ3WhvPmlfo" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CVMT_a1yYW4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bmWYEi6_zvo" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6BoK3DRrA04" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vGH9gZbjCuA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zT8FGtNcXm4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Spot out for him.((((: and his voice is so soothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-6105394339742519759?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/6105394339742519759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=6105394339742519759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/6105394339742519759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/6105394339742519759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/07/aliffaziz-congrats-to-my-amazing-singer.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-7553047556803767125</id><published>2007-07-13T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T08:15:03.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY CURRENT FAVOURITE SONG.&lt;333.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/9Krd8pwagO/aus=" width="300" height="80" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sleeq-Masanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;korus :&lt;br /&gt;Kini tiba masanya&lt;br /&gt;Kami berdua merubah sejarah&lt;br /&gt;masanya, kami berdua berbintang cerah&lt;br /&gt;masanya, kami anak muda menempah nama&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya, aku dan dia kan teruskan rencana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiba masanya tuk kami bersuara&lt;br /&gt;rupa dan irama kami berbeda&lt;br /&gt;sudah lama ku tunggu, segala yang ku lalu&lt;br /&gt;semua yang ku impikan terjadi padaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudah berada di carta ria&lt;br /&gt;pilihlah aku yang sudah tu sudah&lt;br /&gt;remix ingatkan remix&lt;br /&gt;di mana kali pertama kamu menemui sleeq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kini sleeq hadir di sini&lt;br /&gt;lamakah kamu menanti&lt;br /&gt;menantilah bila segala rintangan yang kami lalui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ulang korus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secara langsung tidak terfikir sleeq hadir&lt;br /&gt;(terkejut ya)&lt;br /&gt;kerna yang mungkin ditakdir&lt;br /&gt;(ku rasa ditakdir)&lt;br /&gt;sudah tentu ini takdir&lt;br /&gt;inilah perjalanan yang telah kami ambil&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya(akhirnya) penuh dengan karisma&lt;br /&gt;yang dapat kami tunjuk pada seluruh Asia&lt;br /&gt;pengalaman ini tidak dapat dikatakan&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya rencana kami dapat dimulakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kira bermakna jua hiburan sensasi sepanjang masa&lt;br /&gt;kamu, kau bernyanyi bersama kami, begini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanadidadadadada&lt;br /&gt;dadadididadadada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menarilah, ikut sama&lt;br /&gt;dan nyayikan melodi seterusnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kini tiba masanya, kami berdua merubah sejarah&lt;br /&gt;masanya, kami berdua brbintang cerah&lt;br /&gt;masanya,&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di saat begini(begini)&lt;br /&gt;aku gementar memikirkan&lt;br /&gt;apakah terjadi kepada kami&lt;br /&gt;seterusnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ulang korus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-7553047556803767125?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/7553047556803767125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=7553047556803767125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/7553047556803767125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/7553047556803767125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-current-favourite-song.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-1934827160418268781</id><published>2007-07-13T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T07:34:52.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHECK THIS OUT PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DRAMA OF HISTORY COMPETITORS OF TKGS LOWER SECONDARY CATEGORY..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOT INTO THE FREAKING FINALS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHHAHA! I am so darn happpyyyy lah.(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, for some of you it might have been like old news and stuffs but it's really nice to listen to it over and over agaiiiinnnn.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Chua was so anti-climax lah. I shall tell you exactly what she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alright girls. The judges would like to thank you for your effort in putting up the play,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my heart I was like: Oh noooooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean like, when someone says that, it kinda seems like bad news. Like we got COP of something liddat. It was so heartbreaking lah. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And UNFORTUNATELY,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stress on the UNFORTUNATELY. She totally made us so upset about the results.. BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We will have to work hard cause BOTH TEAMS ARE IN THE FINALS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*silence*&lt;br /&gt;Everyone kinda took like 5 seconds to digest what Mrs Chua just said and all of us bursted in screams and hugs and whatever nots!((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 DRAMA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ermm. Yeah. That was on Weds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had D&amp;T test which I think I almost rushed through the plan and stuffs. Bleagh. I hope I'll  get good marks. Hais. Poor Sharifah and Kim. But I hope mr teo will be linient enough to them to give them credit for actually doing it.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has Science CA. Which I studies so hard for but like almost most of the things that Mr Ho made us memorise didn't come out. Well, most of it didn't come out so whatthehell. I hope I'll get good grades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened on Weds. Went out with Kim, Rawr and Suhai to Pasir Ris. Walking around aimlessly looking for a paper bag. LOL. *hinthint* Okeh. Hm, met Addina's sister I think and then we kinda talked. Haha. Super weird. Cause I didn't think she'd even remember me. Lolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I miss you.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursdayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened on Thursday. Me and my girls were as crazy as ever. OHOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had BAHAS! And the most SHOCKING THING IS, that I am one of the speakers. I suck at malay lah please. So like whatever. Haha. But I hope our kumpulan wins.(: Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSP was abnormally fun maybe cause I missed eating lunch with Ayu, Aisha' and Nurul.(((: Love them loadssss. YEPYEP! Went home with Ayu and Nurul. Oh and in the bus, met Naiquddin, I think that's how his name is spelt. Asaad's friend. And it was so freakingly annoying when they kept calling my name. AYU WAS SO EVIL LAH. She was like ssmiling away. TAK BAIK KAN!?! RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah they were like. "Aisyah! Aisyah! AiiiiiiSYAH!" So annoying. Bleah. hoho. the ironic thing is, me and Ayu thought that they were malay ah. Cause they were like talking in Malay and stuffs. but it turned out that they were Indians! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thennnn. Ayu and Nurul waited with me for the BALLOTA BUS! They are my bestest best friends evah!&lt;333.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and slept and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Literature poem reading.WHICH WAS SO UBER DUPERLY SCARY! But I got through it. THANK GOODNESS! Haha. After that, school ended and we: NAD,AMEERA, KIM, RAWR AND ME!, headed off to PARKWAY! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at KFC and yeah. Talked and gossiped as usualll. Suhai came to join us and we walked around PP. Free time was up so yeah, we headed back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN the bus, okay, I was just erm, haha FASCINATED by the presence of the wheelchair thingy bell. I didnt see the sign,&lt;br /&gt;" FOR WHEELCHAIRED PASSANGERS ONLY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think. Lol. so many orange conversations are blinking right now. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so yeah. I asked Ameera to press it. then the ring was so weird that i got scared.( more not needed details in rawiah's blog i think. LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so when we arrived back at OUR STUDIO, Ms Leigh and some super-hotness guy was standing beside her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH! I could've just melted there and THEN! Hahaa. Hes so hawt. And his name is Chris.((((((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HAWT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, blue eyes, nice voice, tanned bodyyy, blonde hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMGZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY TOTAL PRINCE CHARMING.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But haha, I alreaydy have oneee.(: Whom I love just the way he isss.&lt;333.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we started our Musical workshop! SO FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking forward to the next session.(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang Sunrise, Sunset and Another Opening, Another Show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO NICE LAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhaa. okaye came backkkkkkk, mum fetched me and yeah. that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's DRAMASYF tmrrrr. Haha so happy. and I think im gonnna train my 2.4km in school tomorrow ah. k then. toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to RAWR: I UPDATED! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-1934827160418268781?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/1934827160418268781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=1934827160418268781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/1934827160418268781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/1934827160418268781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/07/check-this-out-people.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-5045088254238683270</id><published>2007-07-10T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T06:28:07.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. okay i have to admit that, my blog is currently in a half-dead situation. The only reason why I'm like updating today is cause I've been reading other people's blogs and lol. THEY HAVE UPDATED! haaha.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Just summary on last and this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of last week were..&lt;br /&gt;YOUTH DAY!&lt;br /&gt;did lit with my peeps and THEY ARE WONDERFUL group members i tell you. LOVE YOU ALL! hahaha. we practised and stuffs. and yeah, i think we totally rocked for our presentation.(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art animation test,Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR. me no likey. I have a feeling im gonna like flunk it. Haha. I didnt even study a single thing lah.)): So sad. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th JULY 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 13 MONTHS ANNIVERSARY SAYANGGGG.&lt;333. Hahaa. i still have your gift with meee. rawr. i cant believe i didnt bring it along lahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRAMA IN HISTORY AUDITIONS!&lt;br /&gt;I think we did an awesome job. GOOD JOB guys! i really really hope we'll get innnn. TOMORROWS THE RESULTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at the hospital with my mum.(: my darling boyfriend accompanied me theerreeee.((; love you loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum came back on saturdayyyyyyyyyyy.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY was WRITING LETTER TO MY BELOVED MADRASAH BESTIE SARAH!((((: missing you greatly babe. so much. COME BACK TO SPORE YOU AUSSIE! Haha.(((: first day of madrasah after break. Fatin didnt come but had fun with Aida. lol.((: we changd our classroom to into the masjid. WHICH WAS SO HOT lah.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterdayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF crew members had to leave school! hahha. skip school rather. for like the first half of school.((: I know, DRAMA TOTALLY RAWKS RIGHT? after thattttt. we had lessons. as usual. lol.((: me and my friends are always making stupid and lame jokes. especially in the busss. haha. love them.((: dory didnt come cause she had sore eyes. poor girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I FINALLY ACTUALLY TOUCHED A REAL GUITAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome.&lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;in the morningggg, i came with a heavy bagggggggggg. BUT I ATE BREAKFAST! ahhahaa. lol. but. haha. i didnt complete my 2.4): rawr. i got stiches on both sides since the first round. i was slowing down each round.): so sadddd. anyways, dory and suhai are coming over on saturday morning to train!(: yayyyeee. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after pe was math. studied statistics. quite fun lah.((: enjoyed it. haha. MATH WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after math was malay. had CA. I think i wrote crapp for the hukuman rotan thingy but whattheheck. tomorrows the bahas and i dont even have my script. lol. im so dead. heh. but nabilah never say anything whatttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess was okay luh.ate briyani rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to class for history. which was kinda boring but yeah okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presented my project to the class during legacy anddddd yeah i think we got rather good feedback from mrs chua.((: GOOD JOB GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was science. did some mirror thingy. lol. i actually took a glass panel and like not a mirror. but ITS OKAY, i admit it rawr, i am a DENG. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, after sch, had a syf rehearsal and went off to macs to meet ami, rawr, and raj. hahaha. nothing much really. just studied. so then we moved from macs parkway to tampines KFC which was so freaking hot.:/ RAWR! so we went to the playgrounddd. MET THIS TWO ABSOLUTELY CUTE TWINS! AKIF and AKID i think.(((: I shall post the picture soonn. ahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, today and last week, and the start of this week has been awesome.(: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrs science and dnt drawing test.): i hope ill get good grades.&lt;br /&gt;k then, shall update when i feel like updating!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-5045088254238683270?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/5045088254238683270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=5045088254238683270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/5045088254238683270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/5045088254238683270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/07/heyya.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-6234650252907000307</id><published>2007-06-28T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T07:41:42.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyyaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been such a long time since I updated like my everyday life? But I guess the first week of school has been hectic for me. Finishing up projects, memorising lines and poems and being very occupied with personal problems. But at long last! Haha, I shall blog about today. I shall do the JUNE HOLIDAYS thingy some other day. Cause I think this is just gonna be a short summary of what happened todayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up EARLY TODAY! And I wasn't late for car pool, which I am, most of the time. But I wasn't today! So I am sooooo PROUD of myself.((: Haha. Mum made me breakfast! Cause I've been having horrid headaches ever since the start of school. She says it's cause I always miss breakfast.)): Anyway, I sat in the car and Danica's dad has been listening to GOLD fm. Which is so lamma lah. They've been talking about the BEST SOYABEAN DRINK in Singapore that kinda thing. And they'll annouce the gold car decal thingy every morning. The theme song is now like stuck in my head," And those cars never stop coming... Ooohh oo oohhh. " Whoever listens to gold fm in the morning, you should know. I miss 98.7! LOL. I miss listening to PING AND PONG! My dumbest bestfriends in the whole wide world.(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school early, cause I WAS EARLY! Talked to Danica about ermmm, Drama and she's really really nice when she's sane.((: Hhaha. Yepps. Really sweet and caring. haha. Thanks for caring darhling! HAHA. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked up to class, feeling rather good but unhappy. Mixture of feelings? Yeah, I guess so. So I walked in and put down my bag and put my head on the table. And then Kim came up to me and said," Why is everyone doing the same thing?" So I looked up and I saw Dee, Dordor and Rawr lying their heads down on the table. A good start to a Thursday morning!(: Haha. I laughed. Thanks Kim.((: I hugged her at the tummy, always my fave spot, and let her sit down beside me. Soon after, Suhai came up to class and took Kim's place cause I think she went back to her seat or something. Lol. Yeah. Poor Suhai. I hope you and Syah will be fine. Update me soon yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yana came after that, with her tennis stuffs. Lol. She cut her hair! So did Su.(: They look so ahdorable.((: Haha. Another UP for today! Ami came next and she sat on Dee's table. I'm glad that you guys are fine with each other already, don't get pissed with each other kays? I don't know, it just isn't nice. Hais. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, Rawiah and Kim wrote our Drama script which is SO DAMN FUNNEH LAH! Haha.(: THREE UPS ALREADY!: DD! I shall post it up some day. I'm acting as Paris, Kim as Nicole and Rawr as Lord Voldermort. Haha. ITS DAMN FUNNEH LAH! And I'm like so dumb I can like hit myself and still giggle. LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Morning assembly came. Erm, I finally admitted that *insertteachersname* is pregnant and did'nt get fatter after the holidays. Haha.(: Walked with Jily and Rawiah. And we were laughing all the way. Ellie was being a monkeyy. Haha. She was jiggling the trees. I was scared at first but then yeah, everything was back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First period was Lit but Mrs Lim didn't come sooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MR ANG CAME INTO OUR CLASS!&lt;3333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH. RAWIAH! HaHAHA. We have fallen in love with a teacher. Lol. He came in and I was like, OMG HES SO CUTE! But Jamie was sitting beside me so I didn't say anything. Haha. Suhai came up to me and was like. Isn't that the new malay teacher? Then I was like, Hmmm. When he wrote his name as MR ANG on the board. Hahahaha. SO CUTE! xDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talked to us!!! Haha. I have concluded that he has some features of Dr Yong.&lt;333. That reminds me, I'm meeting him on the 24th JULY!(: THAT IS VERY VERY SOON!!! Haha.(((((((: Yeah. He talked to us about Bio and Chem. (: So nice lah he. haha. Then, Kim, Rawiah and me went to practise our skit.(: It was fun. Seeing Rawiah being eloctrocuted over and over again. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was English, boring so let's skip it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay, CIKGU WASN'T IN CLASS! Haha. She went to Brunei. Yeppss. So like yeah, the eighters were all on the floor and like yeah. We were making the most noise out of everyone else. HAHA! We bullied Rawiah first, pulling out her shoe, her sock, and her other shoe and hiding it like everywhere. Haha. It was damn funneh lah. hahaha. next was Yana. Me and Suhai were like let's take out the lace and like put them at different places. Lol. Then like, when Yana found her shoe she was like so happy then I said," Okay, now you try wear it lah." Then she slipped it on and she gave me that DIAO face. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but in the end, I helped her put it on again. During recess, I didn't wanna eat at first cause I ate breakfast and like yeah, spending alot of money and I NEED TO LOOSE WEIGHT! DESPERATELY!)): Im 48kg now. BUT Im 157cm TALL! WHOOTTS! Haha. YAY ME!((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. But I did eat lah. So i didnt wanna eat lunch. After recess wasssssss..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCIENCE LAB! As usual, I wasn't paying attention for like 75% of the whole lesson but whatthehell. Haha. (: Played BINGO with Jily and guess what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JILY WANTS TO GIVE ME HER PHONE! LOVE YA JILYYY!&lt;333333333333333!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhahaha. After that was Geog, did the same old stuff, copy and listen. That's about it. Had assembly after that and like yeah, it was a briefing on the subject combis that we wanted to take and stuffs. I'm trying to aim for triple science geog.(: Haha. I hope I'm smart enuf to get in. Hais. Pray for me.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to eat lunch with my girls and Raj and yeah. We ate and gossiped as per normal. haha. I feel so sinful. Went for CSP and chatted with AYU! Haha. We were so advanced in like doing our workbook that we left early. Went home with ayu and nurul.(: Love them so muchh. Haha. They took MRT with me cause I had to go to TTSH to visit my mummmyyy. They waited for my train with me and yeah, Ayu lent me her mp3 cause I forgot to bring mine.((: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the train, I stood there, looking out of the window. Beautiful stuff nature is you know. We should really go all out to save the earth and stop global warming. Maybe the economical rate should slow down a little. People need rest too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached City Hall switched trains and dropped at Novena. I had no idea how to walk to TTSH but then I saw this familiar nurse. Lol. It was my mummys friend. But she didnt realise I was so called "stalking" her to TTSH so like yeah.((: Haha. I reached the hospital and kinda got lost cause I didnt know which lift lobby to take. Haha. But I got there in the end. Mums ward is SO DAMN NICE LAH! ITS LIKE A HOTEL ROOM MANN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i fell asleep whilst waiting for my sister to come with my cousins. the doctor actually thought that i was the paitent and then he was like, " did i get the wrong room?" HAH! but he didnt lah. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a little quarrel with my sis. she can be so selfish at times you know. hais. and like yeah, i dunno. i pray everyday for her to change her attitude. but maybe she has to work on it too. yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then, i miss my mum already.)))): she's going for her operation tmr morning at 8am-6pm.&lt;br /&gt;)))))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so sadddd. I cant kiss her before her opp.)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;strong&gt;take care mummy, i pray that you be strong going through this. ill be here for you, ill stand by you. may god be with you throughout your whole operation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i guess thats all. i have to go to sleep now. nites. and guys, pray for my mum kays? thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much loves, aisyah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-6234650252907000307?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/6234650252907000307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=6234650252907000307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/6234650252907000307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/6234650252907000307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/06/heyyaa.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-5375844842398219018</id><published>2007-06-24T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T07:48:52.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I'm supposed to blog about my whole holiday today but I don't have the mood to. (Sorry Ameera. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Yeah well, been having like I dunno, upsetting feelings this past few days. Maybe cause Friday is nearing. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's going for her operation on Friday and like she's gonna be admitted on Thursday and I can't even see her on Friday morning before her operation cause I've got school. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't attend the Sec 4 Farewell on Friday cause I'll be at the hospital.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My groupmates haven't handed up their portion of their project to me so I can't do up the powerpoint. And yeah, I'm gonna die.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the first day of school and yeah, it feels so sucky cause I wanna stay at home with my mummy. Eventhough I don't help much of the housework, at least I get to see her, and call out her name and she'll answer(most of the time in an irritated tone.) But who cares? At least I feel her presence around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like today, my relatives came to visit her and they like asked her alot of stuff that kinda thing. And if it's upsetting to me just hearing it once, what more for her hearing it over and over again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle talked to me today about the importance of good education and the thinking of the mind. And somehow, I think he's so right that my mindset has changed. Hopefully, from now on, I'll be a better person. Think before I act, and yeah, try to be the best that I can be. Cause Singapore's not gonna be an easy country to be in. And medcine or law is such a broad image to think of right now, I don't even know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, life don't go the way you want it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time I took a step back, and look at what I've become, achieved and done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the time is now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-5375844842398219018?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/5375844842398219018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=5375844842398219018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/5375844842398219018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/5375844842398219018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-know-im-supposed-to-blog-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-5526267560244777993</id><published>2007-06-18T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T02:09:46.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! BLOGGER IS BACK!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Yeah, been trying to post like a gazillion times but it's like damn lagging ah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY YA'LL! I'M BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as Ameera has beggged me to update. Haha. I will but not now. I shall update about the whole of my holidays on the last day, 24th June. I'll have to finish up homework and stuffs. Yepyep. Well, looking forward to update all of ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-5526267560244777993?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/5526267560244777993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=5526267560244777993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/5526267560244777993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/5526267560244777993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/06/omg-blogger-is-back-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-6705605016336768059</id><published>2007-06-04T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T07:09:07.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You never know how precious something is until you realise that you will lose them someday.&lt;br /&gt;You never know what wrong you've done till you realise how much it has affected the other party.&lt;br /&gt;You never know how much someone loves you till you look deeply into their eyes and know that what they want for you and what the do for you means a lot to them.&lt;br /&gt;You never know that someone cares for you until you see how much they've sacrificed just to have the best for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RmVuZRh4ooI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XycKY2MBYsk/s1600-h/DSC03031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072581935784043138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RmVuZRh4ooI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XycKY2MBYsk/s320/DSC03031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest mum,&lt;br /&gt;eventhough I know you don't and never will read or come across my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I'd just like you to know that I love you ever so much.&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever want you to leave.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to see me get married and bare children.&lt;br /&gt;I want to lie down in bed with you and feel your warmth every night.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know how sorry I am for all those things that I've done.&lt;br /&gt;Disobeying you, shouting back at you.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;And I may just feel this way for awhile but once you leave, it'll never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;3&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/20172802-6705605016336768059?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/6705605016336768059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=6705605016336768059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/6705605016336768059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/6705605016336768059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-never-know-how-precious-something.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RmVuZRh4ooI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XycKY2MBYsk/s72-c/DSC03031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-4748357447247041093</id><published>2007-05-27T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T04:54:06.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WELCOME TO MADRASAH MIGGUAN MASJID KAMPUNG SIGLAP'S SPORTS DAY 2007!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlkyAq99IOI/AAAAAAAAANs/qBSG8JJHxn4/s1600-h/DSC03480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069137842697740514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlkyAq99IOI/AAAAAAAAANs/qBSG8JJHxn4/s320/DSC03480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlq-4K99IfI/AAAAAAAAAP0/whMz4IintqQ/s1600-h/DSC03455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069574202785079794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlq-4K99IfI/AAAAAAAAAP0/whMz4IintqQ/s320/DSC03455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dianna and Yati.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlkyBK99IPI/AAAAAAAAAN0/8mN_i6AEs58/s1600-h/DSC03454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069137851287675122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlkyBK99IPI/AAAAAAAAAN0/8mN_i6AEs58/s320/DSC03454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Aidaaa.&lt;333!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELLO!(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha. Just went to 3MKS Annual SPORTS DAY!(: It was being held at Ping Yi Secondary School. Haha. The canteen was so huge and yes, I think their school is nicer than TKGS. RAWR. Their blocks are like named after mountains. LOL. But cute lahh. I had stomachache in the early morning and RAWR! it wasn't nice lah.):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with Aida, Dianna and Yati at Macs I think at about 7.45am? We took bus 222 to get there. We didn't know where to go actually but we got there!(: YAYNESS! Haha. We arrived and Ustazah Halimah was the first person we SAW!(: I took a candid picture of her.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk0La99IRI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1gKxd2iQmKk/s1600-h/DSC03474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069140226404589842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk0La99IRI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1gKxd2iQmKk/s320/DSC03474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY LOVELY USTAZAH HALIMAH!&lt;33.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk0L699ISI/AAAAAAAAAOM/vBCd-xhclxQ/s1600-h/DSC03483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069140234994524450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk0L699ISI/AAAAAAAAAOM/vBCd-xhclxQ/s320/DSC03483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The aftermath of Ustazah Halimah after the Sports Day. Haha. Look at how relieved she looked. WELL DONE 3MKS! I enjoyed myselfff!&lt;333.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. After that, I went to the toilet to relief my bowels. Lol. With Dianna, Yati and Aidaa.&lt;33.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, we waited until 10.30am for the games to start! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had 7 stations.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were group 5 thus we had to start with Station 5.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STATION 5! KEDEPAN KEBELAKANG!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The station leader was Ustzh Saadah, our Kem Huda leader!(: We had to answer some random questions that she asked us. Damn lame laahh. But it was funny and enjoyable!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First question:What's the word in front of the SPORTS DAY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aida: MKS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ustzh: No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yati: Masjid Kampung Siglap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ustzh: No...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dianna: Madrasah Mingguan Masjid Kampung Siglap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ustzh: *laughs* No..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Next question please!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second question:What is the first thing that you see when you come in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aida: Ustazahs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yati: People.(I think she said that.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: BALLOONS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ustzh: Yes, okay. You can go to the next station.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STATION 6! PUZZLES!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The station leader was Ustzh Rafiqah!(: Our most wanted Fiqh teacherrrrr.&lt;33.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had to like solve the puzzle. Lol. We did it in 4 minutes I think! it was hard okayeeee. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STATION 7! TREASURE HUNT!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, we had to find ten things I think. Here's the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. a stick of lipstick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. a strand of grey hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. a sock with a hole in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. a pair of sunglasses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. an adult ez-link card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. an object that starts with 't'(english)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. an object that starts with 's'(malay)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. an object that starts with 'mim'(arab)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. a packet of tissue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. a one-cent coin.( WHO IN THE WORLD KEEPS THIS?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found SEVEN STUFFS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Yati's sock.(NUMBER3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Some selling woman's sunglasses.(NUMBER4)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Ustazah halimah's ez-link card!(:(NUMBER5)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;A TISSUE!(:(NUMBER6)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;A SUDU!(:(NUMBER7)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;The word Masjid in arabic.(:(NUMBER8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Yati's tissue packet which was in my pocket.(:(NUMBER9)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha YAY!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEXT STATION!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STATION TWO! ARROWS!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had to burst balloons with some arrow thingy thing. And lol. I helped out group win!(: We got the shortest timing in bursting the balloons! MARHA MARHA!(good job in arabic.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STATION THREE! BLIND BOLD!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had to blindfold ourselves and throw the balls into the box. Lol. Me, Dianna and Yati were blindfolded and Aida gave us instructions. I think we threw in 17 balls! SECOND POSITION OKAYEE!:DD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STATION FOUR! ALL IN LINE PLEASE!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahah. It was some sort of the erm, the Newspaper game lah. But we couldn't touch the floor and make the cardboard smaller. And stay there one one leg for 5 minutes.(: AND WE DID IT!!! WHOOTS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the last station..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STATION ONE! Oh H2O!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. We had to erm pass plastic bags filled with water from one bucket to another within the time limit of 5 mins. and we got a water level of 30 marks! WHOOTTS!(: WOO WOO WOO!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in the ENDDD! After 55 mins worth of games... AHHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GROUP FIVE EMERGED CHAMPIONS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk5wK99ITI/AAAAAAAAAOU/2kMcr93_B2k/s1600-h/DSC03478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069146355322921266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk5wK99ITI/AAAAAAAAAOU/2kMcr93_B2k/s320/DSC03478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dianna, Yati, Aida, me and our FORM TEACHER!(: For me and Aida that is.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk5wq99IUI/AAAAAAAAAOc/2lHcqEGi4m4/s1600-h/DSC03479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069146363912855874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk5wq99IUI/AAAAAAAAAOc/2lHcqEGi4m4/s320/DSC03479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yati, Dianna, Aida, me and the other team who got second.(WELL DONE GUYS!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk5xK99IVI/AAAAAAAAAOk/GQ9oYK9hR-c/s1600-h/DSC03484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069146372502790482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk5xK99IVI/AAAAAAAAAOk/GQ9oYK9hR-c/s320/DSC03484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OUR BEAUTIFUL MEDALS!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol. After that we went home. Okay.. Here are some random pics that we took.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk8za99IXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/QngoZjGabMk/s1600-h/DSC03456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069149709692379506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk8za99IXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/QngoZjGabMk/s320/DSC03456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OUR BADGES WHICH COSTED $2.50 EACH!(: BUT THEY RULE LAH!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ISLAM FOR LIFE!&lt;33.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk8zq99IYI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-yzGVmnsFRc/s1600-h/DSC03457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069149713987346818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk8zq99IYI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-yzGVmnsFRc/s320/DSC03457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw these four balloons stuck on the ground. SO CUTE!: DD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk80K99IZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3Z4pBX9WpHk/s1600-h/DSC03462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069149722577281426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk80K99IZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3Z4pBX9WpHk/s320/DSC03462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yati, me, Dianna and Aida. Lol. We were supposed to do different actions.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk80q99IaI/AAAAAAAAAPM/mWbfw6HuSWk/s1600-h/DSC03466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069149731167216034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk80q99IaI/AAAAAAAAAPM/mWbfw6HuSWk/s320/DSC03466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Yati, Dianna and Aida.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk81K99IbI/AAAAAAAAAPU/9Ssjl04lTOI/s1600-h/DSC03469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069149739757150642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk81K99IbI/AAAAAAAAAPU/9Ssjl04lTOI/s320/DSC03469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yati, Dianna, me and Aida.&lt;333!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk-Fa99IcI/AAAAAAAAAPc/BBYj0H48h2g/s1600-h/DSC03470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069151118441652674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk-Fa99IcI/AAAAAAAAAPc/BBYj0H48h2g/s320/DSC03470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the DEFLATED jumping place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to much AMAZEMENT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk-F699IdI/AAAAAAAAAPk/wvDv8QfHzLk/s1600-h/DSC03472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069151127031587282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk-F699IdI/AAAAAAAAAPk/wvDv8QfHzLk/s320/DSC03472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the INFLATED jumping place!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahha. I enjoyed myself. Can't wait for tomorrow!XD! Kim and Dordor are coming over for sleepover todayyyyy!&lt;3333.&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aisyah outs.~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rlk-Fa99IcI/AAAAAAAAAPc/BBYj0H48h2g/s1600-h/DSC03470.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/20172802-4748357447247041093?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/4748357447247041093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=4748357447247041093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/4748357447247041093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/4748357447247041093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/05/welcome-to-madrasah-migguan-masjid.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlkyAq99IOI/AAAAAAAAANs/qBSG8JJHxn4/s72-c/DSC03480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-8231813619952216192</id><published>2007-05-25T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T23:02:29.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha. Here are the pictures!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfIIq99IJI/AAAAAAAAANE/cnbhoxXAP6Q/s1600-h/DSC00786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068739956927438994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfIIq99IJI/AAAAAAAAANE/cnbhoxXAP6Q/s320/DSC00786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suhaila and Liyana. Camwhoring with my phone, which was currently under my table during Lit lesson.(: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfII699IKI/AAAAAAAAANM/kiCHxHqERyU/s1600-h/DSC00787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068739961222406306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfII699IKI/AAAAAAAAANM/kiCHxHqERyU/s320/DSC00787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawiah with the Shrek ears. Lol. Going gaga over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfIJa99ILI/AAAAAAAAANU/fa1dPXWWspo/s1600-h/DSC00789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068739969812340914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfIJa99ILI/AAAAAAAAANU/fa1dPXWWspo/s320/DSC00789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, totally posing, my mum, ordering food and my dad, laughing with my granny.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfIJq99IMI/AAAAAAAAANc/JReRee4mvMY/s1600-h/DSC00748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068739974107308226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfIJq99IMI/AAAAAAAAANc/JReRee4mvMY/s320/DSC00748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture taken at Tampines Blk 143 playground.(: Look at all the happy kids.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfIJ699INI/AAAAAAAAANk/1YfEr2c9JBg/s1600-h/DSC00762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068739978402275538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfIJ699INI/AAAAAAAAANk/1YfEr2c9JBg/s320/DSC00762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yana and Tobey. Lol. Perasaan ajer. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfHea99IEI/AAAAAAAAAMc/IpQk9CCw7sQ/s1600-h/DSC00774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068739231077965890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfHea99IEI/AAAAAAAAAMc/IpQk9CCw7sQ/s320/DSC00774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LITTLESPIDEY BOY!&lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharifah's butt.(:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfHfK99IGI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AIXlEE36F6o/s1600-h/DSC00779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068739243962867810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfHfK99IGI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AIXlEE36F6o/s320/DSC00779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, asking for my phone back when Suhai candidly took my photo eating cup noodles. RAWR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfHfa99IHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/7k7IbVCvrII/s1600-h/DSC00781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068739248257835122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfHfa99IHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/7k7IbVCvrII/s320/DSC00781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharifah's SPAZ-tic(Raj's catch word.) face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfHfq99III/AAAAAAAAAM8/-wDFk61XmH8/s1600-h/DSC00784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068739252552802434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfHfq99III/AAAAAAAAAM8/-wDFk61XmH8/s320/DSC00784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea who took this pic of me and Nad in the Studio room.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfFqq99H_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Cvd5MT5hoLw/s1600-h/DSC00635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068737242508107762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfFqq99H_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Cvd5MT5hoLw/s320/DSC00635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl, Jily, Dory, Ami, me and Rachel! In KFC. HhA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfFrK99IAI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Z1yngFfkcK0/s1600-h/DSC00650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068737251098042370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfFrK99IAI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Z1yngFfkcK0/s320/DSC00650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DRAMAQUEENS have conquered the BUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimmie, Ameera, Rawiah, Raj and me being squashed.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfFrK99IBI/AAAAAAAAAME/ul7JdcFHKoo/s1600-h/DSC00746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068737251098042386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfFrK99IBI/AAAAAAAAAME/ul7JdcFHKoo/s320/DSC00746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimmie, me and Suhai. In the Tampines toilet.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfFra99ICI/AAAAAAAAAMM/gWBXO6lvdl0/s1600-h/DSC00750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068737255393009698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfFra99ICI/AAAAAAAAAMM/gWBXO6lvdl0/s320/DSC00750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in Farizah's NPCC hat and my black jacket with NURUL! Haha. This was secretly taken in HMT class when cikgu was marking our corrections.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfFr699IDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/bQz1yEKbDgI/s1600-h/DSC00759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068737263982944306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfFr699IDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/bQz1yEKbDgI/s320/DSC00759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange slippers: Fauzi. Blue slippers: Lutfi. Purple slippers: ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently waiting for my dad to come fetch us after madrasah.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfE8699H6I/AAAAAAAAALM/joXZUlvKmKE/s1600-h/22-05-07_1648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068736456529092514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfE8699H6I/AAAAAAAAALM/joXZUlvKmKE/s320/22-05-07_1648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameera, Rawiah, Nadiah and me with Laura's shades. Backstage of the studio.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfE9K99H7I/AAAAAAAAALU/A-5YVGvK9qk/s1600-h/22-05-07_1710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068736460824059826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfE9K99H7I/AAAAAAAAALU/A-5YVGvK9qk/s320/22-05-07_1710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameera and Aisyah!(: Haha. Junior-Senior love.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfE9a99H8I/AAAAAAAAALc/YlUhX4Td8rA/s1600-h/Aisyah_Liyana.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068736465119027138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfE9a99H8I/AAAAAAAAALc/YlUhX4Td8rA/s320/Aisyah_Liyana.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yana and me at Fort Canning. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfE-K99H9I/AAAAAAAAALk/vKhP4ZjRX0w/s1600-h/DSCN1220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068736478003929042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfE-K99H9I/AAAAAAAAALk/vKhP4ZjRX0w/s320/DSCN1220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dordor, Suhai, Kimmie, Ami, Yana and ME in 2e8 classroom. haha. currently in Ms Chia's class. She gave us a free Geog period. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfE-a99H-I/AAAAAAAAALs/nknDqm4Xa0k/s1600-h/DSCN1235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068736482298896354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfE-a99H-I/AAAAAAAAALs/nknDqm4Xa0k/s320/DSCN1235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimmie, Yana(HIDDEN), Ami and me. Doing SPASTIC faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfDiq99H1I/AAAAAAAAAKk/WoSXd45e0-I/s1600-h/04-05-07_1725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068734906045898578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfDiq99H1I/AAAAAAAAAKk/WoSXd45e0-I/s320/04-05-07_1725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimmie, me and rawiah. at the Open Plaza at Tampines.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfDiq99H2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/a_umknIEHEg/s1600-h/09-05-07_1433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068734906045898594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfDiq99H2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/a_umknIEHEg/s320/09-05-07_1433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suhai, TK DOLL, me and rawiah. PP Macs.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfDi699H3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/Yngc_DbKOHs/s1600-h/15-05-07_1605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068734910340865906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfDi699H3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/Yngc_DbKOHs/s320/15-05-07_1605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameera, Kimmie and me. Memorising our lines in the studio.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfDjK99H4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/luYtpIvc3XY/s1600-h/22-05-07_1510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068734914635833218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfDjK99H4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/luYtpIvc3XY/s320/22-05-07_1510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, dordor and sharifah. hahaha. i wanted to get into the photo while rawiah was so called being kissed. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfDja99H5I/AAAAAAAAALE/0Immr65a0qA/s1600-h/22-05-07_1646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068734918930800530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfDja99H5I/AAAAAAAAALE/0Immr65a0qA/s320/22-05-07_1646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawiah, nad and me.(:&lt;br /&gt;cool, cute and nerd.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-8231813619952216192?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/8231813619952216192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=8231813619952216192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/8231813619952216192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/8231813619952216192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/05/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlfIIq99IJI/AAAAAAAAANE/cnbhoxXAP6Q/s72-c/DSC00786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-4885858381867841775</id><published>2007-05-25T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T22:16:44.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalallala.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently in my PJs. Still haven't bathed yet. Lols. Hahaha. Well, it's a holiday anyways. So in other words, SLACK TIME!(: lolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday was the last day of school and it was our DRAMA screening.(: It was rather upsetting lah. Not that our acting was bad. Oh nonoNO! We were AWESOME I TELL YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL DONE DRAMA CLUBBERS!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that cause my mummy promised to come promptly at 3. But she didn't lah. She came late. And like she missed my performance. Hais. But I decided to not let that dampen my mood. Haha. And guess what. Me and Ami met the same guy at the same place yesterday! Haha. only at different times. LOLNESS. And we have officially concluded that he is so out of our league. Lols. So flirtatious.(I have no idea how to spell that but you know what I mean.) He smiled at the both of us. Hahahaha. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, well, the last day of school was okay lah. I know I slacked alot. Lol. Me and Sha D and Ami and Sha R wanted to pon malay. So like we thought of not walking the route where we would pass our malay class but in the END, LOL! Cikgu like walked behind us lah. WAH DIAO. ahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was recess, I totally forgot that I wanted to play Hide&amp;seek... So saddening lah. But dont worry! We shall play during our class outing!(: YAYNESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaha. Erm, and the last lesson was Operation Cleanup. Erm, it was dreadful lah. Can die mann. Mrs William forced us to get every single line out. But it's like I didn't even do it lah. Zhi Jun helped by scraping almost all the stuffs out. THANKS MAN!(: Haha. She saved my life. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back my results. I think I did okay. My mum made a comparison with my results this term and last year. And she was like. Buck up in this and that. And you can do better in the rest. Hais. It's really not that easy to study and learn and get good grades. And most of all, it's not easy to impress your parents. I know how it feels. I don't think my dad even knows or cares how much I got. But whatthehell. He has his own stuff to care about. Like his business and what ever crapp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to eat lunch at Macs and met up with Suhai and Syah. Lols. Me and my drama mates went to play at the playground and WHOOHOO It was fun and most absolutely enjoyable.(: Haha. We took a group photo. Shall post it when Rawiah sends it to meee.(: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we had our rehearsal. For like half an hour. Lol. I still can't believe Ms Leigh actually talked back to Mdm Khoo. COOLNESS!(: hahaha. erms, then, we had our performance. It was awesome. Gonna miss drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yes, I've gotten my group members! Haha. Ravleen, Sally, Imesha, Viash, Ameera, Kim, Raj, Rawiah, ME! and another sec one. I think it was either Krystal or Stephanie. Lol. Gonna have fun doing plays with them for Sec 4 farewell. Haha. I'm thinking of acting out a twisted story of cinderella. Haha. Whoooottts.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohohum. Went home with mum. Ate lunch. LOl. Like super late lunch. And yeah, came home slacked. Ate pizza.(: And went to sleep cause I was uber tired. I think I slept at 10. My body was aching and yeah, it hurt alot. And now I am AWAKE!(: Haa. Still in my PJs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim and Dory are coming over tmr night to sleepover!(: We're gonna have a movie marathon. Whooohooo. In Suhaila's friends terms.. WOOO WOOO ! AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Monday we're gonna go OUT! YAYNESS. Can't wait. Oh and there's Madrasah Sports day tmrr.(: Yayyeee. Hhaha. Well, I shall post some photos in the next post! TOODLES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-4885858381867841775?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/4885858381867841775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=4885858381867841775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/4885858381867841775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/4885858381867841775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/05/lalalallala.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-1009224200490770436</id><published>2007-05-23T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T08:24:16.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nyahaha. I think my blog has been dead for so uber long. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been to tired to type and blog lah. Me= Lazy bumbum.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I was supposed to go for drumming lessons during the school holidays at Yamaha but I'm going on a holiday from the 9th to 18th and I'll miss two lessons. My sis says its a waste of money. And my dad says hes not encouraging me to take up drums. )))):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I'll learn to play them some day. Anyways, Ravleen sent all the Drama people SYF photos. Okay maybe not yet. She's going to. BUt Trishna gave her pictures already and here's one with my DRUMSTICKS!&lt;33.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlRcgK99H0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Jwj_f0o3_eY/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067777188468432706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlRcgK99H0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Jwj_f0o3_eY/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlRVKq99HuI/AAAAAAAAAJs/vzVjiWZSv8k/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Shikin with the GINGER BEER , me with the DRUMSTICKS!&lt;333.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's some other photos of us! I shall post it now.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlRWJK99HxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Hn9UFWnOE-w/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067770196261674770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlRWJK99HxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Hn9UFWnOE-w/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kim, I think she was looking at something else, Nurul, I bet she was tired and I think her face mask was cracking.NYAHAHAHA!, Salimah, the French waiter and me, doing I have NO IDEA WHAT! Haha. Our make up are so thick!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlRWIq99HvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DAfA-6G7hkQ/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067770187671740146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlRWIq99HvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DAfA-6G7hkQ/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The DramaSYFEnsemble'07! And Mr Matt!&lt;3333.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We miss youuuu. I miss the whole cast too.):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlRWI699HwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bEfV_ngzigI/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067770191966707458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlRWI699HwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bEfV_ngzigI/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another shot of US!(: Outside the TKGS Studio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlRWJK99HyI/AAAAAAAAAKM/aB_cuDHqexc/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067770196261674786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlRWJK99HyI/AAAAAAAAAKM/aB_cuDHqexc/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TKGDramaSYFEnsemble'07!!! Look at all the Dramatic poses. I think this one was candid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlRWJa99HzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/TzBs2Ra9ysg/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067770200556642098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlRWJa99HzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/TzBs2Ra9ysg/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeahhh. This is the improved photo of us! Nyahahaha.(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss SYF rehearsals. I miss the madness. Hahah. Anyways, June Hols are comingggg.(: Can't wait to go out. Ohoh! TKGS has been selected to audition for Drama In History!! I hope we winn or get top three so we can perform on National Dayyy! LET'S DO IT DRAMA CLUBBERS! WE SHALL MAKE TKG PROUDD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ami has found her new SOULMATE! Hahahhahahhaa. She's gonna kill me for posting this. But it's true what. She keeps bumping into him and like. Me and Suhai will go, " ITS FATE AMI!" Hahahaha. lolness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohoh! I've got performance this Fridayyyy! It's the Shakespears tales.(: Hahah. I just named that out of randomness. Like seriously. I hope those people whom I've invited will commeee!!!: DDDD! I cant waitttt.(: Hahaaha. Drama is THA LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owh, Ive gotten back all my results already. My L1R5 is 9 and L1B4 is 8. Lols. No fair lah. Pannapat got 7 for both. I shall aim for 6 and above. You can do better Aisyah!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My guhrls got good results too! Ami, you did well lah. Come on, top for Math and Lit??? Not enough mehhhh. Suhai, I bet you did better than last year. I mean come one, motivation from A Man Ready To Shower?? LOLS!(hints Ami). Dory, you applying for IP ready can pass lahhh. Kim, you're a master in subjects. So no worries for you lah okaye. Lols. Yana, you did well what. You Science genius. RAWR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZOMGZ! Haha. Okay, I have birthday shoutouts! For my May babies.&lt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th May&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO BOTH LOY ZHI JUN AND MAVIS THAM OF 2E8O7!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. I know this is late but yeah, may all your wishes come true and enjoy being 14! TWO MORE YEARS to 16 and we can watch all the NC16 moviessss. WHOOOTS! YAY to US! And being fourteen is great. Like seriously. Hahaha. Enjoysss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13th May&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO NURUL NABILAH FASIHAH BTE ZAINAL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHHH. you kiddo. Hahaha. Even though we crack stupid jokes and call ourselves crazy and act like bimbos and idiots and retarded people, I LOVE YOU LOADS LAH! hahaha. i hope you liked the pressie that me, Su and Nad bought for you!! HAHAHAH. BARBIE LOVER YOU. hahaha. k larhs, enjoy being 14 cause its the best! Hahaha.(: K thens, have fun and always keep and eye on Muslihat! Haha. &lt;3333.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14th May&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO BOTH THE HUDAs THAT I KNOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MS NORHUDA and NURULHUDA SUHAILA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. ms hudaaaaaa. when are you gonna get marrieedddd?? cant wait to be your bridesmaidssss. ahhahaha. I am totally looking forward to it. I shall pray that you and you Mr Right will get his ilham soon and you guys will be a happy happy couple and get great kids! LOVE YOU LOADS. cant wait to meet youuuuu. &lt;3333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUhaiiii! Hahaaha. Happy birthday. I know this is so late already but who cares lah right? I hope you likey the pressie that we bought for youuuu. hahahaha.(: use them wisely yeah? Anyways, know that ill always be only hm, three seats away from you in class so feel free to just swoop places with margaret. and STOP CAMWHORING with my phone lah!! Hahaha. (: Stay crazy and bubbly as ever. Love ya MUCHS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18th May&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZOMGZ! HAHAAH ITS MY BABE'S BIRTHDAY LAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUHAYLAH AGOES DJAJA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha. love you babe. So SO SO SO much. and i miss you like shitzzz lah okay. anyways, enjoy being fourteen and i wish you all the best with oatmeal. hahaha. dont pms too much lah. itll worry oatmeal. hahahaa.(: and youre worrying meee.e anyways, invite me to more of your band conceerts. i wanna see you playing the TUBA! haahha. love you loads lah. MISS YOU TOO! MUACKS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;21st May&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELSA CHAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahahhaa. you my WESTLIFE wannabe fanatic.(: ahahhaha. i shall give you your bdae pressie very SOONN!!!! hahahaa. love you mansss. and SHANE IS HAWT!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;22nd May&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BELOVED SISTER, SITI ZUBAIDAH and my BESTFRIEND, ARRA HELOISE CASTRO HUAB!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;KAKAK! happy 22nd birthday on the 22nd! HAHAHA! Youre gonna be wroking the day after your birthdayy. KAching Kachinggg. I see moneyy coming my wayyyy. ahaha. love you loads and please stop being annoying. HEH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARRA! Happy 16th birthday. no ways, you watched NC16 movies WAYYYY before you were 16 lah. I know your secrets okayyy. HAHAH! unfairness you evil twit. HahAH. love you to the core babe. and when you reach 18, dont forget to get your lisence so you can drive us around Singapore town.(: and and for hari rayaaaa!&lt;333&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, thats about it. and hahaha. tomorrow's Hanis's and Shabrina's birthday.(: wow. TONS and TONS of May babies mannn. okay lah. I wanna go sleep ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHOH! and BLAKE LOUIS WILL WIN AMERICAN IDOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also, to all the MAN UTD supporters out there, HEH! CHELSEA BEAT YOU GUYS LAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kk, this is for real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aisyah, OUTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/20172802-1009224200490770436?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/1009224200490770436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=1009224200490770436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/1009224200490770436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/1009224200490770436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/05/nyahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlRcgK99H0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Jwj_f0o3_eY/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-708722272502427825</id><published>2007-05-17T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T02:12:54.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helloos.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humtihumhumhum. I'm bored. Lols. HMMMMM. Drama screening is SOON! Hahahaha. Yalaaaaaaalalaalalalalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm PUCK! Puck is cute right? I mean like totally lah. Hehehehehehehe. Lolllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I keep forgetting y third line. There was once, I was saying my line and I said the wrong one. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to memorise them really soon. Ahahahha. I'm in love with Maroon5!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH! And I watched Spiderman 3 already! Harry died.): I think his death was so sweet lah. I mean like, cause he wanted to save Tobey.(: Sweet right? That's what friends are for. ANYWAYS. Over all, the show was great. Awesome stuffs. There was action, but mostly emotional lah.(: Nyahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, well, I shall post Maroon 5's song that I'm in love with.&lt;3333!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MAROON 5 LYRICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Makes Me Wonder"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Verse]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wake up with blood-shot eyes&lt;br /&gt;Struggled to memorize&lt;br /&gt;The way it felt between your thighs&lt;br /&gt;Pleasure that made you cry&lt;br /&gt;Feels so good to be bad&lt;br /&gt;Not worth the aftermath, after that&lt;br /&gt;After that&lt;br /&gt;Try to get you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't have the reason&lt;br /&gt;And you don't have the time&lt;br /&gt;And it really makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I ever gave a fuck about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me something to believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't believe in you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference to try&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;So this is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Verse]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God damn my spinning head&lt;br /&gt;Decisions that made my bed&lt;br /&gt;Now I must lay in it&lt;br /&gt;And deal with things I left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;I want to dive into you&lt;br /&gt;Forget what you're going through&lt;br /&gt;I get behind, make your move&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't have the reason&lt;br /&gt;And you don't have the time&lt;br /&gt;And it really makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I ever gave a fuck about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me something to believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't believe in you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference,&lt;br /&gt;It even makes a difference to try&lt;br /&gt;And you told me how you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I don't believe it's true anymore&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference to cry&lt;br /&gt;(Oh no)&lt;br /&gt;So this is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Breakdown]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been here before&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll wake up&lt;br /&gt;And it won't hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;You caught me in a lie&lt;br /&gt;I have no alibi&lt;br /&gt;The words you say don't have a meaning&lt;br /&gt;Cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Bridge] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I still don't have the reason&lt;br /&gt;And you don't have the time&lt;br /&gt;And it really makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I ever gave a fuck about you&lt;br /&gt;And I...and so this is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Give me something to believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't believe in you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference,&lt;br /&gt;It even makes a difference to try&lt;br /&gt;And you told me how you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I don't believe it's true anymore&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference to cry&lt;br /&gt;(Oh no)&lt;br /&gt;So this is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;So this is goodbye, yeah [x3]&lt;br /&gt;(Oh no)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-708722272502427825?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/708722272502427825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=708722272502427825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/708722272502427825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/708722272502427825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/05/helloos.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-381536472704817054</id><published>2007-05-10T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T05:21:25.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlGOb699HtI/AAAAAAAAAJk/5OQG7O6ii5s/s1600-h/IMG_1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066987666105245394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlGOb699HtI/AAAAAAAAAJk/5OQG7O6ii5s/s320/IMG_1606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nenek Jenab left us at 2.30pm on Wednesday, 9th May 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was my inspiration. She's 70+ and yet she's strong enough to cook, go to the market and do all the housework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be like her. She is so beautiful. Her eyes are so deep with meaning when she looks at you. Although I only see her once a year during Hari Raya visiting, I still treasure her so very much. Her voice is mesmorising. The way she talks reminds me of the olden days and makes me think, how am I to recall her when she's gone. And now, she really is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She taught me little words of Boyanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like:&lt;br /&gt;Lamari nyakan engke niare?&lt;br /&gt;Which means:&lt;br /&gt;What did you eat today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a loving wife and mother. She has brought up her children to be such successful people. And Tok Mat, her husband, had such a great impact on her death. He couldn't sleep at all and when everyone came to visit Nenek Jenab, he just sat at one corner and kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the emptiness. Now I have one less grandmother to love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-381536472704817054?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/381536472704817054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=381536472704817054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/381536472704817054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/381536472704817054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/05/nenek-jenab-left-us-at-2.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RlGOb699HtI/AAAAAAAAAJk/5OQG7O6ii5s/s72-c/IMG_1606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-8689040424525078992</id><published>2007-05-09T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T04:47:45.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The most inspiring song that I've heard so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/3VO-dBYAYH/aus=" width="300" height="80" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When The Rain Falls - ZETTA BYTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh...oo oo&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;This should be so easy&lt;br /&gt;To just reach out my hand&lt;br /&gt;And know the world is free&lt;br /&gt;But nothing's, as it seems&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you freely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Touching's not the only way to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;rain falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When the name's all&lt;br /&gt;The difference that there is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The same when they are trying to grow something good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Out of all the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;There's no difference between the teardrops and the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I know you proudly say&lt;br /&gt;That I'm just talking crazy&lt;br /&gt;To think of life that way&lt;br /&gt;Means that I'm confused&lt;br /&gt;There's happy and there's sad&lt;br /&gt;But maybe yes just maybe&lt;br /&gt;The sadness can make the happiness more true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;rain falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When the name's all&lt;br /&gt;The difference that there is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The same when they are trying to grow something good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Out of all the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;There's no difference between the teardrops and the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Because I know the bones were necessary&lt;br /&gt;I don't let it bother me at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;rain falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When the name's all&lt;br /&gt;The difference that there is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The same when they are trying to grow something good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Out of all the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;There's no difference between the teardrops and the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh...oo oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I cried when this song was played in the movie Pixel Perfect on Disney Channel. The story has a great moral and plot. You should catch it. Eventhough some parts might me TOTALLY impossible to you, but the message that the Disney people were trying to present was that, you can't be someone else because you are born to be you. And we should fall in love with someone not because we can have physical contact with them, but other important things. And there's always something good that happens after bad things occur cause god always has a reason why he sent us to Earth and why we are like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So appreciate what you have, and thank god for loving us, ever so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&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/20172802-8689040424525078992?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/8689040424525078992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=8689040424525078992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/8689040424525078992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/8689040424525078992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/05/most-inspiring-song-that-ive-heard-so.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-2465178323015024145</id><published>2007-05-08T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T08:08:55.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy lah.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, school started off as per normal. With boring assembly. But today was extremely hot lah the weather. :/ I think I'm gonna die soon. 'Bleah. I was like blowing myself. And for the first time this week! I didn't ask Cherlyn for TISSUE! WHHEEEEE!xDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thenn. Hmm, wow. It's been such a long time since I blogged about my whole day. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first period wassssss.......MATH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaa. How can I forget? We did a few graphs and stuffs. Wahlao. Haha. Me and margaret were so sleepy that we actually dozed off while the rest were doing their graphs. But we can't help being fast whattt.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that wasss ENGLISH! Ms Ang showed us her Windows Moviemaker project. SHE LOOKS SO DARN CUTE LAH! Hurhurhur. Soooooo farnie cans.(: whwhhahahhaha. Hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was Mother Tongue, do boring old stuffs. And it was so humid lah in Mother Tongue room. I was pespiring like shit. Boohoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was RECESS!xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate fries. Hoping not to spend TOO much money during recess so I can eat lunch at Tampines malll! Lols. But in the end, I spent 1.40. one dollar for the fries. and 40 cents for my mineral water bottle. I think I shall drink mineral water from now on. It's so much healthier and much more thirst quenching!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, after that was Music lesson. Our peewee teacher kinda gave us a motivational talk. Lol. Her exaggerations are so darn funny mans.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we had Science. Lols. I don't even bother to listen sometimes. Oh, we got our results back. AHAH! I passed. I got 54.6 I think. AT LEAST ITS A PASsS! Hais. I must do notes this June Hols. YERPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we had a legacy internet awareness talk. ahahha. Ah Boon so funny!!! Okay, I was laughing my head off.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Kim, Rawiah, Raj and Suhai and ME! went off to TM! we toook the train there. gosh my little finger hurts so i wont be having any capital letters for the next half of my post. hm, we were hungry so we went to eat at long johns first! i ate combo one, suhai ate combo one, rawiah ate combo one, kim ate fries and raj ate fries. lols. erm, rawiah and kim had milo. suhai and me had ice lemon tea and raj had coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were talking about stuffs. and lols. i told them my joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey guys, I've got a joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOKE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhahhaha. that joke NEVER i tell you, never runs old on meeeee! hehehehe. okay hmm, then, i msged my darling that i was done eating and i asked him where he wanted to meet me. lols. we headed to toys r us and we had to give our bags to the counter. cause they were scared that we were gonna steal their stuffs. but like come on la TKGians rule! we dont steal stuffs or anything. lols. i told them about my trip to this chocolate stall at parkway. like wdvs lah that person. suddenly go touch my pocket. like as if I WOULD STEAL CHOCOLATES!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like wdvrs. yeah. so we camwhored a little, okay maybe alot in toys r us. and then, i wanted to go to the cd section to see if they sold FREDDIE FISH, then suhai turned me around and tada! I saw my darling. hahahaa. so weird la. haha. i waved at him like some freak. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took my pb cd from him. i wanted to give him a kiss on the cheek but i was shy.:/ he wanted to wait for me. but i asked him to go home and study. lols. i don't want him to turn out like me. lols. ALMOST failing science. erm then we went to take neoprints at CS and then we went to the Open PLaza to spin again. Like wahlao. I only went on it like once cause i was almsot about to puke. BLEARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to much to go home with my darling but i didn't want him to wait la. hais. i miss you so much already.): i went home taking 5, lols. i am so into the song played in the Pixel Prfect movie. When The Rain Falls by some girl. I cant remember her name. its so sweet lah the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. heres some of the photos taken by rawiah's phonee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RkCRPrfJV-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/cQl7nBBFrx8/s1600-h/drammaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062205679721863138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RkCRPrfJV-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/cQl7nBBFrx8/s320/drammaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raj, Rawiah, ME! and kimm. Haha. I wanted to get into the picture so much that my head just HAPPENED to pop out. Haha.xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THESE ARE THE DRAMA QUEENS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RkCRPrfJV_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/OcaQPaizH7s/s1600-h/me+and+kimm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062205679721863154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RkCRPrfJV_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/OcaQPaizH7s/s320/me+and+kimm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimmie and Me! hahah. we were waiting for the neoprints to get printed. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RkCRP7fJWAI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9xXw8GAkyBk/s1600-h/me+and+kimmie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062205684016830466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RkCRP7fJWAI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9xXw8GAkyBk/s320/me+and+kimmie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was SO my idea. Haha. LETS PROMOTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;buy one aisyah and get one kimmie for FREE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahahhaaha. i found it in some rack. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RkCRP7fJWBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/cuQCHAZ7tp8/s1600-h/us+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062205684016830482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RkCRP7fJWBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/cuQCHAZ7tp8/s320/us+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suhai with dora and spongebob, raj with barney, kimmie with ernie and me with my darling most cutest sesame street character, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ELMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. okay dokey then. i shall go now. OHOH! and hafidzhin asked me to go learn drums with him during the June hols. I am TOTALLY considering it lah. I asked my mum this morning and she seems rather willing to allow me to attend the lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, good luck to my dear for his math paper 2 and malay paper 2 tomorrow! ill pray for youuuu.xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty then, OFF TO BED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-2465178323015024145?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/2465178323015024145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=2465178323015024145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/2465178323015024145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/2465178323015024145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-was-so-fun-i-was-so-happy-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RkCRPrfJV-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/cQl7nBBFrx8/s72-c/drammaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-5753364993708472320</id><published>2007-05-06T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T07:40:13.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyyy there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6th of MAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Eleven Months Anniversary to me and my darling Zaki.&lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more month to go and we shall be together for a YEAR now!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoooppdeeed&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;aisyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gtg now. Love ya loads sayang.&lt;3333333.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-5753364993708472320?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/5753364993708472320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=5753364993708472320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/5753364993708472320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/5753364993708472320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/05/heyyyy-there-todays-6th-of-may-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-1503682101290171263</id><published>2007-05-01T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T03:47:18.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yellohs!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this week has been a total ache for me. It was a CA week and like yeah, been mugging and stuffs. I have one more paper left though. BLEAH. CSP. I've beeen studying since Saturday. haha. Okay, not really Saturday lah. I think Sunday or Monday.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Labour Day and I just came back from Pasir Ris Park with Jeanette, Dory and Jamie. Lols. We went cycling. So much for wanting to roller blade dory. haha.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I met them at Jily's house. I studied a little bit more of CSP while they were doing their chinese project. I WAS THE JING CHA IN THEIR CLIP!! So watch out everyone. Haha. I was some police (jing cha) telling everyone else about what happened and stuffs. ahah. my trip tehre was worthwile anyways.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we walked to the busstop to take 21 and switch with 403. Haha. We arrived at PRP at aroundddddd, 1.45pm liddat. We rented the bicycles and rode off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Jamie were on the single bike whilst Dory and Jily were sharing the 2 person bike. Lol. I have no idea how one can balance on that. Okay not one lah, two. Haha. We were riding through the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Kak Fadhli with her baby and her husband.(: Lol. Her baby was crying lah cause she didn't want to walk. Then like I approached the baby. And she started crying even more. Lolness. Then all the four of us were trying to like cheer her up but she cried even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER BABY-CURER DORY KHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Yeah, Dory made the baby walk to Kak Fadhli.(: But she was still crying lah. Thennn, we went one whole round around PRP. My thighs and legs were so tired.But yeah. I guess I had to get used to it. I mean, NAPFA is nearing. And I don't think I'm fit. I better start training myself. Go swimming and running again. And play more sports.(: Whoopdeedoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we had an incident with a stupid monkey. Lol. The story went like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cycling up the hill to cross over the bridge when I saw two men like talking to a tree. And I was like whatthehell were they doing? Jily, Dory and jamie were still at the back. Suddenly, a monkey jumped out and chased the guy. But the guy kinda scared the monkey and it stopped moving. Then the guy moved back and the monkey headed for me. And I screamed. DUH!? As Jamie was like next to me, the monkey went after Jamie. Then Jamie screamed and the monkey backed away. Jily and Dory were at the back ready. Jily had some noodles on her bike so I guess the monkey smelt it and it went towards Dory and Jily. THey were screaming like shit. So was I and Jamie. But the monkey still chased them. Dory jumped off the bike and left JIly on the bike. I think she fell and then she ran away. The monkey wanted to steal either Dory's bag or the plastic bag lah. We didnt want it to take our stuff so I went nearer to it and went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GO AWAY YOU!!! AHHHHH!!! GO AWAYYY!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lols, the rest did the same and after a few minutes or seconds, the monkey got scared of us I guess and it went off to climb a tree. Hahaha. (: I think it has gotten such sore ears. Listening to al our screams. But who asked it to come near us in the first place. Loser shits lah that monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOls. I just realised that I prefer wearing jeans than anything else in the world. And polo tees are like my fave clothes. haha. Okay then, Jily injured herself so like yeah. I told Dory to lead the two-person bike but like she couldn't balance so I offered my help. Eventhough I had NO CONFIDENCE at all that I could actually balance two people. Like lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was already 3.30pm and we had to reach the Bicycle Kiosk at like 3.35pm.  So we rushed. Lol. We went the wrong way at first but after that, we sped up. My thighs hurt like hell lah. And I was SO DARN THIRSTY! But I managed to bring Jily and myself back to the kiosk, safely. Dory and Jamie said that we went seriously fast. But I dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dory treated me to ice cream after returning the bikes and then we went home. Lol. And here I am waiting for the Final Destination movie that Im watching to load.(: So, I shall go revise and study my CSP. AGAIN. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-1503682101290171263?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/1503682101290171263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=1503682101290171263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/1503682101290171263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/1503682101290171263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/05/yellohs-well-this-week-has-been-total.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-5433436652045480543</id><published>2007-04-24T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T05:31:40.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a new blogskin, and a new e-mail account. For those who haven't gotten to know it yet, of I haven't added you, my new e-mail account is &lt;a href="mailto:purpleponk@hotmail.com"&gt;purpleponk@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, GOOD NEWS PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TKGSDRAMACLUB GOT GOLD FOR SYF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-I would have done that as big as possible but I think that this is the maximum size.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH!!!! I AM SO EUPHORIC! I AM SO ESTATIC!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came out of my classroom and Navina was there and we were like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DRAMA GOT GOLD!!!!AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN WE HUGGED. AHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I think Drama Club has so bonded. I can't wait for Wednesdays now. I can't wait for Sec4 Farewell. I'm thinking of doing a tribute for the secondary fours. I shall suggest that!(: Wheee. WHOOPDEEDOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;3 DramaSYFEnsemble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-5433436652045480543?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/5433436652045480543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=5433436652045480543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/5433436652045480543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/5433436652045480543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-179543227936720174</id><published>2007-04-22T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T00:47:39.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZOMGZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so into this series of Animoprhs. I'm like so addicted! I shall host all the episodes of season one in my blog so all of you can enjoy it as much as I do! It's like THE BEST show lah. Okay, it's actualy from a book that I've read in Primary school at Morris Allen in Eastpoint. But yeah, it's damn cool lah!(: You should watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Episode One.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.veoh.com/videodetails2.swf?player=" width="540" height="438" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" id="1666557" type="v&amp;permalinkId="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com/"&gt;Online Videos by Veoh.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!(: I'll host one video each week.(: Cause I watch one episode per week. Haha lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-179543227936720174?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/179543227936720174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=179543227936720174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/179543227936720174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/179543227936720174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/04/zomgz-i-am-so-into-this-series-of.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-4261959941451557472</id><published>2007-04-18T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T05:22:16.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omfg. how annoying can blue dressed uniform girls get? omg. get a life man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a normal school day but like seriously bad mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, some people at Macs just can't mind their own business and just HAD to eavsdrop on our conversation like whatever. We know you don't have exciting lives like ours in TKGS, that's why you can't bear to have your own BORING conversation and you had to TRY and engage yourselves with ours. LIKE WHATEVER! GET A LIFE LOSERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like whatever lah. We were like talking about Suhai's friends and she was stating her friends characteristics and she said, number one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said "that was so did not work" to Rawiah. And Suhai like repeated it lah. And we laughed then they were SO EXTRA they added on, second point,"*somethingsomethingIcantremember* and third point "EXTRA." and they laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like whatthell. and kim's hit back was damn cool. she was like, "fourth point, LAME."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we started laughing. And they were like,"omg. their uniform is so lame. they have to put their belts like through hooks but ours is like so much easier to wear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what did we ever do to them to give them the right to say things about our school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Nadiah was like," Oh you know I think it's cool that our school uniform has hooks for the belt to be put through."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they replied,"Omg, I don't think we were talking about their school."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WHAT THE SHIT LAH. F them lah. Ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had Drama and we totally like bitched about them to our drama mates. Gawd, annoying freaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After drama, we were like talking lah. The drama girls. Cause like Raj had some stories to tell. Hahhaha. And then there was this group of TK guys. I think I know one of them. But whatthehell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were like making so much noise and we couldn't even hear ourselves lah. So we spoke louder. AND YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAID!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH SHUDDUP LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wtf. Then they were so mean lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said,"omg, how come the lights are on and it's still dark?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY WERE OBVIOUSLY REFERRING TO RAJ LAH! HOW MEAN IS THAT RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, there was one guy. I dunnoe lah. I'm gonna hate him for life I tell you. But whatever. Asshole. I know they were referring to me cause they said,"Eh, I have to put braces on my teeth!" And they laughed. Freaking shit lah they. ASSES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. And just now, my sister just barged into the room and threw my bag onto the floor. Like wtf. Irritating. What, her stuffs can be put on the bed but MINE CANT LAH. so freakingly unreasonable can. Like whatever. She's like SO AP LAH. She thinks that she's forever right but she isn't. I think like that's why her classmates doesn't like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I'm pissed. I'm like cursing so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever. URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, to the people I mentioned above, GET A FREAKING LIFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-4261959941451557472?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/4261959941451557472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=4261959941451557472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/4261959941451557472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/4261959941451557472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/04/omfg.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-8389816744290027981</id><published>2007-04-16T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T07:54:29.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"can you be with someone when the cornerstone of the relationship is a lie?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a line from our Drama SYF skit. And to think of it, can I? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the definition of friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, friends are meant to be there for you and tell you what's wrong with your attitude and stuffs so that you can improve and like you know, make things better for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Betrayal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the deifinition of betrayal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, betrayal is when someone, who is so-called your friend, turns her back on you and talks behind your back and just puts a face in front of her/him when she/he is around you but she/he doesn't even want to be with you in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt; vs &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Betrayal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I think I'm going thorough a phase of betrayal with you. That refers to a special someone. Whom I thought I trusted so much. And whom I thought enjoyed my company, because I do enjoy yours. I miss you. But yeah, the one time when we got together, this just had to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a bad friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum says, it's just your point of view. But is it fair for me? You judging my character as a friend just based on one incident? What about those other times when we were together? When I was there for you when you needed someone to talk to. What was I then? Just a dog? Whom you use and then throw away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not the only one with problems. I have feelings that tend to get hurt at times. And if I have offended you in anyway, I would like to apologise. I hope you realise how I feel about you, or rather us, soon cause I can't take the pain anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already hurt as it is. I wonder what else is written in that paragraph but I do not wish to know though the urge of knowing more is so strong. Maybe god had a reason for me to read it. Maybe god wants me to improve. Well, I shall. And when I do, I hope it'll impress you. And other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Acceptance and appreciation is all I ask from all my friends. And of coure their trust and friendship. And most definately &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. TPS school rule number 3: love yourself, love your family, love everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I thought the right thing to do, was to trust you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's the use anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-8389816744290027981?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/8389816744290027981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=8389816744290027981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/8389816744290027981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/8389816744290027981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/04/can-you-be-with-someone-when.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-5234112286655993227</id><published>2007-04-12T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T07:25:55.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;WHEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHOOPDEEDOO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DRAMA SYF WAS TODAY AND YES, IT IS FINALLY OVER&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hais. It's saddening though. I'm so gonna miss my sec3 and 4 seniors. I'm gonna miss the bitching sessions. Lol. And all those lame jokes from Michelle, Syazana, Su Ann, Xin Xuan and all the rest. Oh and Michelle and Marissa made this statement about themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"We and M&amp;Ms. We look different but we taste the same."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;LIKE LOLNESS!! Hahaha. Damn funny lah they all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Okay, we'll for the first time in my entire school life, I woke up at 5.30am!!! Whhheee.(: And got ready for school and I reached school at 6.30am!(: Haha. Went to the Studio and saw Marissa eating the buns outside. Lol. And she greeted me with a bun. So cute right.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I went up to the makeup room to see everyone getting ready. So I put on my costume and pinned up my hair for makeup with Mrs Chua when Fezra came and did minee!(: Haha. I think she's good. Lorraine and Sheena helped her. So everyone was like, "Wah Aisyah, superstar ah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Haha.(: And thennn, by 7am, everyone was ready!!! We were all so excited and hyped up! I know I was!!(: So we got out of the Studio, to board the bus then I saw Ami and Putri! They wished us good luck!&lt;33.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And when like we were wearing our shoes right, Xin Xuan was talking to her friend about us, the pyramid girls or rather&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; CHEERLEADERS&lt;/span&gt;!. She said that we did the pyramid for like 3 counts and we were ready unlike other people. Lol. Like the cheerleaders in the cheerleading competition and stuffs. Lolllll. But yeah, I think it was a great compliment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We boarded the bus and waved to everyone. Aisyah(senior) was saying to us, well indirectly to the crowd outside&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;,"HAHA you got school we done't have!"&lt;/span&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Then in the bus, everyone was like facing their faces to the air con so that our make-up didn't fade. Totally Ms Izrina's idea!! Hahaha. And everyone was taking photos. Knowing me, I was inserting myself in every pic taken. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We did warm ups. And soon after, we reached ACSB! Everyone was jumping out of the bus. Hanis was taking videos of the different exits for everyone. LOL. hahaha. But it was so fun lah really. We went into the Music Block and we saw Tampines Secondary there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I saw our TPS friends, Amalina and Syafiqah I think. LOl. I waved at them and there was this guy. Loved his outfit lah! He was one of the backstage crews. He had this black and green specks which were nice and I loved his green skinny jeans!&lt;33.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Okay hm, the warm ups were fine.(: Hahaha. FUN LAH OKAY!! We saw Mr Matt come in and we were all clapping and stuffs. I'm so happy lah. We did so much stuffs together. I think we were very bonded.((: We were so hyped up!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And finally, it was our turn. We got the props ready, tested the lighting and the cast members were rehearsing their lines. Everyone was saying that they weren't nervous. They were having fun.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Our play went so well. I was so excited!!! HAhaha. Our scene 2, the circus act was up! And our pyramid went so well and soooooonnnnnnnnn it was time for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DRUMMING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I felt great.(((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;After that, we all went together to the bus and this was what Mr Matt told us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"One of the judges told me that my male leads were good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And like YEAHH! The judges actually thought that we were a mixed schooollll!!!!!!!!!!! LIKE ZOMGZ!!!! I am SO HAPPY FOR US!!! AHHHHH! Yeah and like one of the judges actually thought of asking some of our cast members to go study at NAFPA(Nanyang Academy For Performing Arts). LIKE HOW COOL IS THAT!?!?!?!?!!?!! And one of the judges also said that the gap from our school to the others were ENOURMOUS and he wanted to promote Mr Matt to a higher post.((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEEE! ALL HAIL MR MATT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DRAMA SYF ROCKS MY SOCKS!&lt;/span&gt; Okay not only SYF lah, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DRAMA CLUB ROCKS MY SOCKS!!!(:&lt;/span&gt; WHEEEEEE! Okay then, I shall go do homework now. TOodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-5234112286655993227?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/5234112286655993227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=5234112286655993227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/5234112286655993227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/5234112286655993227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/04/wheeeeee-whoopdeedoo-drama-syf-was.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-8277918625445524151</id><published>2007-04-11T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T06:30:08.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HEYYYAAA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;THIS POST IS GONNA BE ALL IN CAPS CAUSE I AM SUPERLY DUPERLY EXCITED FOR TOMORROW!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DRAMA SYF IS TOMORROWW!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I REALLY HOPE THAT WE WILL GET A GOLD WITH HONOURS!! I REALLY HOPE WE WILL PULL THROUGH. I THINK OUR CAST HAS DONE SO MUCH WORK AND WE HAVE GONE SO FAR TOGETHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;WE DID PRAYERS JUST NOW AND GUESS WHAT! I HELD MR MATT'S HAND. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;TODAY'S REHARSAL WAS FINE. EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT SOME OF THEM DIDN'T REALLY GIVE ALL THEIR ENERGY. I THINK CAUSE SOME OF THEM ARE SICK SO CAN'T BLAME THEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;AND GUESS WHAT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SITI AISYAH&lt;/span&gt;, WILL BE PLAYING THE SNARE DRUM FOR DRAMA SYF TOMORROW!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HOW EXCITING IS THAT!?!??!! I WAS SO EXCITED THAT WHEN MR MATT CALLED ME UP I WAS PRACTICALLY JUMPING UP AND DOWN!! AND WHEN I HIT THE DRUMS, MY BEATS WERE RATHER FAR FROM EACH OTHER SO THE DRUMROLL DIDN'T SOUND NICE AND I SAID LOL. AND MR MATT AND SYIQIN LAUGHED. LOL. OKAY. HAHA. I AM SO EXCITED THAT I CAN'T STOP TYPING. BUT YEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I HAVE TONS OF WORK TO DO AND I HAVE SO LITTLE TIME. I DID LITERATURE TRAILER YESTERDAY UNTIL 1.30AM AND I WASN'T REALLY THAT SLEEPY. BUT I WAS SLEEPY LAH. LOL. YANA WAS SAYING THAT I WAS YAWNING SINCE MORNING, WHICH I WAS. I PLAN TO SLEEP EARLY TODAYYY.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;OKAY THEN. I THINK THAT'S ALL. I BETTER GET BACK TO WORK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALL THE BEST TO DRAMA SYF!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&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/20172802-8277918625445524151?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/8277918625445524151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=8277918625445524151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/8277918625445524151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/8277918625445524151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/04/heyyyaaa-this-post-is-gonna-be-all-in.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-1277643916117781289</id><published>2007-04-05T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T09:12:18.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the 6th of April todayyyyyyyyyyyyy. And it's 12.11am according to my computer clock and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*DRUMROLL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Ten Months Anniversary my darling prince charming.&lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thens. I wanna go sleep. Lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-1277643916117781289?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/1277643916117781289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=1277643916117781289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/1277643916117781289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/1277643916117781289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-6th-of-april-todayyyyyyyyyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-7641903287589622598</id><published>2007-03-30T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T23:58:39.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's Ami's birthday and my darling sent a msg to her for me and himself! Haha lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMIRAH HANIS BTE MOHD NOOR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(she likes purple.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today's been a real sucker. Okay the early part lah. Cause it's only like 2.30pm right now. I can't eat properly cause of my braces. They hurt like hell. It's so numb. I really hope the pain will go away soon. Anyways, yesterday was sports day and yeah, I ran. But my team lost. And it's all because of me lah. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, we sat for our History test for the first period and hm, I think it went okay lah. I'm just scared that I'll like not do well. Hais. Next week there's SPA and History test. Like wahlao. Mrs Chua changed our seats and the seating arrangement in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Liyana, Zhi Jun and Jia Xuan look like a panel of judges right at the back of the class lah can. And it's so hard to move for CAs. It's gonna take so much time to arrange everything. But whatever. I think my seat is okay lah. I'm still sitting beside Sha Dee and heh, Yana. But Yana's gonna be talking to Zhi Jun alot more than me but whatthehey, she has her own life to lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next period was Math and Mdm Surayah's reactions are always cute! She was like, why are you arranged this way?? And she made that super ahdorable face!&lt;33. Okay, we did some math revision and like yeah. It was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was Mother Tongue and we had to do that forum thingy at the cybermelayu website. Lame lah but it was fine. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went straight to the dentist after that. Ahh.(: I got to see Dr Yong!!&lt;33. He's so cute lahhh. I looove the way he talks. Erm, he let me pick the colour for my braces and yep, he did what he was supposed to do. Hais.(: I'm soo looking forward to my next appointment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, met up with Suhai, Kim, Yana and Marge to buy Amimi's birthday cake. We cabbed to Bedok Stadium and lol, we surprised Ami with her cake!!! Haha lol. I can't believe I brought her to the toilet just because of that. Like LOL! Okay then Sports Day started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained for like awhile. But it didn't dampen our class spirit! I think our class did really well. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We WERE THE CLASS BANNER CHAMPIONS! WHEEE!&lt;33.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the events were over, the first half lah. We had a break and the cheerleading competition took place.(: They were really nice! Hm, after that we had mass dancing, which really tired me out.): So I was kinda nervous to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our event came. The 4x400m runners I mean. And I was so scared. Margaret wanted to be the first runner so I switched with her. Being the last runner was so sscary. The other runners looked to athletic lah.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The horn went and Margaret ran and passsed the baton to Elsa, who passed the baton to Liyana. Liyana overtook the second last runner so we were like not last, but when it was my turn to run, Marissa overtook me. So like yeah, hais. I was dissapointed. At the last 100m, I heard my classmates cheer me on. Great though. And I heard Nabilah Isa. Haha. So nice. But yeah, I was dissapointed so I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elsa said sorry but I told her it wasn't her fault. She started crying too. Hais. I can't remember who brought me over to the cheerleading spot there but thanks for comforting me. And thank you Arra for hugging me and making me feel better. Thanks for making me laugh. And thank you Ami for lending me your shoulder to cry on. And thank you Liyana for trying to make me stop crying cause I didn't want you to be sad. And thank you Dory for being there in the toilet to dry my face off. And the rest of you too. Sorry if I didn't write your names down. Thank you all.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, took pictures with the class and Filzah and Rury I think. Lols. So yeah, that's about Sports Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, I met up with Varun like LOL! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thatttt, went to the airport with my cousin and my mum to eat ice cream but my teeth hurt so I only drank Chocolate Ice Blended from Coffee Bean. And I'm like supposed to be at TPS right now for the Alumni meeting but sobs. I don't feel like going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I can't believe Zainal called me. Heh. K then, toodles. I wanna go finish up my homework and study and read my Clique book!(: taraa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-7641903287589622598?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/7641903287589622598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=7641903287589622598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/7641903287589622598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/7641903287589622598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/03/todays-amis-birthday-and-my-darling.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-94665646376606177</id><published>2007-03-28T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:50:56.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol. I am currently in the school computer lab. We are doing this stupid Malay Forum at cybermelayu.com. But it's like damn lame lah. Lol. I'm thinking of what to say. So like whattthehell. Lol. And one note! I AM SO ADDICTED to the word LOL!! Hahah. Lol. See see? Lol. Okay hm, nothing much has been happening but one thingy of my want list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IVE GOT MY BRACES!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. And like I got them on the 23rd March! Hahah. Lol. I'm going again to do my braces like add colour and stuffs. Whee. I HEART DR YONG! He rules lah. He's so cute. And when he talks, I have to like lie down on the bed and like wheeee. I can see his teeth! it's so cute! It's like rabbit buck teeth but it's like funnnn to look at it.&lt;333.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeee. and I just got KISSED! yesterday lah. Hehehehehe. I love you dear.&lt;33. Ok lol. I have nothing else to say. My cousin's birthday just passed and I told him that I bought him a present but lol I don't have a single thing to give him and he's been asking me for it. Loooolll. Okay. K lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS DRAMA SYF REHEARSAL AT ACSB!! AHHH. Oh there was this kid with buck teeth. And I thought he was damn cute lah! As in adorable cute.(: Then you know what he did??? He showed us the middle finger siaaa. Like wahttthehell. Haha. LOl. and mr matt like reprimanded him and he cried. So sadddening right. but Xin Xuan said that he deserved it. And there was this other kid who kept kicking Su Ann. And ms izrina scolded him klike jokingly and he ran away. LOOLL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm i love the auditorium!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And suhaila just reminded me that i actually put make up for like the WHOLE face for the FIRST TIME in my LIFE!!! Like LOLLL! it was so disgusting. I wanted to sctrach my face for rather my forehead but like I couldn't cause sobsob, there was irrritating MAKeUP! BLEAHH. But it was rather cool lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I can't remember what to say anymore. K lah. Buhbyes!&lt;33.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-94665646376606177?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/94665646376606177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=94665646376606177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/94665646376606177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/94665646376606177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/03/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-555476421379153839</id><published>2007-03-03T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T00:06:40.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was quite fun. Hahaa. Due to the fact that I had madrasah todaayyy.(: Anyways, I slept at my granny's house last night. And it was a real nice sleep. Like seriously. I've never slept so nicely these past few days. My bed's really irritating me. And my pillow is so soft that when I put my head on it, it'll just sink and my neck will ache when I wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, last night, when I was about to fall asleep cause the mattress was so nice and comfy, my granny started talking to me about my parents. So I talked to her for awhile. Then the next time I was about to fall asleep, she started talking to me about my uncle in Johor, Kuala Lumpur and Terengganu. Like so random right. Then she told me all about her childhood. Total randomness lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I had to entertain her lah. See, nice nice me.(: Then, I WOKE MYSELF UP!(: I feel so achieved lah can. Wheee. Lalalallalaa. Hrumpfh, I just got to know from Akiff that Liverpool lost to Man United but waddehell. It was only by one goal lah. I bet if there was more time, Liverpool would have won like totally lah can. To Aishah, Man U won just by nasib cannnn. Hrumpfh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hm, after that, went to eat prata at Simpang Bedok and headed off for madrasah. Laallalaa.(: Arrived at the staircase and didn't see Fatin and Aida's shoe so I panicked. Haha. But I went up anyways. Due to the fact that Fatin's like always early and I'm usually late, I saw Fatin's head and went in and BOOed her. Wheeeeee.(: Hurhurhur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was in an emo mood so just talked crapp to her. About Social Life, heh, and whatever nots. Then, Aida came with stories about Ice Cream and CandyBoy!(: Hahaha. And hahahaa. We took some super lame pics with aida's umbrella stuffs. Check it outs.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rep9GWEGF3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/7FyPXh02j6A/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037976681122764658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rep9GWEGF3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/7FyPXh02j6A/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Aidaaaaa.(: See, my hand was super bloated with air. Heh.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rep9GWEGF4I/AAAAAAAAAIM/9S3fwuBtIHk/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037976681122764674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rep9GWEGF4I/AAAAAAAAAIM/9S3fwuBtIHk/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aida and Fatin.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rep9GmEGF5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/RdxnVyTJZq4/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037976685417731986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rep9GmEGF5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/RdxnVyTJZq4/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fatin and meeee.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were hungry I guess. EAT AIR!(: Wkakaka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K thens, I wanna go do peewee now. Buhbyessss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-555476421379153839?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/555476421379153839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=555476421379153839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/555476421379153839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/555476421379153839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rep9GWEGF3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/7FyPXh02j6A/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-7813737467686432352</id><published>2007-03-02T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T19:56:19.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Introducing to you, the SYF pyramid girls!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejv6mEGFyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/sP1Oyj2_UiQ/s1600-h/DSC00462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037539973143074594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejv6mEGFyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/sP1Oyj2_UiQ/s320/DSC00462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanis, Kim and me. Haha. Only three lah.(: The rest didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejv62EGFzI/AAAAAAAAAF0/FZUileA2T34/s1600-h/DSC00213.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejv7GEGF0I/AAAAAAAAAF8/-261nqF3zgg/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037539981733009218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejv7GEGF0I/AAAAAAAAAF8/-261nqF3zgg/s320/DSC00411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Nad, Kim and Hanis. Before the SYF pyramid training on Friday. Jesslyn and Emmeline didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejv7WEGF1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/N0Yh-iWad9E/s1600-h/DSC00463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037539986027976530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejv7WEGF1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/N0Yh-iWad9E/s320/DSC00463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the airport. Sis, mum and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejv7mEGF2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/V9m-DZVfe1M/s1600-h/DSC00465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037539990322943842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejv7mEGF2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/V9m-DZVfe1M/s320/DSC00465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out mum's working schedule!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I am up early today!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, basically cause I had to send my grandad home. Hais.): My parents have left for France already. They left yesterday and I'm feeling so very down. I miss my mummy alreadyy.): This is like my FIRST EVER time being in Singapore alone, well not that drastic lah with my siblings, without my parents. It's seriously weird lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and my sis sent them off to Changi Airport yesterday night. I escorted my mum and dad into the car. Hahaa. My sis was driving lah. I was listening to my burned cd inside the car. It was my old cds lah. Suhaylah helped me burn them, like when we were still in Tampines Primary. Hahaaa. Okay that was a seriously long time ago. Anyways, the song I'll Be Missing You was playing. And my mood totally dampened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was super hyper during Drama so like, total mood change yesterday night.): We dropped my parents off at the airport while me and my sis went to park the car. We walked to the departure hall only to know that my bro wasn't coming. Hais. I was so dissapointed in him lah. What more for my mum. Hais. Then after they checked in and stuffs, my dad's friend and his wife were like pushing their cart and stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my dad started to reprimand my mum for not giving my sis the house key but in the first place he was the one who said that he was going to give the keys to my sis lah. So irritating can he. He always thinks he's the only one who's right. Bleah. He has to look at himself in the mirror lah. He doesn't even like stay home and bond with us unlike mum and whenever he comes home he just complains and stuffs. He never knows what I do when he's not around what. And what, whenever he's at home which is only at night I HAVE to always study issit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He expects me to study 24 hours issit? School's been taking up so much of my time. And I have to have time for myself what. That's why I watch Prison Break at night and use the phone. Í do my homework when I reach home in the afternoon. And I sleep late cause I have projects to finish. And whenever I wake up feeling sleepy, my mum will blame me for sleeping late. And whenever I sleep early, she doesn't say anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And nowadays, I've been so busy. I've got cheerleading, SYF training, CSP, banner competition and sports heats. Hais. I've been having body aches lately cause of cheerleading practices. Hais. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the airport now, I told my dad to get off my mum's chest cause they were just about to go on a honeymoon and like he starts it off with this? What is wrong with him. Bleah. And then, they had to go already so I hugged my mummy and started crying. Hugged my dad too. My dad went inside the thingy first. Then I hugged my mum again. My sis shared the hug too. And we were like, "we don't want you to goo." Then my mum was like,"Take care of nenek for me. And pray that I'll come back safely." She shed some tears too. Hais. I'm started to tear now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss her lah. One day down, nine days to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I said that I would blog about my zoo trip right? So here goes. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;24th February 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was my uncle's birthday so we decided to spend it at the zoo. My aunt made Nasi Lemak and she enthusiatiscally brought it to the zoo! Haha. We met up at 8 plus am. And when I reached the zoo, I came out from the car and guess who I saw!?!?! Totally unbelievable. Heh. The most famous, Mrs. W. BLEAH. I was so freaked that I called Suhai and Yana to rant my feelings out. Hahaaa. Anyways, after that, we went in to pass our tickets.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and my cousins took a pic at the Ben and Jerry's place first!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejl8mEGFbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QohvHvcEmJE/s1600-h/DSC03066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037529012386534834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejl8mEGFbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QohvHvcEmJE/s320/DSC03066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fauzi, the cow, me and Lutfi. Haha.(:&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&gt;After that, we went to take a pic at this really nice waterfall.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejl82EGFcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Zb_M2PhKMbE/s1600-h/DSC03068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037529016681502146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejl82EGFcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Zb_M2PhKMbE/s320/DSC03068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lutfi, Amirah, me and Fauzi. Cousins forevaaaa.&lt;33.&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next up was at this seriously cool jeep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejl9GEGFdI/AAAAAAAAADE/7M7iCwh5c8c/s1600-h/DSC03069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037529020976469458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejl9GEGFdI/AAAAAAAAADE/7M7iCwh5c8c/s320/DSC03069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lutfi( with the blue plastic bag containing HELLO PANDA!!!), Fauzi, Amirah and mee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're setting off to the Safarii.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we walked around. Listened to like all the animal talks. We had a seriously fun timeee.(: Oh and there was this otter which was so attention seeking. I took a video of it. Hahaaa. But I don't think I can host it. Haha. The day at the zoo was fun. Like seriously. I got to know alot of facts. And I got wet during the Animal show cause I sat in front. Hahaaa.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejl9WEGFeI/AAAAAAAAADM/kzci9pYKiIE/s1600-h/DSC03076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037529025271436770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejl9WEGFeI/AAAAAAAAADM/kzci9pYKiIE/s320/DSC03076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amirah and me trying seriously hard to push that cart! Hahaa.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejl9mEGFfI/AAAAAAAAADU/iYrYtoy198o/s1600-h/DSC03078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037529029566404082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejl9mEGFfI/AAAAAAAAADU/iYrYtoy198o/s320/DSC03078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty little sleeping flamingos.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejoZ2EGFgI/AAAAAAAAADc/_Srs-m5OYl4/s1600-h/DSC03080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037531713920964098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejoZ2EGFgI/AAAAAAAAADc/_Srs-m5OYl4/s320/DSC03080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My uncle, Fauzi, mum, dad and Lutfi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting for my aunt to come out from the toilet. Hahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejoaGEGFhI/AAAAAAAAADk/jB3zI60lso4/s1600-h/DSC03081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037531718215931410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejoaGEGFhI/AAAAAAAAADk/jB3zI60lso4/s320/DSC03081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cute but huge Inuka the Polar Bear!&lt;33.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejoamEGFiI/AAAAAAAAADs/9HxlaMQ3YWQ/s1600-h/DSC03084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037531726805866018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejoamEGFiI/AAAAAAAAADs/9HxlaMQ3YWQ/s320/DSC03084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fauzi, Amirah, my uncle, my aunt, Lutfi, mum and dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eating in the so-called AIR CONDITIONED room. Haha. See the nasi lemak??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejobGEGFkI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oOnijoaI2OM/s1600-h/DSC03096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037531735395800642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejobGEGFkI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oOnijoaI2OM/s320/DSC03096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leopard of cheetah?? Haha. Answer, cheetah. Cheetah's spots are flowery whilst the spots of a leopard is circular.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejqOGEGFlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/VXS4-9y-qFQ/s1600-h/DSC03102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037533711080756818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejqOGEGFlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/VXS4-9y-qFQ/s320/DSC03102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beautifully shaped giraffe tree! Haha. Nice righttt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejqOmEGFmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/vkD0a0clGB4/s1600-h/DSC03103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037533719670691426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejqOmEGFmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/vkD0a0clGB4/s320/DSC03103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The crocodile. Okay for those people who understand malay, check this out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My uncle said this to me," Tu aisyah. Ibu dengan ayah."(pointing to the cage).And I was freaked cause I thought my parents went inside and I was like,"maner??maner??". And my uncle said this,"Tu lah. Ibu dengan Ayah. BuAya." OMG. LAME RIGHT!?! Haahaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejqPGEGFoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cObZ4jxxvTU/s1600-h/DSC03114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037533728260626050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejqPGEGFoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cObZ4jxxvTU/s320/DSC03114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Lutfi, Amirah and Fauzi and that ugly big nosed monkey. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In monkey terms, the bigger the nose, the more girlfriends you get!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejqPWEGFpI/AAAAAAAAAEk/jMfTSZzmYbY/s1600-h/DSC03115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037533732555593362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejqPWEGFpI/AAAAAAAAAEk/jMfTSZzmYbY/s320/DSC03115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lutfi, me, Amirah and Fauzi. The horse carraige was so nice. But we didn't get to ride it cause it was so expensive lah.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejswmEGFqI/AAAAAAAAAEs/n9vheyKeDVU/s1600-h/DSC03116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037536502809499298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejswmEGFqI/AAAAAAAAAEs/n9vheyKeDVU/s320/DSC03116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty pony! I likeee.&lt;33.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejsxGEGFrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5mFZq9YooKM/s1600-h/DSC03119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037536511399433906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejsxGEGFrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5mFZq9YooKM/s320/DSC03119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lutfi's body, mum, dad, aunt and uncle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tired out from walking the whole day.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejsxWEGFsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ewHUKZVqlqM/s1600-h/DSC03122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037536515694401218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejsxWEGFsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ewHUKZVqlqM/s320/DSC03122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fauzi, Lutfi, Amirah and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: what's in there??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amirah: bleah im tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fauzi: look look!*pointing into the well*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lutfi: hais, another photoo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAhahahaaha. lame meee.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejsx2EGFtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/8CsQtVEnPLQ/s1600-h/DSC03123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037536524284335826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejsx2EGFtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/8CsQtVEnPLQ/s320/DSC03123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fauzi, mum, Lutfi, Amirah and me. Nice garden right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejszGEGFuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AhW-pZZrrHc/s1600-h/DSC03126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037536545759172322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejszGEGFuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AhW-pZZrrHc/s320/DSC03126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lutfi, Fauzi, Amirah and meee.(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love them all.&lt;33.&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejudWEGFwI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uX0waNq-EEg/s1600-h/DSC03130.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Before and after of the Komali's foootprint!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejuc2EGFvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2edcxYfTBM8/s1600-h/DSC03131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037538362530338546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejuc2EGFvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2edcxYfTBM8/s320/DSC03131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejudWEGFwI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uX0waNq-EEg/s1600-h/DSC03130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037538371120273154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RejudWEGFwI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uX0waNq-EEg/s320/DSC03130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Mum's New Balance shoe, Dad's sports shoe dunnoe what brand, Fauzi's Fila red shoe, My Converse Shoe and Lutfi's Fila sandal.(:&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/20172802-7813737467686432352?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/7813737467686432352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=7813737467686432352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/7813737467686432352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/7813737467686432352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/03/introducing-to-you-syf-pyramid-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/Rejv6mEGFyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/sP1Oyj2_UiQ/s72-c/DSC00462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-3714749038706425329</id><published>2007-02-28T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T01:36:11.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm pissed off right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super drenched, but I'm drying myself up. I'm dizzy like hell. I'm aching all over. I'm feeling heat all over my body. And you wanna know why? Tell you two words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID TEACHERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like whatthehell ah they. It was raining like shit just now and they still expected us to turn up for the Sports Heats. Are they like out of their minds? Even when we left the school to GO to VJ, it was already raining like nothing lah. And they still asked us to report for Heats. I did understand that maybe the weather would get better and stuffs then we can run ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when we ARRIVED at VJ, it started raining again lah. Like whatthe&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fcuk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was drizzling at first, you might think it was okay to run but the track was like filled with PUDDLES and it's obvious that we can run in puddles right. Well guess what, the EVER SO SMART teachers, all protected from the rain with raincoats and umbrellas, asked us to run. Like what is their freaking problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us were super pissed ah. Although we didn't run, but like the sec ones were made to run IN THE HEAVY RAIN. We couldn't stand it ah. So me, Liyana, Jamie and Cheryl went to protest. We wanted to find Mr See but we couldn't find him so we protested to Ms Pak(however how you spell her name lah but he's the lady who'forever with Mr See). And she made that I-can't-do-anything look. Like waddehell lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cursing like shit right now. I was super pissed ah. Even when Ameera, my drama junior talked to me, I just ignored her. Like whatever lah. I was frowning and I didn't feel like talking to anyone ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever mans. The teachers were so mean to the sec ones. Two groups of sec ones ran 400m lah. 400M! From this, I conclude, that the teachers of TKGS are so uncaring for the students welfare ah. Even in the annoucement, Mrs Kong, the person whos supposedly made the announcement, said herself that IF the weather clears THEN we can run. And now, they're like AGAINST their own rules. Like whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like, there was thunder and everything ah. And they still made the sec ones ran. LIKE WHATTHEHELL!?!?!??!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loserfied teachers. And like when we ended protesting then they FINALLY knocked some sense into their brains. They released us due to the HEAVY RAIN. Like they took THAT long to realise that it was raining heavily. Like whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, after that the other eighters went to talk to Mr See. Okay, I shall type in a different language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu, si budak duduk sebelah Suhaila dalam kelas gi cakap yang kiter semuer tak leh lari dalam hujan pasal dorang semuer pakai cermin mate abe tu tak leh nampak clearly ah. Abe tu, kiter semuer macam back her up ah. Lepas tu, dier buat kerje bodoh sial. After dah protest nak mauts, dier gi lari dalam hujan! APE KE TAK BODOH tu!?!?! Macam siak jer gi lari. ABe nampaksah cikgu mengamok ah. Abe tu, dier gi sprint ah. Lari dengan satu budak nie. Abe tu, kalau dier tak menang takpe ah. Tapi dier menang ah. Macam mepeks seh. Abe tu si cikgu kacang tu gi berbual ngan dier ah. Beloh sah. Bodoh nyer budak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I was in the bus, alone cause me, Kim and Yana stopped at Tanah Merah Interchange and like went our separate ways. I sat in the bus with my mp3 at full blast. And those people who know me well enough would know that I would never listen to loud music. I would ask them to lower it down. Especially Suhai and Ayu. They would know. But I was so freaking pissed today that I just turned it on and presssed the volume button to the max. I was listening to MCR's Famous Last Words and Fall Out Boy's This Ain't A Scence, It's an Arms Race. My current favourite songs at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I indulged and drowned myself in the sound of the drums. I bet you, if I had a drumset at home, I would beat like shit man. Hrumpfh. Conclusion for today, I'm damn effing pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get yourself involved in anything stupid like this man. Utter stupidity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-3714749038706425329?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/3714749038706425329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=3714749038706425329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/3714749038706425329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/3714749038706425329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-pissed-off-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-4704249331029591017</id><published>2007-02-26T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T21:22:58.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyyasss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in school right now. Listening to some guy telling us how good blogger is. Heh. He is ENCOURAGING us to BLOG! WHEE. I love this teacher. He rules. hahaa. &lt;33. Anyways, I havent been updating alot. I shall soon! Very soon. Ive just been very tired and mostly dizzy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, PRISON BREAK rules! AHH. Scofield is gonna make out with Sara in the toilet!! They're gonna do it in episode 16!! Hahaahaaa. SO random right. Okay. Hm, I shall blog about my uncle's birthday celebrations at the zoo!(: Guess who I met!! AHHH. Unbelieveable one lahhhh. hahahaha. Im like typing super fast right now. so if there is any mistakes in grammar, or speeling, I am so very very SORRY!(: hahahaaaaaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehh. Okay, THE WILLIAM is coming right now. So I wanna go ready. TOODLES. I SHALL blog very veery VERY SOON! hehehhehe. Okay thennn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;3zaza!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-4704249331029591017?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/4704249331029591017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=4704249331029591017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/4704249331029591017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/4704249331029591017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/02/heyyyasss.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-2141735389160204775</id><published>2007-02-20T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T03:32:15.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;a THUMBS UP to today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Today was just the most awesome-est day evaa!&lt;33.&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heh. So much for waiting, I left the house even before my parents came home. Hahaha. So lame laahh.(: Wakakaka. Listened to my mp3 in the bus and thought that I was going to be late so smsed dear that I'd be late. Hehehehee.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I arrived, we walked to GV Tampines and guess what. The que was like damn long lah. So we decided to go watch at Shaw Century instead. Haha. And thank goodness that there was no que at all lah. Wakakaa.(: Hehe. He was so sweet to pay for the tickets!&lt;33.&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After eating, we went off to the theatre. He was like asking me if I wanted popcorn but I was like uber full after my meal so I said I didn't want. So he bought a medium popcorn. Haha. But in the end, we shared the popcorn. The movie was SO LAME LAH CAN! Owh, we watched Epic Movie. We were like laughing like nothing mannss. It was so darn freaking lammmeeee. But it was funny. And hehee, I leaned my head onto his and that lasted for about hm, ten minutes? Haha. I was so nervous lah can.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went off after watching the movie. Took ten and dropped at Simpang. Oh, there was like little kid, SO CUTEEE! Hahaaaa. Okay anyways, when we reached simpang, I so wanted him to take nine home lah if it came first, which it always did, cause like he'd be late and stuffs. But then two came first. Heh. It was crowded so I wanted to wait for the other bus to arrive. While waiting, nine came along and he was so cute lah can. He sanggup walk all the way behind that big board. And nice me followed him. Haha. It was such a lame moment.(: We took two anyways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sat at the back in the bus and he was showing me his phone's pictures and stuffs. Hahaa. And there was this UBER cute picture of him that I wanted him to put at his wallpaper. But he so mean lah.): He was like pulling the phone away from me seyys. ): Hahaha. I did manage though! But he changed it back to Iman's picture, which was so cute and pretty!(: I'm jealous so I shan't brag about it. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, I walked home and changed to my other shirt to get ready for the high tea at Carousel. It was so nice and fun! We took loads and loads of pictures. Me and my bro were like tasting all those foriegn stuffs. Hahaha. Like sushi and raw salmon and scones and some other stuffs. Haha. Okay, here's the pics! Enjoyy.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrUrNGhgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7SjnHo9a4ms/s1600-h/DSC03027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033569372256436498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrUrNGhgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7SjnHo9a4ms/s320/DSC03027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zubaid&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ah&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;isyah (Zubaidah, Ahmad, Aisyah)&lt;br /&gt;Bro, me, sis. The awesome threesome!&lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrUrdGhgSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fdjAlLS2nPE/s1600-h/DSC03028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033569376551403810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrUrdGhgSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fdjAlLS2nPE/s320/DSC03028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad, me, mum and sis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out dad's super beloh-ed face mannn. Haha. Super LAUGHABLE face. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrUrtGhgTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6mel2vKyR5c/s1600-h/DSC03031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033569380846371122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrUrtGhgTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6mel2vKyR5c/s320/DSC03031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum and mee.&lt;33.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrWGtGhgUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qqeM4BcxVH4/s1600-h/DSC03033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033570944214466882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrWGtGhgUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qqeM4BcxVH4/s320/DSC03033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Candid pic of me.(sis's job) Eating chocolate fondeau.&lt;33!&lt;br /&gt;"deliciouso!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrWG9GhgVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8yUAik9U4P8/s1600-h/DSC03036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033570948509434194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrWG9GhgVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8yUAik9U4P8/s320/DSC03036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis and me.&lt;br /&gt;"I look so darn spastic and sleepy lah can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrWHNGhgWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/yZUUj9zCzpo/s1600-h/DSC03037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033570952804401506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrWHNGhgWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/yZUUj9zCzpo/s320/DSC03037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, bro and dad.&lt;br /&gt;Heh. I bet dad's looking at the food. Hehehehe. :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrWHdGhgXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Uz0Zy-4i3Hg/s1600-h/DSC03039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033570957099368818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrWHdGhgXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Uz0Zy-4i3Hg/s320/DSC03039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum, sis and meee. &lt;33. The ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrXvdGhgYI/AAAAAAAAABE/9tb459N-o_w/s1600-h/DSC03043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033572743805763970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrXvdGhgYI/AAAAAAAAABE/9tb459N-o_w/s320/DSC03043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, bro and mum. A super candid pic.(Sis's job)&lt;br /&gt;I was playing with the pepper and salt thingy, super cool lah! you turn for pepper and you shake for salt. I was so amazed. Bro and mum were in a conversation. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrXv9GhgZI/AAAAAAAAABM/FMbIh5kEqIM/s1600-h/DSC03047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033572752395698578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrXv9GhgZI/AAAAAAAAABM/FMbIh5kEqIM/s320/DSC03047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis, me and bro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SPASTIC FACES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrXwNGhgaI/AAAAAAAAABU/OGUdPrS8GqQ/s1600-h/DSC03054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033572756690665890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrXwNGhgaI/AAAAAAAAABU/OGUdPrS8GqQ/s320/DSC03054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis, dad, bro, mum and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ONE BIG HAPPY FAMILY!&lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrXwdGhgbI/AAAAAAAAABc/gDWZfOKyIxk/s1600-h/DSC03056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033572760985633202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrXwdGhgbI/AAAAAAAAABc/gDWZfOKyIxk/s320/DSC03056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis, bro and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Picture perfect moments.&lt;33!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrY49GhgdI/AAAAAAAAABs/UHCdjjr94UM/s1600-h/DSC03063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033574006526149074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrY49GhgdI/AAAAAAAAABs/UHCdjjr94UM/s320/DSC03063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, sis and bro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The absolute hotties!&lt;33.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrY5NGhgeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/G_x3jZ-h3P8/s1600-h/DSC03062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033574010821116386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrY5NGhgeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/G_x3jZ-h3P8/s320/DSC03062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis, me, mum and dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wheeeee.xD!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrXwtGhgcI/AAAAAAAAABk/gv0xTFZASZA/s1600-h/DSC03061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033572765280600514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrXwtGhgcI/AAAAAAAAABk/gv0xTFZASZA/s320/DSC03061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis, mum, me, bro and dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A wonderful ending to our happy lunch at Carousel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. That's all for today. toodles!&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/20172802-2141735389160204775?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/2141735389160204775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=2141735389160204775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/2141735389160204775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/2141735389160204775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/02/thumbs-up-to-today-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/RdrUrNGhgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7SjnHo9a4ms/s72-c/DSC03027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-4089564733028143067</id><published>2007-02-16T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T04:31:47.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyy!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to blogg! Haha. Been real busy lately. Mugging for the stupid CONCENTRATED CA week. Bleah. Totally loser-fied school manns. Anyways, got back my English compo! And guess what! I actually got an A2 for English! Haha. So UNexpected and UNme right. Hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the past few days were okay. Nothing much really happened. Just a whole bunch of CAs and stress. Bleah. Today I felt like crap. I didn't want to come to school. It was like the FIRST and ONLY time that the thought oh PONNING school came into my head. But too bad, I can't. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came into class and like said hie to everyone who were in class. Hugged Ami, Kim and Dory. But I noticed that Yana and Suhai weren't in class. So I asked Ami to follow me down to 1e8 to post my letter. We brought along Dory and Kim too. While walking down, we met up with Suhai and like Suhai bumped into Dory and they screamed. Haha. It was damn hilarious lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down to 1e8, without Yana cause Dee asked her to go to class with her. After posting the letters. Suhai was going beserk about her mortal lah. Haha. Usual HYPER Suhai. Haha. So when we walked towards the Parade Square, Suhai was like looking out for Shabrina and stuffs. Haha. Anyways, after assembly was Geog and we had to go to Malay Room 1 for lessons cause our poor Ms Foo just had an operation. GET WELL SOON!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat with Suhai and she was telling me about how ballerina's always get backaches and its like serious if they have to go for operations and stuffs. SUPER freaky I tell you. Haha. Luckily Suhai's not a bellarina! If not, I'd be praying for her manns. Both me and Suhai didn't bring our textbooks and our worksheets! Haha. How IDEAL!&lt;33. So we just slacked. And Suhai was like decorating crappy stuffs on a piece of paper. Haha. In the end, we ended up writing the word&lt;br /&gt;KICK ME&lt;br /&gt;to paste on Yana's back. Haha. But she found out anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was Music. I wanted to sit in a row with Ami, Suhai and Yana. Kim and Dory  sat in front with Grace. But unfortunately, Mrs William just HAD to make us arrange the tables. Loser lahhh. Anyways, we got into MEP and NON-MEP groups for some performance thingy which is supposed to be held like in JULY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of the Programmee comittee!(: Haha. It includes Miranda, Pooja and Ellie. Haha. We were talking about Chinatown, which I have no idea where that is, and some other crapp. Pooja was like saying that she had a STRONG feeling that she shouldn't have come to school today cause her friend from Electrico was having an interview on the radio and she wanted to listen. Like so lame lahh. Haaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was Science. Luckily it was Lab. If not, I would have died there and then listening to Mr Ho crapp. Heh. We learnt about Osmosis and some other thingy which started with a R. Mr Ho used this plastic thingy which Jily said looked like a condom. And everyone was asking her,"How do you know how a condom looks like?".Like so lame lahh. After that was recess. and after that was CNY celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miranda and I were crapping like crazy lah. Physco people. Haha. They were throwing out sweets but they didn't throw to me lah can! Wahlao. Me and Miranda were like holding up Ami's Purple History File and we were like,"THROW HERE!! THROW HEREE!!" Haha. So farnie lahh. After that, had drama. Wanted to go back to tps but Ms Huda went out for lunch with *ehremehrem*. Haha. So went home and kinda reflected on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this goes out to all the five of you. I shall use the names in the book, as what Ami did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way you guys blogged about us, it made me feel seriously awful and bad. I take this as my burden. I don't know. Cause I'm the eldest? I really want us to be like how the book is written, I want the same Ariel, really I do. But sometimes, at certain occasions, I overlook all of you, and I'd really like to apologise for that. Stella, I know I totally messed up today. I'm really sorry for not waiting for you at the foyer. I was really did think that I had to do something but it seriously slipped my mind. I'd like to apologise. Ariel, I know you feel left out at times, maybe most of the time. And I want to say that I'm sorry too. I know I tend to go with Lisa alot but it's because I don't know, I think she needs my support? You know, her problems and all. I'm not saying that you guys are less important. I'll really, really try to spread my attention equally to all of you. And seriously, I know I tend to get mad at some of you, but I really don't mean it. I want us to like how we were when we were sengets. That type of closeness. The type of closeness that we portray in the book. And I want it to last. I know all of you want it to. So, to all of you whom I've hurt or made angry, I'm really, really sorry. And I want to make things better. I'll try my very best. I know I'm forgetful and stuffs and at times I don't keep to my words. But this time, I'll really, really try. I love you guys. So very much. And I don't want me to be the cause of us breaking apart. Once again, I'm really sorry you guys. Take care. And I love you loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-4089564733028143067?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/4089564733028143067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=4089564733028143067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/4089564733028143067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/4089564733028143067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/02/heyyy-im-back-to-blogg-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-3192632216454805739</id><published>2007-02-08T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T01:32:28.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyya!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hitting back with a new skin!&lt;33. Isn't it just plain scary and simple and nice? Haha.(: Anyways. These past few days have been very taxing and tiring. Hais. My projects are almost done. Literature would be over with tomorrow. Innosyn, wah, I have no idea when it's gonna end but I really hope it will soon. Art is pretty good lah.(: Erm, now we have this P.E. project on Creative Games of whatsoever. Heh. Well, just as we thought that stress was FINALLY going to be over, Ca CONCENTRATED week is like next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like WHATEVER lah. I mean, all the subjects can't possibly be concentrated all into ONE WEEK right. Stupid school lah. Bleah. Some subjects have already ended the CAs mann. Like Malay. Whatever lah TKGS. I think now it's such a loserfied school. I wanna change school lahhhsss. We don't even have the Guitar learning privelage. That was like the only thing I was looking forward to this year lah. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next year, we won't be able to go for OBS cause the stupid school doesn't have money. Like whatever lah. They spend money on such lame things.. Like posting of letters to our parents.. The Art Claymation thingyy.. Like so lame ah. I think we would benefit more from OBS(which is like a tradition) and the guitar lessons ah. Stupid school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today was okay. First period was supposed to be English but assembly was crapp and took such a freakingly long time so it took up Ms Ang's lesson. So our first lesson of the day was P.E. It was okay lah. We had to run two rounds around the field. Heh but like the whole of 2e8 cut corners. Haha. After that, me, Suhai, Yana, Dory, Kim and Ami played Ice And Water. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Geography. I wasn't really interested. Heh. But the test was okay lah. Me and Yana were eating in class. HAHA! We ate Mentos like three and a half for each of us. And we ate Famous Amos cookies. Heeheee. All credited to Zhi Jun for buying me and Liyana the cookies. After Geog was recess. I ate Sheperd's Pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was Science. Mr Ho was so lame ah. Bleah. Me and Jily were writing crappy notes in class. Mr Ho keeps picking on me. So loser. After that was Mother Tongue. Okay, we watched some very very sweet show. But heh. I made a record in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I SLEPT IN CLASS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaaaaaa. So cool and nice ah. I loved my sleep.(: And after Malay was History..We went through some historical stuffs and then school ended. Went to eat with Suhai and Liyana and Zhi Jun and Margaret and Xinyun. Thenn I went home with Ami, Dory, Kim Anh Jily. Thenn, I reached home and painted my sword. But now I wanna go and study. Heh. I'm such a good girll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;toodles!&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-3192632216454805739?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/3192632216454805739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=3192632216454805739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/3192632216454805739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/3192632216454805739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/02/heyya-im-hitting-back-with-new-skin33.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-739256785613400422</id><published>2007-02-06T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T06:05:30.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bleah. Blogger has been making irritating errors on my computer, as in my desktop. But I'm using my laptop now! Haha. My mum let me use it cause I had to do some Literature stuffs. But I'm not really that good so I shall blog right now. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay erm, updates!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama Club went to watch The Pickle King last Friday! It was SUPER nice. But Krishan's Diary was nicer lah. Anyways, there were two other schools. Methodist Girls and some yellow-coloured uniform kids. It was a mixed school lah. They were super irritating cann. Blargh. They were making noises even when the play had started and it was so hard to hear what the actors were saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before entering, we had to line up beside the mixed school outside the DBS Arts Centre. Me and Nadiah were like chatting so much to our juniors then Danica tapped me and she was like, "Aisyah, there's a guy looking your way." Heh. I didn't bother so I didn't look. Then when we were in the theatre, Elizabeth said the same thing to me. HEH! So lame lah cann. But we enjoyed the show very much!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Monday was okay lah. We had tests. Math and Malay. Malay was okay. We got our results today. I got 28 1/2 upon 40. HAhaha. I felt so proud of myself. HEH. Okay. Erm, I was trembling ah when I did the Math test. Rachel's hands were SUPER cold after the test. I think I'm gonna flunk this one again... Hais.): I'm so dissapointed in myself lah can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we had English Compo CA. Heh. I wrote about rapists. So melodrama(as what Ms Ang would say) but whattheheck.(: ANYWAYS, today we had this video talk in the hall but I doubt ANYONE was listening to the guy lah. I know I wasn't. I was teaching Amanda and Zhi Jun malay while writing notes in chinese to Liyana and Cheryl. Suhaila was sitting beside me. She wanted to sleep but I kept poking her so she helped me teach Amanda malay. Hahhaa. We were making so much noise lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, me, Suhai, Ami, Kim, Dee, Jamjam, Margaret, Putri and Jily went to eat at VideoWorld. OH! And NOT forgetting, it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PUTRI'S BIRTHDAY TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-happy birthday putri!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were crapping and gossiping and boarded the bus. Thennnn, I went to my granny's place and then I changed my shoes. Wheee. Now I have NEW SHOES!(: Thenn, we went to buy food and I went home to watch Tarzan 2 on Disney and here I am now typing. Hahaha. Okay thenn I wanna go and sleep ready. NIGHTS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-739256785613400422?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/739256785613400422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=739256785613400422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/739256785613400422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/739256785613400422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/02/bleah.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-117032191010771223</id><published>2007-02-01T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T01:28:00.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up pretty late today. Like at 6.20am cause my mum woke me up late and I kinda delayed cause I was still sleepy lah can. ): I turned on the heater and prayed while waiting for it to heat up. And the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WORST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; thing is that when I entered the bathroom and turned on the shower, the water was warm and nice for like a few minutes and it turned cold so I was like screaming like shit and my sis scolded me cause I was making too much noise. Blargh. I was freezing when I came out lah. *oh and I plan to grow taller than my showerhead.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I got ready and drank a cup of milk and rushed to heat up the car's engine.(: Haha. I'm such a nice daughter. Arrived school like 5 minutes later than usual and when I reached class, Amirah and Suhaila were at 1/8. Hm, so I went down eagerly, tkaing out my nametag and saw them walking out. Heh. But I went in anyways, to throw away my tissue paper. HAHA. I'm such a mean senior. After that, we ran to the parade square and oblivious me didn't realise that I wasn't wearing my nametag until I reached the class row. hehehe.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised that Jily was absent. Boohoo. Get well soon Jily!(: Kimmie didn't come to school too. She's got stomach aches. Hais, poor kids.): OH! And Ayu didn't come too. Neither did Nurul. I bet Ayu didn't come cause she was too tired to come to school after the soccer match last night. Oh, more elaboration on that later!(: So I walked with Dee up to class. We were laughing all the way lah. Cause Pooja's butt got smacked by Miranda I think and we laughed like hell! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first period was Science. Heh. What a way to start the day. Listening to boring and UNunderstandable &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ho&lt;/span&gt;hoho talk. BUT! Dee sat beside me cause Jily didn't come. Haha. Erm, we had to build some atoms I think. Those polyatomic Ions and stuffs.(: &lt;strong&gt;I FINALLY UNDERSTOOD IT!&lt;/strong&gt; ya&lt;em&gt;y me! &lt;/em&gt;After that was History. Mrs Chua made us write an essay in twenty minuted which me and Liyana spent talking for like fifteen so we only had like five minutes to write and she took all our papers away.): Heh. But it was a mock test anyway so who cares. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Mother Tongue. I've always loved MT. Haha. Me, Farizah and Astri were talking crapp lah. Haha. OH! We were talking about how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOSERFIED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the Thailand players yesterday were. They are such &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SORE LOSERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lah. Okay, more about that later. After that was Recess! Ate Sheperd's Pie and me, Liyana, Suhai, Jasmine and Dee were talking about the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Haaha. I seriously have nothing against them but like, I just hate the way they played yesterday. Hrumpfh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess was English. Haha. Me and Liyana were laughing, as usual. OHOH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Zhi Jun and Liyana bought me a belated birthday present! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hehee. THANKS !!! They bought me a Billabong pencilbox. I loveloveloveLOVE it!&lt;33.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Lit, which was the next lesson, was quite boring. Hm, I think we just went through stuff and we had to draw like the characters face. HAHA. Dee saw my darwing of Mr Wee and she started laughing! SO MEAN RIGHT! haha. But I think my drawing RAWKS! hahaaa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;HIGH SELF ESTEEM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;That was what we learnt during Assembly today. Mr Gary RAWKS! He's damn funny lah!(: Haha. Hm, oh and the school has some personal issues. Heh. I pity the principal she sounds so dissapointed in those people. I guess I know how she feels. Hais, but I do hope we'll improve!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, school ended and I ate lunch with Amirah at VideoWorld and skipped chinese. Okay I'm super mean to skip chinese but I was so tired.): Sorry Ms Lim. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's all about the ASEAN FOOTBALL CHAMPIONSHIP. Heh. Okay. Well, let me say all my thoughts about yesterday's match.&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, I would like to say that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RIDHUAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SO WELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday!!&lt;333.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Okay and the Singapore players really showed their potential in yesterday's match. However, the Thailand players were showing so much Drama. Although I think some of them really did fall down due to fouls from the Singaporean players, but some of their falls are so lame! One didn't even have body contact with Ridhuan and fell down to the ground by himself and asked for a foul. Like waddeheck. And the most irritating moment was the time when the Thai captain asked them to walk out of the field cause they didn't want to continue with the match as the refree awarded Singapore with a penalty kick. But like whatever lah, Singapore deserved it as the Thai player like pulled Alam Shah's jersey. It's so obvious. I mean, if you do a heading to a ball which was on you left, you'd like fall on the left side what, not backwards. COMMON SENSE PEOPLE! Anyways, I think Singapore did a very good job. And thus, they deserve to win the cup in this league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. I shall be a good girl and start studying. Whoots! Haha. TOodles.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-117032191010771223?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/117032191010771223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=117032191010771223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/117032191010771223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/117032191010771223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/02/heh.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-117007547602972193</id><published>2007-01-29T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T01:28:27.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;heyheyheyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been such a long time since I blogged. Well, first and foremost, I have handed my lovely laptop to my mum. I kinda thought that this year, I had to concentrate more on my studies and stuffs. So, being nice and responsible me(heh,yeah rite.) I gave it to my mum, for the mean time. I'll get it back soon. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, I miss it so MUCH!!! Hahaha. Anyways, update on me me ME!!(: Okay erm, nothing much really. Just that I am a SENIOR! Hahhaa. My mortal and my 2nd mortal(haha okay lame.) are nice nice people!(: Been writing loads of letters to them. And I gave Vanessa(my mortal) a CHOCOLATE BAR!&lt;33. Hahaha. I bet she loves me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay hm, back to schoool. Projects are piling up. Homework, not really. CAs are gonna be flooded into ONE WHOLE WEEK! Can you believe how freakingly irritating that is!?!?! Me and Yana were thinking of protesting!!! Hahha. We rule!&lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I have quite a number of projects to complete. Let me list them outt!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature- Dramatization!!! I am the HOTHOTHOT LYSANDER!&lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;Art- Some fun but SUPERBLY EXPENSIVE claymation stuff. Love it though. Loveeee Miss Steph and Ms Linda(at least that's what I think her name is.)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ProjectWork(PeeWee)- My group's discussing about the new school uniform!! How rawking can we get!?!?!?! Hahaha. &lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaye hm, P.E. lessons are starting to get quite edgy. Mr See is so lame larhs. And he says theres SOMETHING WRONG with OUR CLASS!! How can he say that! So mean laahhhh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I think I'm starting to loosen some hatered for Mrs FAKE.( I'm sure eighters know who im refering to.) I don't know, maybe I haven't been seeing her that much anymore. Haha. Hrmsssss, I still love Malay! My group RAWKS LAH!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohkayes. OHOH! Whoever watches the Asean Football Championship,&lt;br /&gt;RIDHUAN IS THE BEST!!&lt;333!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay then, my mum's nagging at me to study. BLARGH-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOOOOODDDLLLESSSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-117007547602972193?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/117007547602972193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=117007547602972193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/117007547602972193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/117007547602972193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/01/heyheyheyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116858298152952378</id><published>2007-01-11T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:29:42.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'M BACK EARLY FROM SCHOOL!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hehehe. Today was a really short day of school and it's the first time this year that I came home at 1.30pm!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Great achievement! Hmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The first period for today was History. I thought she was nice man, our History teacher. Tsk! Me and Liyana were discussing about History ah. And we were writing down notes for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;REFRENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And our teacher came up to us and said,"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do not write notes in class or I'll confisicate it.&lt;/span&gt;" And I was like waddehell. We were writing notes for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REFRENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;lah wahlao. So loser-fied ah can. Blargh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I was super pissed at her ah. And when me and Liyana made fun of something also we just giggle and cover our mouths what. It's not as if we were disturbing the class or anyone else. And we were paying attention what. Just commenting on the names of the Historical places. Like whatever lah she. Pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Next period was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;YAY!(:&lt;/span&gt; I was super elated ah can. I just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovelovelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mdm Surayah!&lt;333.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So then conversation went like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Grace entered the classroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Mdm Surayah!&lt;33:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Grace sits down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Mdm Surayah!&lt;33:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Grace: Oh cause erm, Mrs Chua changed our positions cause I wanted to be her REP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Mdm Surayah!&lt;33:&gt; Even so, you should have told me if you had any problems with being my Math REP and not tell another teacher to solve the problem for you. And you shouldn't have changed the roles without me knowing. So Aisyah's now my Math Rep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Meee.&lt;33:&gt; Erm, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Mdm Surayah!&lt;33:&gt;So Aisyah do you have any &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PROBLEMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with being my Math Rep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*shakes head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Mdm Surayah!&lt;33:&gt; Do you need an assistant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Liyana raises up her hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Mdm Surayah!&lt;33:&gt; Okay then let's get back to our lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It was so saddening ah. I mean, it wasn't really Grace's fault. Mostly Mrs Chua what. She should have known better than to change our positions without the other teacher knowing right. It's position policy!(: Anyways, we learnt quite a number of new Math stuffs. And&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; MDM SURAYAH RAWKS!&lt;33!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And she's super pretty ah.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mother Tongue was next. We did all those normal activity book stuff. Heh. Cikgu told us some story that she liked to pass the time. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I ate Nasi Briyani with Suhaila cause I was SUPER nice to teman her go and line up.(: After that was Literature. Lit was uber fun ah. Haha. We were separated into groups. In my group were the BEST people ever! Haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;JAMJAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!(Jamie), &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POOJA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GERMAINE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHAITALI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!(totally drama!!) and of course &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We were supposed to act out some stuff ah. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I was like,"I wanna be Lysander! I wanna be Lysander! I think his name is so hawwwttt!&lt;33"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Haha. But in the end I became the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Jamjam and Pooja became the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;light&lt;/span&gt;. Germaine was Oberon. Chaitali was Titania. Hehh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;After that I went home with Dory and Kim. We owned almost the whole bus until the Chai Chee and Temasek kids boarded the bus. Heh. I saw my junior, Mahadir. He's in Temasek! Hehh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I reached home and it was raining like shit ah. Tsktsk. Okay my chinese is getting so rusty ah. Haha. I've so gotto practise. Anywayss, I'm still at Episode 12 of Prison Break, Season Two!(: Looking forward to the next episodes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay then, I shall rush off to finish up my work. I've gotto do ten splats for tomorrow's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CCA PROMO DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : D! Toodlesss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116858298152952378?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116858298152952378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116858298152952378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116858298152952378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116858298152952378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-back-early-from-school-hehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116833724994783085</id><published>2007-01-09T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T02:07:29.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a normal school day except for the fact that I laughed soo much!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started with the morning assembly and a few of the pupils from my class got booked for their shoes. Magaret was so absent-minded lah. Her school shoes were under her table and she forgot to change into them. TSK! The others got caught cause of some pathetic small-looking logos. Stupid school rules. The logo okay what. Wahlao. Luckily I didn't buy the striped Converse shoes.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First period was Math. We went through some administrative stuff, like the Math Rep, the Math file etc. Then we learnt rate &amp; proportion, percentage and speed I think. It was just a short introduction. Then we had English. Ms Ang was super cute lah! We found out that she couldn't pronounce 'R' properly! Just like Zaki! Haha. Cute lahh. We had to patch up the story of Eddie the Eagle and we had to make up some story with the title of "First Day Of School.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my group was Jia Xuan, Zhi Jun, Liyana and of course..ME!(: We made up a ghost story. Zhi Jun and Jia Xuan were like super freaked ah. But me and Liyana were laughing our heads off. Hehehe. xD! After that was Mother Tongue. It was the usual talking in malay etc. Cikgu was exceptionally picking on my lah. Pfft. So mean. I didn't have anything to say then she go pick me. Wahlao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had recess after that. I had to go meet Mrs Chua at the Computer Lab 3. I wanted t go with Kimmie but someone took her there already. Hrumpfh. I wanted to go recess with her too but she left without me. ): So mean. So I went with Danica instead. We looked for her friends and mine.(: Such a sweet girl. I ate Nasi Briyani with Amirah. The rest ate burgers. Music lesson was next and as usual, me and my girls were LATE! Haha. &lt;strong&gt;The William &lt;/strong&gt;(Mrs William) was already in class. And we had to say sorry and stuff. She treats us like primary school kids lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lined up outside the class and headed off towards the Bethoven Room, which wasn't supposed to be our music room, and sat down respectively. I sat beside Liyana.(: She went through all the ground rules in Music and blablaBLAH. I wasn't really listening. We had to sing the school song as a class. Then I think she said we were too soft so she separated us by MEP and non-MEP. The MEP students had to sing the school song in Alto mode, which was low and I think was so much easier than Soprano. &lt;strong&gt;The William&lt;/strong&gt; played the piano while we sang. It sounded pretty nice.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was Science. Sheesh. Mr Ho. He speaks super fast lah. And he keeps shh-ing us. Super irritating. And sometimes, he laughs at his own jokes. TSK! According to our class, hehe, he's Zhi Jun's grandfather! Haha. Okaye, that was lame.(: It was lab so I sat with Jeanette! We were supposed to show models on the different types of matter. It was quite fun cause Jily was feeling down as she was sick. GET WELL SOON JILY!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legacy was the last period! I was looking forward to getting to know the Class Comittee members. I can't believe Zhi Jun and Jia Xuan voted me for Class Chairman!! Like wahlao. SO stressful lahh. TSK! We had to do some surveys about our class bonding outing last Friday. After that we had our own time to do other stuff. Me, Liyana, Zhi Jun and Jia Xuan were like laughing and talking ah. The &lt;strong&gt;'laughing gas'&lt;/strong&gt; came back! That's what Ms Ang said. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, me and Liyana accompanied Suhaila to meet up with Qal. Suhai wanted to eat at Long Johns so badly. Tsk. So we kinda sabo-ed her. Messaging her and stuff. Hahaa. Then we kinda left her behind when alighting from the bus at Tamp Interchange. She was super mad at us ah. Hhaa. Cause she was shy. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to the Long Johns at Tampines Mall. Me and Yana wanted to let Suhai sit with Qal ah but Suhai was 'shy' so she sat with us. TSK! So we moved away then she followed us. Haha. Loserfied lah. Then Yana and me bought our food but Suhai was super shy to buy her food with Qal. TSK! So then when we were sitting down. Suhai was shy to eat cause he was looking at her. Hehh. She was whispering stuff to Yana and Yana told me. Haha. It was lame ah. Towards the end, me and Yana wanted to make a concoction so we used the cup that we bought, that was filled with ice, to insert our Chilli Sauce. Suhai added her plain water inside. I was done with my Chilli packet but Yana was having some problems. When she was almost done, the toppled the cup over and it spilled over our bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TSK! Yana lah!! Haha. But at least we made Suhai and Qal laugh.(: So their shy-ness kinda faded away?? Haha. We went to the toilet to wash off the smell. After that, the four of us headed home. Me and Yana jumped off the escalator and Suhai said that she and Qal were laughing at us. Hehh. So I said to Yana,"We're their free entertainment!(:" Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at home alone, listening to music and currently chatting with Suhaila. Haha. K larhs. I wanna so change my blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm still waiting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116833724994783085?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116833724994783085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116833724994783085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116833724994783085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116833724994783085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-was-normal-school-day-except-for.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116783277260852338</id><published>2007-01-03T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T05:59:32.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JENG JENG JENG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started today and I was having the MOST HORRIBLE headache ever. But nice nice Aisyah just WANTED to get to school.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I passed the Parade Sqaure looking at all those new kids in the block. Haha. Some were like super step. But some looked SUPERBLY innocent and CUTE!!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I wonder if I looked like that. Muahaha.xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, school went on as pernormal. Getting to know teachers and alll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT HERE'S THE AWESOME NEWS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's someone's SPECIAL DAY tomorroww!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess whooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's MEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaaaaa.xDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for all the presents mann!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially from my mum!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha k thennn. I gtg now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUHBYES!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116783277260852338?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116783277260852338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116783277260852338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116783277260852338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116783277260852338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2007/01/jeng-jeng-jeng-hey-guys-school-started.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116746300924510208</id><published>2006-12-29T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T20:23:26.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;I know I promised to update you guys on my outings etc.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, Ive been super lazy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well, let's just have a quick update on everything.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin, Abang Namazi just got married on the 23rd of October with this fine, small, little and cute lady names Erna. She's nice.&lt;br /&gt;So, All The Best to the new married couple.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I helped out with the hantaran( gifts for his to-be wife )!! Haha. It was great getting closer with all my cousins. Knowing that the bond between all of us are so tight. It makes it all worth it. Kak Iffah said,"I'm so gonna miss this. I mean, this is the time when we got closer to Abang Namazi. And now, it's gonna be all over cause he's not single anymore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hais. Sad, but I hope we'll be as tight as ever.I think it was a very memorable moment.(: Oh, I gave out the berkat! Haha. It was tiring, yes, standing there waiting for people to come. Haha. Kak Iffah, Kak Yati, Kak Nana and my sis helped out as the kendarat to give out the berkat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Here are the photos!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2726/2016/1600/331646/DSC02462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2726/2016/320/83355/DSC02462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kak Yati, Kak Iffah, Kak Farha, my sis, Abang Namazi!!, Kak Erna, Abang Hasyim, meeee and my brother.&lt;br /&gt;This was at Kak Erna's house. The meminang dayy.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2726/2016/1600/789290/DSC02517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2726/2016/320/660298/DSC02517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;my sis, Abang Namazi!!, my dad, my mum, Kak Erna and meeee.&lt;br /&gt;This was at Abang Namazi's wedding spot.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2726/2016/1600/876440/P1010066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2726/2016/320/47160/P1010066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okay, this is pratically the whole of my dad's side. Okay not really. If all of us were there, I think the pelamin would have crashed. HAH! Okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(Back row, from left) my dad, Abang Boboy, Obek Hassan, Wak Noh, Abang Hasyim, Obek Hosain, Obek Edah, Kak Imah, Abang Mazlan, Abang Ahmad Hassan, my sis and my mum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(Second row, from left) Imran, Kak Nana, Abang Namazi!! and Kak Erna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(First row, from left) Kak Nani, Luqman(poor boy's cryingg.), meee, Afiqah and Kak Iffah!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Okaye, next up is the outing with Yana, Dory and Kimmie!(: We went to &lt;strong&gt;Wild Wild Wet&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;It was super fun lah. That's practically cause it was my FIRST time going there. So I was super new to the whole water rides thing. Haha. I was super jakun lah can. Haha. It was fun lah. But wasted, I forgot to bring my camera. Forgot to charge. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Owh and I went out with my madrasah friends this week too! It was kinda a Farewell Outing for our dear dear Sarah! She's leaving for Aussie like NEXT WEEK!!! Hais. I know I'm so gonna miss her talking about her Miss Thien. And the Sec 4 guyy. Haha. So we went out to watch movies. Money totally wasted mann. Charlotte's Web wasn't a satisfying movie mann. Note to all: the book is MUCH MUCH better than the movie I tell you. We were supposed to go to Bugis after watching the movie but it was late and Aida had to meet up with her friend at TKG. So nice nice me suggested for all of us to go parkway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But we went to take neoprints first. Haha. Then we went to Yamaha Music School Store cause Sarah wanted to get her guitar pick but she couldn't find a nice one so we left for Toys'R'Us to get Sufi(her younger sister) her Barbie stuff. HAHA. Cute right? Barbie. Me and Aida were talking about Bratz. Haha. I have Yasmin and Chloe!!(: It's been such a long time since I played with them. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So then we headed off to Parkway. We waited like SUPER long for the bus to come lah cann. Then, the minute we wanted to cab there, the bus came! HAHA. Tsktsk. So then we walked around Parkway. Went into Aida's favourite stores. And then Aida left cause she was late. So we bid goodbye to her. So then me and Sarah went to eat Ice-Cream from the shop beside MPH. Haha. I bought Choco Chips. Sarah bought Cookies&amp;amp;Cream. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We walked around stores. Talking about siblings, school, her going to Aussie and if we were allowed into the stores with our ice-cream! Haha. We went into Sembawang to look at Cds but thenn the person working there was like staring at us. So I pulled Sarah out. Haha. Then we started laughing! Hahaaa. So we looked for a keychain for Sarah's Miss Thien. Haha. Her favourtie teacher!! We bought it at some shop. She bought a heart-key keychain. Very sweet looking!Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Alright then, I guess that's it. Today's Hari Raya Haji. So happy korbaning to all those who are korbaning. And Happy Hari Raya Haji to all of you!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aisyah out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116746300924510208?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116746300924510208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116746300924510208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116746300924510208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116746300924510208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116658824599229780</id><published>2006-12-19T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T20:17:26.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Botanic Garden Outing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2726/2016/1600/390068/botanic%20garden%20outing%202..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2726/2016/320/50867/botanic%20garden%20outing%202..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from left to right)&lt;br /&gt;Amirah, Lutfi, Linda, ME!(: and Fauzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herrlllooo!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to blogging! Haha. Well, me and my family or rather my relatives went to The Botanical Gardens last two weeks. Haha. I know it's like ancient news but nevertheless, I'd like to blog about it. Whee.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I had to wake up at 7.30am, super early lah for a holiday. Sobsob. Haha. But it was totally worth it. Woke up, freshened up and got ready to go. We fetched my cousins and my aunt and my uncle at 8am. Haha. There was ten people in total. My aunt, my uncle, my mum, my dad, me, Fauzi, Lutfi, Linda and Amirah. Yerps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set off for The Botanical Gardens as soon as we fetched my relatives from my granny's house. When we reached the place, it was drizzling. Haha. My dad parked the car in front of the food court. So after that we walked in and bought breakfast. I ate Mee Soto!(: Nicee. And I drank milo! The cup is UBER cute I tell you. I even took a picture of it. Hehe. xDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2726/2016/1600/850844/DSC00182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2726/2016/320/157906/DSC00182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2726/2016/1600/390068/botanic%20garden%20outing%202..jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My milo cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Cute right? So after eating breakfast, we headed off for the walk around The Botanical Gardens. We were looking at the sign boards to see where we could go see first. We wanted so much to look at the swans at the Swan Lake. So me and my cousins ran there, enthu us, but to our GREAT dissapointment, there were NO swans at all! There was only this stoneage figure of some swans preparing to take off for flight. Like so ohmytian-ish. So we walked off and walked further into the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amirah and Linda were the youngest in the group so there were holding on tightly to my hands. I guess they were scared. Haha. So then we walked and walked until we reached the Spices Garden or something like that. There was this HUGE waterfall which had an alley in it so my cousins and I ran through it, SCREAMING! HAHA! xDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are one crazy lot of kids. Haha. So then we went to this humoungous(sorry for bad spelling) field. We ran down the hill, screaming again, and we played there while waiting for my dad and my uncle to come back from buying fruits. Me and Fauzi were sitting near the pond looking at the lily pads. I should have taken a picture of that pretty,pretty flower. But it's okay. I know it's pretty. Haha. If you wanna have a loo, go there yourself!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later, it started drizzling again. Sheesh. But we kept walking. We saw this tree. It was a Heritage Tree. Coolness mann. And then, my uncle told us that there was a spinning ball. Haha. So we went there. We were supposed to make it turn the other way round. Like for eterinity but it turned back to its original spinning position. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to figure that out. But in the end, my dad concluded that it was a COMPASS. thats why it turns back to spin towards North. It was a cool finding. Totally.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thennnn, we saw a tree that had this long, low branch. We figured that it was the tree in the Singapore 5 Dollar Note.(: Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thenn, we decided to go hommmeee.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Okiiieee. That's all for todayy. I shall blog about my other outings some other day. These holiday I went to Jusco, VivoCity and Sakura! Haha. Alot more funny stories. Hehehe.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thenn, TARAAA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116658824599229780?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116658824599229780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116658824599229780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116658824599229780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116658824599229780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/12/botanic-garden-outing.html' title='Botanic Garden Outing.'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116605957227561446</id><published>2006-12-13T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T17:26:12.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;heyyyysss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;okay i havent been blogging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;even though im like super bored at home, i feel so lazy to blog already. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but i shall soon. i mean, update about my day etcetc. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;alot has happened. haha. fun stuff. happy stuff. hahaha. but i feel oh-so-lazy to type. haha. k thennsss. buhbyess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tOoDlEs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116605957227561446?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116605957227561446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116605957227561446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116605957227561446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116605957227561446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyyyysss.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116531226046223623</id><published>2006-12-05T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T01:54:45.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Step Up.</title><content type='html'>Heys.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I've been thinking about school lately. Haha. I know, totally random. But I keep thinking about our rap; for the environmental thingy. And I so think that we can do much better. Like breakdance or something. Cool right? Haha. The song from Step Up is like so in my head. Listen to it. There's the dancing too. Check out Channing Tatum's moves man. Totally coolness. Especially the part where he jumps and does a flip. Love it lar. Haha. Okay, enjoy the video.(:&lt;br /&gt;Taraa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8LpwiWfzfaM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8LpwiWfzfaM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116531226046223623?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116531226046223623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116531226046223623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116531226046223623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116531226046223623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/12/step-up.html' title='Step Up.'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116503470655063112</id><published>2006-12-01T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T20:45:06.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's never a right time to say goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes you feel that life is meaningless.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Well tell you what, it isn't. You can't just give everything up just cause of one little mistake that you've made. Life has much more meaning than that. There is a certain reason why god wants us to live. There must be a purpose. So, it's our job to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Same goes for relationships and friendships. You can't just leave someone cause of one little thing that he/she has done. Just look back at those times that you've spent together. Those times where you had fun, you've had your laughter and how much happiness there was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Friends play a great part of your life. Without them, you might not even survive school. Unless you're a teacher's pet or something then you'll have teachers surrounding you like 24 hours. But if you aren't, you'd be ever so lonely. You would still have your family, but sometimes us teenagers think that our family members don't go through life the way we do. We think they're too old-school. And times have changed. It is true, but just think, if you ever argue or fight with your family members, nothing will change cause they'll always be a part of your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When times are bad, you tend to look for friends to confide in. But you forget that there's still family. Conclusion for everything that I've typed above,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family is your everything, cherish them cause life will never be the same if one of them ever leaves you. Friends are the second most important things, there's nothing wrong with spending every moment of your life with them but choose the right ones cause those are the ones who will be by your side all the time. Relationships are just an additional thing. It doesn't really matter if you don't have one, but when you do, it's a whole different thing. Just be sure to be honest and love that someone whole heartedly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Here's the lyrics for the song that's on my blog now. Love it.&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Say Goodbye" by Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Look we gotta talk&lt;br /&gt;Dang I know&lt;br /&gt;I know it's just&lt;br /&gt;It's just...&lt;br /&gt;Some things I gotta get of my chest alright....&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhhh...&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, whoa...&lt;br /&gt;Listen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Baby come here and sit down, let's talk&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot to say so I guess I'll start by&lt;br /&gt;Saying that I love you,&lt;br /&gt;But you know, this thing ain't been&lt;br /&gt;No walk in the park for us&lt;br /&gt;I swear it'll only take a minute&lt;br /&gt;You'll understand when I finish, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;And I don't wanna see you cry&lt;br /&gt;But I don't wanna be the one to tell you a lie so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;[Hook]&lt;br /&gt;How do you let it go? When you,&lt;br /&gt;You just don't know? What's on,&lt;br /&gt;The other side of the door&lt;br /&gt;When you're walking out, talk about it&lt;br /&gt;Everything I tried to remember to say&lt;br /&gt;Just went out my head&lt;br /&gt;So I'ma do the best I can to get you to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;There's never a right time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta make the first move&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if I don't you gonna start hating me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I really don't feel the way I once felt about you&lt;br /&gt;Girl it's not you, it's me&lt;br /&gt;I kinda gotta figure out what I need (oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;There's never a right time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But we know that we gotta go&lt;br /&gt;Our separate ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And I know it's hard but I gotta do it,&lt;br /&gt;And it's killing me&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's never a right time&lt;br /&gt;Right time to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;say goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Girl I know your heart is breaking&lt;br /&gt;And a thousand times I&lt;br /&gt;Found myself asking, "Why? Why?"&lt;br /&gt;Why am I taking so long to say this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But trust me, girl I never&lt;br /&gt;Meant to crush your world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And I never&lt;br /&gt;Thought I would see the day we grew apart&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;[Hook]&lt;br /&gt;How do you let it go? When you,&lt;br /&gt;You just don't know? What's on,&lt;br /&gt;The other side of the door&lt;br /&gt;When you're walking out, talk about it&lt;br /&gt;Girl I hope you understand&lt;br /&gt;What I'm tryna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We just can't go on&lt;br /&gt;Pretending that we get along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl how you not gonna see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;There's never a right time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta make the first move&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if I don't you gonna start hating me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I really don't feel the way I once felt about you&lt;br /&gt;Girl it's not you it's me.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda gotta figure out what I need (oh)&lt;br /&gt;There's never a right time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But we know that we gotta go&lt;br /&gt;Our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;And I know it's hard but I gotta do it,&lt;br /&gt;And it's killing me&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's never a right time&lt;br /&gt;Right time to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;Girl you know,&lt;br /&gt;We should be apart, baby I&lt;br /&gt;I just can't do it&lt;br /&gt;I, I just can't do it&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;Girl you know,&lt;br /&gt;We should be apart, baby I&lt;br /&gt;I just can't do it&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes it makes me wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [4x]&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear me crying?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh [4x]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;There's never a right time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta make the first move&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if I don't you gonna start hating me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I really don't feel the way I once felt about you&lt;br /&gt;Girl it's not you it's me.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda gotta figure out what I need (oh)&lt;br /&gt;There's never a right time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But we know that we gotta go&lt;br /&gt;Our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;And I know it's hard but I gotta do it,&lt;br /&gt;And it's killing me&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's never a right time&lt;br /&gt;Right time to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;There's never a right time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta make the first move&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if I don't you gonna start hating me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I really don't feel the way I once felt about you&lt;br /&gt;Girl it's not you it's me.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda gotta figure out what I need (oh)&lt;br /&gt;There's never a right time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But we know that we gotta go&lt;br /&gt;Our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;And I know it's hard but I gotta do it,&lt;br /&gt;And it's killing me&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's never a right time&lt;br /&gt;Right time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;All righty then, that's all I've gotto say for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tatar &amp; mayonnaises!(Sarah's catch phrase! Gonna miss you girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**It's 4 days and 1 month till Sarah's leaving for Aussie. Hais. ):&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/20172802-116503470655063112?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116503470655063112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116503470655063112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116503470655063112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116503470655063112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/12/theres-never-right-time-to-say-goodbye.html' title='there&apos;s never a right time to say goodbye.'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116487317884428885</id><published>2006-11-29T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T23:52:58.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLUBBLUBBLUB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I have seriously &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING &lt;/strong&gt;to do these days. Except for that is, go for religious classes, help my mum, slack, use the comp etc. All those crapp yeah. Soooooooo, after long thought(heh.) I have decided to do the quiz that Dee asked me to dooooo.xD Yerps. So I shall. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1)name 13 friends who come straight to ur mind.dont cheat and read the questions first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2)answer the questions(duh..hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3)then tag 6 ppl to do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My 13 friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;1. Suhaila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Fasihah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;3. Nadiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;4. Suhaylah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5. Afiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;6. Shashank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;7. Zaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;8. Amirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;9. Liyana [YANA!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;10. Dory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;11. Kimberly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;12. Arra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;13. Sharifah Diyanah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;1. how did you meet 10?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;[Dory] I met her in class 1e8 during around the mid-year??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;2. wad would happen if you never met 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Suhaila] I would have noone to irritate and to be irritated by.xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;3. wad would you do if 6 and 2 dated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;[Shashank and Fasihah] HAHA! Nurul and Shankie?!?!? Hmm, not impposible though. Wakakaka.xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;4. have you seen 4 cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Suhaylah] Yerp, during PSLE results. Gawd, such a sad moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;5. do you think 10 is cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;[Dory] Cute no, adorable yes. What do you expect? She's a FISH. Hehe.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;6.how did you get to noe 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Amirah] Erms, in class 1e8.xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;7. would you ever go on a date with 12?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;[Arra] Like totally.She says I'm her SAYANG!&lt;3&lt;3&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;8. wads 7's favourite colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Zaki] ORANGE!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;9. wad would you do if 6 confesses that he/ she loves you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;[Shashank] Not gonna happen. He's interested in another Siti. *hinthint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;10. state the facts about 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Liyana] She's being called YANA! by me.(:/She's a tennis player./She's super skinnny!/She's uberly duperly smart.*hrumpfh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;11. who is 4 going out with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;[Suhaylah] Hmmm, I think she's out with her cousin tonight. Wakakaka. Noone at the momenté.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;12. who is 5 to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Afiqah] One of my greatest and smartest and most intelligent friends.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;13. would you live with 13?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;[Sharifah Diyanah] Why not? I could keep her UN-bored.(: Heheeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;14. is 2 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Fasihah] Yerp, definately single. To guys out there: She's a good catch! Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;15. was do you think about 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;[Nadiah] Totally in lurve with Mr. F. Wakaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;16. wads that best thing about 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Amirah] Haha. Erm, she laughs at my jokes; which are mainly LAME! Haha. And she's a GREAT friend!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;17. wad do you like about 11?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;[Kimberly] Her adorable-ness. Stay adorable Kimmie!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;18. favourite memory with 6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Shashank] Hrms, chatting till late at night about *ehremehrem*.xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;6 ppl to do this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;1. Suhaylah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. Nadiah(do it in your new blog dude.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. Hafidz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. Amirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;5. Dory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;6. Whoever's reading this.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116487317884428885?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116487317884428885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116487317884428885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116487317884428885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116487317884428885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/11/blubblubblub.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116434513703843605</id><published>2006-11-23T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T21:12:17.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun filling day!(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*honk honk* Clown Aisyah is here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Haha. Okay that is like superbly lame. Hehehe. Well, yesterday was totally a fun filling day!(: Hahaha. Okay, I woke up at like erm 6.45am and prayed my Subuh prayers and then I fell asleep again until 9.45am. Haha. Then I turned on the television to watch TRL. Haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Beyonce' performed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! She sang my favourite song. Hehehee. Irreplaceable. I think that's how you spell it. Hurhurhur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Okay so then I had to get ready by 11.45am cause my shuttle bus will leave by then. So then when TRL ended, Pop. Inc started. The episode was about interviewing Happy Feet. I so wanted to watch them dance but I had to get ready already. So yeah. I bathed and changed into my new &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YELLOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;polo tee&lt;/span&gt;! Haha. Okay so then I saw Auntie Selena. I wanted to wave at her but she wasn't looking in my direction so yeah. I dropped off at Century Sqaure and walked to Starbucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I arrived there at around 12.05 noon. I was supposed to meet Nurul and Suhaylah there at 12 noon. So like, I thought I was late. But I wasn't. I didn't see them. So I waited and waited and waited. Haha. I smsed Su but then she didn't reply but I saw her from afar. So I walked towards her. Hehe. Soon after we met Nurul! Me and Su were like waving at her. Then she made that I-Don't-Know-You look. Haha. So then Su commented, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Eh, why is she so sombong."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So when she came to us she said,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; " Hehe. I thought Su was a chinese and I was like, 'Why is this chinese person waving at me?' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHA! So we all started laughing. Muahaha. And so we headed off to Popular cause Nurul wanted to buy some stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When we arrived at Popular, Nurul was looking through the pens and stuff. And she was like," Eh! So cutee! I wanna buy!" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So she was like buying anything she saw that was cute.&lt;/span&gt; Haaaaa. After that, we went to Isetan to buy my dad's present. I bought him socks and a tie. I mean, what else could I buy for him?? Hehe. So yeah. After that, we went around Tampines Mall and Century Square. Whee. Haha. Oh while we were walking around, we saw some TPS students. We were thinking of asking one of them to tell us who was the top student. But we didn't know anyone of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So then we called Nadiah to ask her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;top student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;our school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, who is also the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2nd top scorer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SINGAPORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!, is.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FADLI!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Like so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;COOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!(: I feel so &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;proud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;malay community&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He has made us, Tampinesians so very proud. This has been- I don't know the what th- time our school has gotten into the top three scorers. Haha. It's so uber cool. Okay so then we decided to go back to TPS but these &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;two idiotic, assholic and totally irritating freaks of security guards didn't allow us to get in.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Like &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE HELL!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sheesh. And just as we were in a good mood to see the teachers. Total FREAKS. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So then I left Nurul and Suhaylah cause I had to meet Shashank to gimmie the burnt Cd for the MCR songs. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;THANKS SHANKIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (: Oh so then I waited with him for Liyana while he was waiting for Ding Jun. Luckily, Liyana came earlier so I had to bid farewell to Shashank. Haha. Suhaila wasn't in a good mood so like she didn't come. Hais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Me and Liyana rushed over to the Golden Village at Tampines Mall to buy our tickets. We bought the one for the 2.15pm show. While waiting for the clck to tick until 2pm, we played at the arcade! WHEE!xD. Hahaha. We played the racing car game. The daytona or something liddat.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; I GOT FIRST PLACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hurhurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Okay so then we bought the popcorn Combo Set which was inclusive of a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HAPPY FEET WATCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Which was so darn cute!xD. Hehe. So then we watched Flushed Away. Haha. We were making so much noise. I bet we were the noisiest couple there who were watching the moovieeeee. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;After the movie, I badly had to answer to nature's call. So then, we went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Toys'R'Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We were like playing around with the toys etc. It was uber funny. Hahaha. So then both of us wanted to go homee. So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;When I reached home, I called&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my deaaarr.&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;We talked for an hour I think. Heh. Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So thenn, I went for dinner with my family at Changi Airport. Hurhurhur. Yeah. So that's practically it. Hm, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm gonna watch Happy Feet with my siblings later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Wheee.(: K then, I need to pray already. Buhbyes. xD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116434513703843605?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116434513703843605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116434513703843605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116434513703843605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116434513703843605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/11/fun-filling-day.html' title='fun filling day!(:'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116356501846590735</id><published>2006-11-14T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T20:30:18.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to tps!(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I went back to TPS yesterday with Nadiah!(: Okay, I was supposed to go to my cousin's school to see her teacher in the morning but I woke up late. No, I woke up early and fell asleep again and then I fell asleep and I didn't wake up early. HAHA!(: Okay that was super lame.Let's start from the topp.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I woke up at 8am and I turned on the television. There was nothing much on tv but but I just watched the boring show on Disney Channel and I fell asleep. Hehe.(: When I woke up, it was already 10am. I was supposed to be at my cousin's school by 10am. HAHA! But too bad. I didn't go. So then I was supposed to meet Nadiah at White Sands MRT at 11am. So then I went to my bedroom and picked out my clothes and went to bathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I got ready, took my sling bag and turned on my mp3 and headed off to White Sands!(: I walked all the way to Loyang Point cause I missed my shuttle bus. Which was at 10.15am. HAH!(: Okay okay. So then I waited for bus 6 to arrive. And I arrived at White Sands MRT at 11.10am. But wait! I wasn't late!(: Nadiah came late. Hehehe. She came with her friend, Liyana. We went down to NTUC to buy their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Gosh. I can't believe they even eat it! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then, we went to Helen to check out the hair accessories cause Nadiah wanted to buy something for her sister's birthday. But the stuff there were too expensive. Haha. And so, we decided to head off to Tampines. We parted with Liyana cause she wanted to go home by bus and we were going to take the mrt. In the train, I saw my ustazah's son and Nadiah was like,"EH!! Cute nyer budak tuu!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hahaha.(: She's so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;INTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cute kids. Can tell right? Haha. We arrived Tampines in like 7 minutes and I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO SUPER HUNGRY LAH!&lt;/span&gt; So I asked Nadiah if she wanted to eat. Haha. And thus, we decided to eat at the food court at Century Square. Hehe.(: But we went to Minibits first cause Nadiah wanted to get her headband and and her sister's chopstick. Muahaha.(: It's the thingy that you put in your hair that looks like a chopstick. Okay, you get the idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;After that, we went to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!(: We ate Chicken Chop Fried Rice. Nice mann. Heheh. So then we walked to Montip and chatted and chatted about school and Mr. F. Haha. Nadiah...(: Okay so then, it was time to go to TPS! We were so super excited lah. We walked to the back gate and saw the cleaning auntie. She's so nice and cute. Haha. But I think she has a short tongue that's why she has difficulty talking. But it's okay. She's still as cute as ever!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me and Nadiah were like hesitating to go in cause erm, Nadiah was nervous to meet Mr.F. Haha. But, we walked through the gate and got our badges. We then walked towards the concourse and to the canteen and back to the concourse and then to the canteen again. Haha. We were nervous. I have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NO IDEA WHY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Haha. But in the end, I started walking towards the ramp and waited for Nadiah. And then Nadiah was like,&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;EH! Isn't that Ms Huda?".&lt;/span&gt; Both of us looked at the woman she was pointing to. I didn't recognise her I think cause of her rebonded hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Buttt! She looked almost the same as in her dressing and her shoes. Haha. Well, she was wearing her flip-flops(I recognised them), her flowery skirt(I recognised that!) and her tee( I recognised that too!). Haha. So we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;RUSHED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; over to her. We were like&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;," MS HUDAAA!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Then she turned around and she was like," ehhhhhh. It's so nice to see you!" So I hugged her and kissed her cheek. Haha. She did the same lah. She hugged Nad too. She was like," Syah, you cut your hair! You look so much younger. It's nice lah. Oh and I'm free next week. Gather all your girls and we'll go to Pizza Hut and chat! Okay?" Haha. It's like SO obvious it's gonna be her treat! Hehee. She's so nice lah. So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Attention to: Suhaylah, Nadiah, Idayu, Nabilah, Arra, Afiqah and Diana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ms Huda wants to have lunch with us either on Wednesday night or Friday afternoon, next week. Call me!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Okay so then, we had to leave Ms Huda cause she wanted to study for her Masters. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL THE BEST MS HUDA!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Okay so then we went into the staff room to meet Cikgu Zalinah. Haha. I miss her so much larhs. We didn't get to meet her on Teacher's Day cause she left early. We met her and we talked about the primary 6 students this year. &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Cikgu said she was very nervous cause she doesn't think that TPS will get as many A* for the Malay PSLE papers. Pity her. And I was like insisting that our batch was the best!(: But Cikgu said it was ONE OF THE BEST! Haha. At least there's still the "best" in her sentence. Heheeee.&lt;/span&gt; I miss primary school man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Okay so then we met Ms Donna Lim. Nadiah was talking to her cause I wasn't that close to Ms Lim. Oh so then we went walking all around the school. Ahh, those memories. I miss them so mucchhh. Oh and here comes the most &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IRRITATING PREFECT ENCOUNTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I've ever had. Okay. Here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me and Nadiah were looking through the glass door of the school library but it was closed so we didn't enter. Then suddenly there was this guy prefect. He came up to us and he was like,"What do you want?" Then I was like,"Erm, we're just looking." And Nad was like," Can we go in?" And he was like," Can't you see that it's closed?"(in a SUPER snobbish way. URGGH.) And I left saying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" DIAO!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haha. Then we walked down the concourse steps. And those memories when me and my babes were playing "the bottle game" and Mr. F. and his friends were looking at us play. Haha.(: Oh and we were talking about that crazy Natalie girl. Haha. You guys should know who. Heheheee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Okay so then we went to the canteen, buying a drink and walked at the place where we used to play &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;PPT(peluk-peluk tiang)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Haha. Oh and Nadiah saw her Mr. F. Haha. She must be so happyy.(: So then me and Nad went to the park and talked. Hais. How I wish I could relive my primary school days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yeah, that's about it. Okay then, that's all for today. Oh and and and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I CUT MY HAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-syah.&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116356501846590735?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116356501846590735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116356501846590735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116356501846590735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116356501846590735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-to-tps.html' title='back to tps!(:'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116322056517340883</id><published>2006-11-10T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T19:29:16.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya Outing With Primary School Mates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;It's been such a long time since me and my best friends from primary school met. And in that such long period of time, I've missed them so very much. It was a thrilling idea for me to organise the Hari Raya Outing with them. So, I then started calling and sms-ing and planning my primary school friends. It was a very though thing to do but I guess it was all worth it. So then, it was all set that we would be meeting on the 6th of November.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;YAY!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Everyone EXPECIALLY me was so SUPER, UBER excited. Cause it would be like THE DAY that all of us, my best friends and the guys from 6 care'05 and 6 love'05, bonded and laughed and jokes together again. It was a so-called malay pupils re-union. I was looking forward to it so very much! I couldn't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So then the day came, and we were all supposed to meet at 11.30am at the park opposite oour primary school. Hais, such memories. I was supposed to meet Nadiah at her house staircase at 11.20am but i was late cause my aunt asked me to fetch my cousin from her school. So then, I waited for Nadiah under her block but she wasn't coming down. So I went up to her house and knocked on her door. And to my HORROR!(haha. not that horrid lah. :D) Nadiah wasn't ready yet! So, I had to wait for her until it was 11.50 am and we reached the meeting place at 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So then we headed off to Daanish's house. It was not far from the park, so it took us about five minutes for us to get there. When we got there, his mum wasn't at home yet. We had to like serve ourselves to the kuihs. Haha. And like the guys were all in the kitchen while the girls were all outside sitting in the living room. So ironic cause girls are supposed to help in the kitchen right. Hhehehe.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Okay so then, we ate fried noodles that Daanish's mother cooked and we took some pictures. There were no group pictures though. Oh and Daanish's mother commented on us cause we weren't walking in a group cause the boys were like on one side and the girls were on the other side. Haha. I hope we'll bond next year. *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here is the group photo of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/DSC02201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/DSC02201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Suhaylah, me, Idayu, Diana, Hanis, Afiqah, Arra, Nadiah and Nurul at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So then we went off to Fauzan's house. His house was pretty big. So the girls were sitting on the floor of his living room whichwas like the whole floor. Then the guys were sitting near the alley to the rooms. Haha. So like the girls CONQUER again!(: Haha. I took some condid photos of my friends. Here they are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/DSC02203.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/DSC02203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Candid Shot.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Hanis was showing something to Arra and Afiqah or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Ayu was calling her mum cause we were supposed to go to her house next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/DSC02204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/DSC02204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2nd Candid Shot.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Arra, Hanis and Aifqah have started laughing but only Afiqah realised that I was taking the shots. Hehehe.(:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Ayu was still on the phone with her mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/DSC02205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/DSC02205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3rd Candid Shot.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Arra and Hanis still HILARIOUS about that something.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Both Afiqah and Idayu have realised that I was taking the shots. HEH!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there was some sweet shots too!(: But I only have one so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/DSC02207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/DSC02207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nadiah, Nurul, me and Suhaylah.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Suhaylah were listening to Suhaylah's Ipod so that explains the white earpiece over there. I have NO IDEA what Nurul and Suhaylah were doing but I know Nadiah was half-laughing, half-smiling cause of Nurul's face. HEHE!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We were supposed to erm, head off to Idayu's house but we decided to go to Diana's house first cause her house was nearer. At Diana's house, she showed us her class photos. She's so darn lucky to have Suhaylah as her classmate. Hrumpfh. Unfortunately, I didn't take any photos. So sorry there's none to show.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Then, we went to Idayu's house. We ate Mee Rebus there. Nicey-nicey. Hehe. Everyone was pretty tired. Cause we have been walking and like most of the girls had HIGH HEELS. Except for me that is. Nadiah had the MOST high heels. So like she was begging me to change shoes with her. So I did for one house. Haha. Cause I didn't know how to put it on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here's one SUPER candid shot at Ayu's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/DSC02209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/DSC02209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Afiqah- How come everytime when I take candid shots, Afiqah seems to know. Hrumpfh. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Arra- I bet she was super tired. her shoes were pretty high too. I know it seems so NOT LIKE HER to wear heels but since the occasion is big, she decided to wear them. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Diana- I think she was stunned by the BEAUTIFUL view outside; &lt;strong&gt;another block of flats!&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA.(:&lt;br /&gt;Hanis- I have no idea but she has been talking on her phone for like almost the whole trip lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One group photo that I took. So I wasn't in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/DSC02210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/DSC02210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Suhaylah, Nurul, Nadiah, Afiqah and Arra(still tired and lying down), Diana and Hanis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So then we went off to Hanis's house. Haha. Oh. The guys kept complaining cause the girls kept getting the couch. Which was true and like kinda obvious. Cause like, girls are supposed to be demure right? So we're supposed to get the couch lah. Haha. And it gets even more hurtful for them cause we got the couch AGAIN at Hanis's house. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me, Idayu and Nurul sat at her balcony. Sweet huh? We took some pictures too.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/DSC02214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/DSC02214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me and Nurul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/DSC02215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/DSC02215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ayu and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/DSC02216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/DSC02216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nurul, Ayu and me. The sweet TKGirls. Haha.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We took a group shot but mine's super blur. So I shan't post it. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So then we headed off to Khairul's house. The guys were so lame lah. They didn't want to take the lift cause we were in it first so they went up the stairs. Sheesh. I wouldn't blame them if they got seriously tired. So then they got the couch at Khairul's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Next was MY HOUSE!(: It was quite late already lah but I know I had to serve like the kuihs on a plate for the guys cause the girls were eating those in the containers. Hahah. Okay lame. They ate Mee Soto/ Soto Ayam at my house. Hope it was nice cause I didn't eat. Haha. So you can tell that I was quite hungry. But it's okay.(: Oh we took a group picture at MY HOUSE!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jengjengjeng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/DSC02226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/DSC02226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1st row.&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah, Nurul, Idayu, me, Hanis, Diana, Arra, Afiqah and Suhaylah. So sweet.(:&lt;br /&gt;2nd row.&lt;br /&gt;Fauzan, Khairul, Luqman, Azri, Zainal&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(STOP LOOKING DOWN DUDE!)&lt;/span&gt;, Daanish and Zuhair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Next house was Suhaylah's. We were discussing the order cause it was super late and we had like a seriously huge lot of houses to go. So we rushed off to Suhaylah's house then Nadiah's and then Zuhair. It was like a super fast visiting streak ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then, we headed off to Luqman's house cause his granny made some beef thingy which was SUPER NICE!(: After eating, we took a group photo!(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/DSC02231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/DSC02231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1st row.&lt;br /&gt;Zuhair, Khairul, Azri, Luqman, Fauzan, Zainal and Daanish.&lt;br /&gt;2nd row.&lt;br /&gt;Afiqah, Arra, Ayu, Diana, me, Suhaylah and Hanis.&lt;br /&gt;(Nad and Nurul had to go off cause it was really, really late already.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The house after Luqman's was Afiqah's. But we went there for a very very short while only. So then we headed off to Zainal's house which was like at Bedok. Since it was the last house, and his mum cooked, we HAD to go there. So we took two cabs and Hanis's dad sent the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We ate and watched Hikmah at Zai's house then we went down to his void deck to take another group photo!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/DSC02233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/DSC02233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1st row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Daanish, Khairul, Azri, Fauzan(he was mumbling different phrases fordifferent shots. Funny sia him. But he's very humble too.), Luqman and Zainal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2nd row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hanis, me, Ayu, Suhaylah, Arra and Afiqah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Okay then. I'm superbly tired right now. And I have an urgent need for the toilet. TOODLES!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116322056517340883?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116322056517340883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116322056517340883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116322056517340883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116322056517340883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/11/raya-outing-with-primary-school-mates.html' title='Raya Outing With Primary School Mates.'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116308741476407791</id><published>2006-11-09T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T07:54:34.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;heys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;there's nothing much to do nowadays. but i've gotto study for my madrasah exams. hais. and furthermore, my dear won't be around for the next three days. he'll be going off for camp. but i'm sure he'll have fun!(: it's just that i'll miss him so much. it's been five whole big chunks of months. we've been through alot. i guess. haha. but i love him more than ever!&lt;3&lt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;3syah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116308741476407791?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116308741476407791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116308741476407791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116308741476407791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116308741476407791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/11/heys.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116217307372797621</id><published>2006-11-08T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T07:52:33.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Utter Boredom.</title><content type='html'>You know this song "It Ends Tonight" keeps playing in my head. I've gotto so change the song!! Okay, I'm so super bored right now. So I shall write crapp. Muahaha. Hmm. The latest thing that I've done lately that has been UBER fun was the Hari Raya Outing with my secondary school friends. Haha. Okok. I shall brag about that day. We shall go all the way back to the 27th October!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 6.45am and couldn't sleep so I talked with my cousin on the bed. Haha. Funny sia him. We were tickling each other like hell ah. And he almost toppled off the bed. Muahaha. Okay so then, we went cycling. Haha. Nothing else to do seh us. Yeah. We cycled for half an hour around Changi. We went around the terrace houses. Ok, not really around Changi la. Just near my house. Oh so then we cycled back home and I had to prepare breakfast for the both of us. Amazing yep I know. Cause I've never cooked before but guess what! My cousin had like two servings of the rice! Haha. Am I good or what?? Haha, yeah righhttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so then I had to send him to my grandmother's house before meeting Suhaila, Liyana and Amirah at the small Macs loacted at the Tampines Interchange. So then at 10am sharp, I arrived there and to my utter surprise! I wasn't last!! HAHA. Amirah hadn't arrived yet. Wakaka. So we waited for a few minutes for Amirah to arrive before heading for Sengkang, Mdm Haryati's house lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We almost got lost but with me being our Guardian Angel(Hah. Yeah righttt.), we arrived at Mdm Haryati's house is one piece. Make that four one pieces. Hahaaaaaa. Omg that was so so LAME. Okok. Hmm, so then we had fried bee hoon, Mdm Haryati fried it. It was super nice ah. But I didn't eat alot cause there were alot more houses to go and like, there could be more food. Muahaha. So we took a lot of photos. Ohoh. And her son, Redha(I think that's how you spell it) was SUPER cute! While we were eating, Redha was like trying to seek attention. Coming out with a Power Ranger mask and Winnie The Pooh hat and some BIG book of Numbers. Haha. It was so so so cute! And Mdm Haryati's yougest son, Rakin, was so adorable!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after all of us finsished eating, Redha asked Mdm Haryati if he could play the Xbox. Then then, here comes his TOTAL cuteness!&lt;br /&gt;"Can you come and sit on the sofa to see me play?"he asked.&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE RIGHTTT!?!?! So then I went. Like the ONLY ONE. But it was fun talking to him. I bet he's gonna grow into a handsome young lad.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, here are the photos at Mdm Haryati's house.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/raya%20outing%20sec%20skewl08.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/raya%20outing%20sec%20skewl08.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyana, me, Redha(so handsome!), Mdm Haryati, Rakin(so CUTE!), Suhaila and Amirah.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/raya%20outing%20sec%20skewl09.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/raya%20outing%20sec%20skewl09.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyana, me, Redha, Suhaila and Amirah. I think this shot was an UN-ready shot. Muahaha.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we headed off to Amirah's house. We took the LRT back to Simei which was a SERIOUSLY long trip. Haha. Me and Liyana were like holding hands when we were at the Doubyghaut(I have no idea how to spell that.) Control Station. But in the end, we smart girls arrived at Amirah's house in FOURpieces!(: Oh and we took a picture while waiitng for the train to come!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/raya%20outing%20sec%20skewl01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/raya%20outing%20sec%20skewl01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Suhaila, Amirah and Liyana. That's my camera! Erm, I snapped the picture from the mirror of the erm Mrt train window. Muahaha!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Amirah's house, me and Liyana were like inviting ourselves to the kuihs that were placed on the table cause Amirah had to like serve us the drinks etc. Haha. So here is one stupidd picture of us. We felt lame. So yeah. Oh and Suhaila wasn't joining us cause she was TOO engrossed in writing the book that all the five of us(Dory, me, Liyana, Amirah and Suhaila) are writing in at the moment. When it's all done, I think Kimmie's helping us publish it or something liddat. But I doubt my parts are good enough. Muahaha.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/raya%20outing%20sec%20skewl%2021.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/raya%20outing%20sec%20skewl%2021.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyana and me eating the mini popiah that Amirah made. Muahaha.(: Fake cigarettes. But don't worry. We'renot planning to smoke anytime soon. Hm, NEVER!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so then we were off to Suhaila's house. Suhaila was still engrossed in writing the book. So we didn't talk much for that period of time. Heh. Oh and it rained while we were at Amirah's house. So then when me and Liyana were walking down the alley towards the busstop, a raindrop from the tree fell onto my head. And so we made this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops are falling on my head,&lt;br /&gt;Drop,drop,drop.&lt;br /&gt;And when you're sitting on the bed,&lt;br /&gt;Plop,plop,plop.&lt;br /&gt;And when you crack open and egg,&lt;br /&gt;Crlop,clrop,clrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Super lame, I know. But that's us isn't it? Hehe. Oh so then when we arrived at Suhaila's house, we ate the Curry chicken that her mum cooked for us. Nice nice nice! And so then, we headed off to Liyana's house! We took the train there. Hmm. Oh in the train, Amirah and me sat opposite Liyana and Suhaila cause there wasn't any seats for all the four of us. And mean mean meanie Suhaila took candid photos of us! But I don't have them so too bad. You can't see the ever-so-stoopid photos of me. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to Liyana's house and I made an UTTER fool of myself. BLARGH. I banged onto the weighing scale cause I didn't see where I was walking. Heh. Soo lame. Haha. Oh and here's a picture of us at Liyana's house.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/raya%20outing%20sec%20skewl%2017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/raya%20outing%20sec%20skewl%2017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Liyana up top. And Amirah and Suhaila sitting on the chairs. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so then we headed off to Cikgu Alena's house, which was in Pasir Ris. Haha. We took a bus there. When we arrived, we saw Cikgu in a PURPLE SHIRT! Almost alike as Liyana!(: Hehehe. Okok. I shall talk about that later. So, while we were waiitng till the clock ticked to 6pm, I had to do almost ALL the talking with Cikgu lah. Hrumpfh.): So mean lah the rest of them. Oh and we took a photo! Cikgu insisted on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/raya%20outing%20sec%20skewl%2015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/raya%20outing%20sec%20skewl%2015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyana, Amirah, Suhaila, me and Cikgu!(: Okay take a close look at those two alike-looking people! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liyana and Cikgu Alena.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirt: BOTH purple!&lt;br /&gt;Hair: BOTH short!&lt;br /&gt;Face sturcture: BOTH alike!&lt;br /&gt;Specks: BOTH wearing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! Ain't that just plain cool??? Haha. Okay. So then OFF to MY HOUSE!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took bus 109 and then switched to bus 2. Then we arrived at my house, ate Roti John that my mum bought for us. Oh and we took pictures!(: No actually we just took one photo. here it issss...(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/raya%20outing%20sec%20skewl%2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/raya%20outing%20sec%20skewl%2012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyana, Suhaila, Amirah and me!(: My couch! My house! Haha. Oh after eating, everyone wanted to go home but it was super late at night so I asked my dad to send them home. So while waiting for my dad and mum to get ready, we played taiti and and and HAPPY FAMILY!(:&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Here is a candid shot of Liyana and Suhaila, waiting for their turn. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/raya%20outing%20sec%20skewl%2014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/raya%20outing%20sec%20skewl%2014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyana, MY CUTE STAR PILLOW! and Suhaila. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then, sorry for updating so SUPER late. I shall blog about my primary school friends outing tomorrow or maybe later. Going to get a haircut now! Buhbyeesss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116217307372797621?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116217307372797621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116217307372797621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116217307372797621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116217307372797621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/11/out-of-utter-boredom.html' title='Out of Utter Boredom.'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116229313477831869</id><published>2006-10-31T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T07:13:02.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Campout.(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hellos!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today was SUPER fun lah. Well, I didn't realise that Kimmie asked me to do this quiz until today so I shall do it. Yerp.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) How old do you wish you were?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I wish I was 19 cause then I'll get my Driving License and then get my own car!!(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Where were you when 9.11 happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Can't really remember. Maybe sleeping in my ever so comfy bed.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) What do you do when vending machines steal your money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'll say,"Heyyy, Cheat my feelings!*cries*". HAHA!: D!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4) Do you count yourself kind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I guess so. But when irritating people comes around, never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5) If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Never gonna get one. It's kinda painful and ugly looking.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;6) If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;French. Sounds so nice when people speak in French.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;7) Do you know your neighbours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yes of course I do!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;8) What do you consider a vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;A place where I can get away from all those problems and just be care-free.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;9) Do you follow your horoscope?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Nah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;10) Would you move for the person you loved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Don't think so, but it would be so sweet if someone did that for me!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;11) Are you touchy feely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hmm, I have no idea what that means. Yes, I suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;12) Do you believe that opposites attract?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yes. Magnets prove it all!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;13) Dream job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Doctor or lawyer. Just anything that strikes out!: D!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;14) Favorite channel(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Disney Channel, AXN, Starworld!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;15) Favorite place to go on weekends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Anywhere that I can cycle at.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;16) Showers or Baths?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Baths. It's more calming but I seldom have baths though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;17) Do you paint your nails?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Nope. Not into painting my nails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;18) Do you trust people easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I guess so. Unless I know that they can't be trusted.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;19) What are your phobias?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ghosts, creepy crawlies and when my brother scares me at night.):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;20) Do you want kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yes I do! I'd like 6. Such a nice, nice number!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;21) Do you keep a handwritten journal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yes I do. But I doubt you can find it. Heh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;22) Where would you rather be right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'd rather be outside, cycling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;23) Who makes you feel warm and fuzzy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My mum when she hugs me, my dear when he talks and my friends when we part.&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;24) Heavy or light sleeper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Definately a heavy sleeper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;25) Are you paranoid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Doubt so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;26) Are you impatient?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hmm, sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;27) Who can you relate to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;My friends and sometimes my mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;28) How do you feel about interracial couples?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;It's cool!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;29) Have you been burned by love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yes, I have. But it was kinda stupid of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;30) What's your favorite pick-up line?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"OMG. That is so LAME!(:" and "Pembelos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;31) What's your main ringtone on your mobile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Come To Me-P.Diddy feat Nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;32) What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Watching My Wife And Kids with my brother. It was so darn funny!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;33) What did the last text on your cellphone say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Card Balance: $4.99. Etc.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;34) Whose bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me and my sister's.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;35) What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;36) Most recent movie you watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Monsters Inc. with Dory and Kimmie!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;37) Name three things you have on you at all times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;My clothes, my hairband and my wallet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;38) What color are your bed sheets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Green.):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;39) How much cash do you have on you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;5 cents! HAH. : D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;40) What is your favorite part of the chicken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Drumsticks of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;41) What's your favorite town/city?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Paris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;42) I can't wait till..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;6th November!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;43) What did you have for dinner last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Fried Bee Hoon. That was at 12.15am. Haha.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;44) Do you own a gun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Obviously NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;45) What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hot chocolate!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;46) Where do you think you'll be in 10 yrs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'll be in a classroom, studying medicine. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;47)Last thing you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;POPCORN and toffee that me and Dory made!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;48) What songs do you sing in the shower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I don't sing. I talk to myself. Haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;49) Last thing that made you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kimmie's joke. Wakakaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;50) Worst injury you've ever had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me falling off a bike and falling into a bush. Eherrm, I had a passenger and she didn't let me use her bike like forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;51) Does someone have a crush on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Doubt so.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;52) What's your favorite candy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;KINDER!!!!&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;53) What song do you want played at your funeral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Any song that sounds sad and touching.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;54) Five random people to do this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;1. Idayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. Suhaylah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. Nurul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. Suhaila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;5. Hafidz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hmm, that was fun. Muahaha. K la, I wanna go have dinner already. Shall update about the Movie Campout some other day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116229313477831869?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116229313477831869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116229313477831869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116229313477831869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116229313477831869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/10/movie-campout.html' title='Movie Campout.(:'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116178146904903419</id><published>2006-10-25T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T06:04:30.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya!(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hellos!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Guess what day it was yesterday!! It was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HARI RAYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! Didn't have time to blog cause I was busy going out with my family. Hahaha. Yesterday was seriously fun lar. Had a whale of a time. My cousin from Malaysia is staying with my family until next Sunday. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Missed him alot man. So since yesterday was over, I shan't brag about it. I shall talk about today!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Today: Went Cycling Around Singapore!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hahaha. Obviously not la. Well, that was the main thing that I did today. So, I shall start from the wee hours of the morning. Woke up to pray and then I fell asleep again cause I had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;NO SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today!! Haha.(: I can see someone's green eyes glowing.. Oh so then I woke up at 12pm and ate the Lontong that my mum cooked. Haha. It was so nice. So then I bathed and got ready to go to Tampines Mall with my mum and my cousins, Abdul and Amirah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When we were at Tampines Mall, my mum went to the reflexology place while my cousins and I went galavanting around. My mum gave me 10 bucks to spend on the three of us. Haha. I wanted to eat dougnut. But too bad, there was none in sight. So we went to NTUC to buy my Kinder!! Hais. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Love it so much. &lt;3&lt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Oh so then bought Kinder and M&amp;M which cost $4.10 in total. So we were left with $5.90. Haha. We headed off to the Arcade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Abdul and me played the House Of Dead thingy and while we were playing, my 5-year-old cousin, Amirah, was screaming like hell. Hahaa. It was super funny la! She was covering her eyes and all like as if she was watching a horror movie. Hah. Okay so then we played the race cars and we left the place to go to Toys 'r' Us. We were looking at all the toys there and we found this hands on game. It was the Winnie The Pooh game. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It was so fun!(: Me and Abdul were like so amused by it cause it was free! Haha. And it was like those kind of kids games but I mean, when something's free, it had to be fun right? Well, that's how it works for me. Like me and my bro always say," Of course it's nice. Cause it's free!" Haha. It's kinda our trademark. Muahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; few minutes after that, we went to meet my mum and bought some stuff at The Body Shop cause my mum wanted to buy her soaps and stuff. Haha. So then me, Abdul and Amirah went to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;take the bus home. On the way home, me and Abdul were like looking at the roads cause we were planning to cycle there to get home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When we reached home, we prayed and then we set off with our bikes to Loyang Point. I was still bored so the both of us cycled on to Tampines then to Simei then back home! Haha. It was darn fun lar. Haha. Eventhough Abdul's bike had a little mishaps, we still reached home in one piece. It was so so so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! Oh so then when we reached home, we went swimming and then ate egg(I fried them!). Yeah. That was about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm about to go out to Jalan Raya again in a few minutes time. So yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;-to all the Muslims out there who are celebrating!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Take care, Syah&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116178146904903419?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116178146904903419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116178146904903419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116178146904903419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116178146904903419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/10/hari-raya.html' title='Hari Raya!(:'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116145000998203836</id><published>2006-10-21T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T10:00:10.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Time: 12.37am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mood: Bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doing now: Crapping with my sister.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Good evening!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Haha. I'm super bored right now so I decided to blog. It's pretty late right now but guess what! Im not sleepy. Haha. Today was tiring but fun! &lt;strong&gt;I swed my curtains!!&lt;/strong&gt; Such an acheivement!(: Haha. I've been exclaiming alot huh... Haha. Er, woke up at 12 something cause I was super super tired. I couldn't even bare to read my book. Muahaha. That's how tired I was. Oh so then woke up and bathed. After that, went to help mum hang up my curtains and and and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; I SWED MY CURTAINS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I feel so happy. Hurhurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hrm, after that watched a little bit of Jimmy Neutron on Nick. Haha. It was super funny la. The episode was about Jimmy and Carl's parents getting into a feud and they try to patch them back together by destroying their lawns. They thought their fathers would work together to make it better but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They were absolutely wrong. So then Carl was so determined to not end his friendship with Jimmy, he used Jimmy's invention to increase the amount of weeds in their lawns. And they mutated to become some super freaky weeds. In the end, all of them lived happily ever after!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Then, I helped my mum bake cookies and fill in the pineapple of the pineapple tarts. I'm gonna do my chocolate chip cookies tomorrow!! Oh and I'm gonna help my sister do her Macron tomorrow too! Everything is like super &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;chocolatey!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Love love love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Erm, then I broke my fast and went for Fasting prayers at the mosque. Then we headed off to Granny's place!! Haha. So excited! But when I reached there, I was forced to teach my cousin. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But the worst part is, I'm supposed to teach him SCIENCE! Can you believe that? I'm not even good in Science lah. And furthermore, it's primary school science. All those facts that I can't remember anymore. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But but but I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MANAGED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;finish&lt;/span&gt; the whole paper with him!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!(: Haha. Oh then I picked out a baju kurung from my cousin's wardrobe for the Dikir thingy. Hah. I bet it's gonna be such a cool day! Oh then I'm super bored now. I think I'm gonna watch &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Aquamarine&lt;/span&gt;! It's such a nice moovviiee! Okay then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Buhbyeesss.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Iloveyoudear!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116145000998203836?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116145000998203836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116145000998203836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116145000998203836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116145000998203836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/10/time-12.html' title=''/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116133653715427130</id><published>2006-10-20T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:16:49.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Helloooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;First and fore most, I would like to shout it out loud that&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MY PHONE IS OKAY!!!(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Phew, I was so freaked that I would have wasted my $6.30 value just cause I don't know the PUK code. Haha. I tried calling Starhub yesterday night but it was SUPER late that I didn't think the Customer Service people would actually be able to entertain me. Muahaha. So I lived without my handphone for a few hours. It didn't make much difference cause I used to be without a handphone so it didn't matter that much. But yeah. I feel so relieved. Oh and school was HYPER today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My day started as usual..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The normal stuff that all the normies do. Haha. Cute huh? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;normies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Haha. Okay erm, woke up for start of fast and then I slept again. Hah. Woke up pretty late to go to school though. Haha. So I was a teenie weenie little bit late but it's okay. I made it to school on time!(: When I reached school, I started coughing like really badly. I have no idea why. Ohoh. On the way to school, I saw Liyana's bike again!! Hahaha. It was like the THRID time la. Oh yeah. I started coughing like so badly until I reached class. Then, Liyana arrived in class and I told her that I saw her again! Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;A few minutes later,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;An annoucement was made that the whole Secondary One cohort was supposed to assemble at the Void Deck for assembly cause it was raining and we couldn't assemble at the Parade Square and neither could we assemble in class cause the Secondary Four pupils were having their 'O' Level Music exams. So then we were all at the Void Deck. I continued my hard coughing and Liyana was like," Don't tell me you're sick because of the haze.." Then I started coughing hard again. Haiisss. Then assembly started and we went through our Geography paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;When we were checking our Geography paper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jeanette was so depressed lar. I feel for her but what can we do now? Exams are over. Hais. So many, many smart asses in my class mann. Liyana, Amy and alot more. I feel so beaten. Just my luck for being a dumb freak. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SOB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sob. Boohoo. Ohkay let's all get over it. What's over is over. Okay so erm, my Geography results was okay. I so should have done Question 6 instead of Question 5 but it's okay. I'm still satisfied. At least I didn't get a C. Okay so then after checking our papers etc., Ms Foo called out my Geography In Drama group. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;GUESS WHAT!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Our skit has been converted into a CD!! I couldn't believe my ears. Oh and and, it's gonna be played during the TKGS Open House. Haha. And my group has to like explain our hardships and stuff and the process of making the skit as perfect as it is. Should be some &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TEAMWORK&lt;/span&gt; talk from us. Haha. So all those coming to the TKGS Open House on the 4th of November, rush to the AVT to see me act as the Cool Guy! Haha. Oh so then went to the hall to practise Dikir again. Love my role!! Kompang Gang! Haha. : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;After the short rehearsal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me and Suhaila had to put back our instruments back into the Malay room so we took quite a while to get to the Parade Square to line up again. So, I pulled Suhaila's hand and I ran. Haha. It was super tiring ah but it was all worth it cause in the end, Suhaila almost fell over her bag!! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt; It was super hilarious I tell you. Oh and there's another&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; SUPER&lt;/span&gt; hilarious incident that I'd like to share with all of you even though it was super embarassing. ): Okay here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It happened on the 19th of October in the hall when I was rehearsing for the Dikir thing. So then, the Netballers were there, training. It was so amazing lar. But I was thankful not to be in Netball cause it looked so tiring. Hais. So then, they were using the back part of the hall cause it was drizzling outside. My dikir group was practising our dikir barat quite a distance from them. A few minutes later, they said they wanted to use a bigger portion of the hall for their training so then we had to move in front a little more. I was playing with this flower that we were all supposed to use and when I moved forward, I accidentally left my flower there. So, nice me went back to pick it up then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SUDDENLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the Netball team ran towards me and I was so freaked out that I ran away. I was so scared lah. Everyone else was laughing at me. I was so freaked that I cried. I mean, my eyes were teary. But the tears didn't flow down. It was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; freaky lah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Hais. So embarrased. But it was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; freaky!! You would feel the same way if you were me. Oh so then we checked our Math papers. Not really happy with my results. Dissapointed. Yeah. That's the word. HAISSS. Oh and I got two extra marks!! Haha. Cause Ms Chan didn't mark my last question. So yeah. I got 2 marks!! Thank you Ms Chan and God. Love yaa! Haha. Okay then, had a briefing on DEP. Pretty boring lah. Considering that I wasn't interested in joining cause my mum said that it would be too heavy for me as I'm taking CSP and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After we were dismissed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Amirah, Suhaila, Liyana, Diyanah, Kimberly and me went to the book fair to look through the books there. It was super expensive la. So then I asked Suhaila to buy me at the bookshop that she always buys books from cause she said it was cheaper. But rich pocketed Amirah went on to buy a book that I think cost like 15 bucks or something liddat. Haha. After that we went to the library to read Archie comics.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Whilst reading the comics,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I lied down on Suhaila's back cause she was tirap-ing and I was tired. So then Suhaila started laughing and my head went up and down and Liyana started laughing cause she said I looked weird. Muahaha. Funny sia. Then a few minutes later, we went off to the hall to practise our Dikir again. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Oh and the best part is, I'm playing the kompang, Suhaila's playing the kompang, NatashaS is playing the Goong and NNatasha is playing the Maracas!! And we are the PEMUZIKS! aka Datin-datin NANS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Haha. Oh and me and NatashaS requested that we could wear the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;guy baju kurung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! Haha. So cool lah. Me and NatashaS were like so hyper about it but Suhaila wasn't too happy cause she's the girly, pinky kind of girl. Haha. Can't blame her. She's born a girl mahh. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then,we were allowed to go home!! I was UBER happy. Haha. Righhtttt. I was happy that we could FINALLY go home so yeah. Love our Dikir and the Tarian!! The dancers were so graceful!! Yeah. Okay so then, I boarded the bus and went home. And now, I need to go and pray and and buy bread from Esso. Hais. Haha. RUn errands&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;for my mum lar. Hehe. Okay then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;~ToOoOdLeS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116133653715427130?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116133653715427130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116133653715427130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116133653715427130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116133653715427130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/10/updates.html' title='Updates..'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116101378246303962</id><published>2006-10-16T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T08:49:43.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Movies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Heyyzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hmm, today was a pretty FUNfilling day basically because I wasn't at home! Muahaha. I've been rotting at home for the past few days that have been school holidays. BUT, today, I got out of the house! HAH. Well, I went out of the house to go to school. Hais. But it was hmm, worth it? I don't know. But today was really a fun day. Hehe. Okay, I woke up and had sahur. Then, I prayed and after that I did my tuition homework. EARLY in the morning!! Haha. By that you can tell that I had NOTHING better to do so I decided to do my tuition homework. My tutor said it needed a bit of brain power cause he said it was hard etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but but but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I managed to solve all of them!! WHEE. Then, I went back to sleep and I activated the alarm on my phone which was supposed to ring at 9.15am. But amazingly, I woke up like by myself at 8.50am when the telephone outside rang. Hmm, this was seriously freaky cause I'm a SERIOUSLY heavy sleeper. Evidence: I put an alarm clock by my bed(which was directly beside my ear) and when it rang, my mum from the other room woke up while me, was still sleeping ever so soundly, all cuddled up in my blanket and hugging tightly to my pillow. Hah. So now I can proudly say that yes, I am a heavy sleeper and me waking up to a phone call which rang in the living room was ever so AMAZING. So, I picked up the phone and it turned out to be my mum, calling to wake me and my brother up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Muahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Okay so then, I went to bathe and got ready for school and I left the house at 9.30am. I was supposed to meet Suhaila at the Simpang Bedok bus stop at 9.45am so that we could reach school on time which was supposed to be 10am. Hah. But, when I reached the bus stop, Suhaila was late(hmm, as usual?) so when she arrived like 15 mins later, we had to wait for another 10 mins for the next bus 10 to arrive. So, we were already late in boarding the bus. What more to reach school on time! HAHA. In the end, me and Suhaila were chatting happily on the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and THEN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;suddenly this bus attendant came up to us to check our ez-link cards. So, I passed her my wallet. She could so simply just pressed my wallet against her machine and get whatever results she wanted right? But no, she HAD to ask me to take out my ex-link card. So, while I was taking my card out, Suhaila gave her card up for checking. When I was read to give her my card, this man suddenly came up and like started to pick a fight with her cause she didn't give him the exact change for his funds. So like, he passed by (I dunno how many) bus stops and he's supposed to pay a certain amount but he didn't so he had to pay extra but the lady didn't give him the correct change. So when she wanted to give him his change, he said he didn't want it so then the lady put the money inside his pocket. [Let's all stop and think.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;**(thinking mode)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;If someone gave you money like that, you would keep it and just walk away right? Eventhough our so darn freaking angry at that person who didn't give you your change. Who in the world wouldn't want their money back for the right reasons? Tag me if you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Okay back to the story] And so, the guy took out everything that was inside his pocket and THREW the money INTO THE DUSTBIN! Can you imagine that!?!?! Tsktsktsk. What a waste. Okay so then we rached the school bus stop at 10.45am(hah. how late could we get.) and we walked all the way to the main gate which cost us like 10 mins cause we were walking so slowly. It was on purpose lah. Then, we reached the school hall at 11.10am. Haha. That was like 1hr and 10mins late! Muahaha. But it was cool wasn't it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;In the hall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was supposed to do Dikir Barat for the Deeparaya concert. That includes kinda most of the Secondary One malay students. So, I was supposed to be the Tukang Karut(person who speaks a WHOLE lot of crapp) with Amirah but she was sick. So, I didn't have a partner. And then found out that the Tukang Karut wasn't supposed to do what we did during the past rehearsal so then me and Amirah switched places with Nabilah and Nadiah cause they had more experience in doing what we were supposed to do. Yerp. I didn't have a partner so I sat with Suhaila playing the Gong and the Kompangs. Haha. It was lame ah but was sorta fun. The whole thing ended at around 1pm. So then me, Suhaila and Liyana headed off to Suhaila's house to watch Horror movies cause Suhaila's house had projector and home theatre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;On the way to Suhaila's house,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We headed towards the bus stop infront of Tkss cause we wanted to take 33 to her house. So I asked them,"Do you guys wanna go up the over head bridge?" They answered,"NO." So the simplest way was, JAY-WALKING. Haha. So, being the expert(haha.yeah right.-_-'') in jay-walking, I took Liyana and Suhaila's hands and walked them across the road. Then I stopped in the middle cause there was a taxi going towards our direction and Liyana was so excited that she wanted to walk across!! Haha. But I held her back. So then when we reached the bus stop we saw Ms Della with her new outfit? Haha. But she looked super retro I tell you. I couldn't tell that it was her from afar. Muahaha. Then in the bus, me and Liyana were reading the book that we(Amirah, Suhaila, me, Liyana and Dory) were writing and we were still discussing about the plot and stuff. A few minutes later we arrived at Suhaila's bus stop and so we alighted the bus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;While walking to Suhaila's house,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana was happily walking and we were silent for a moment when suddenly I saw a HUMOUNGOUS lizard(Cicak besar according to Suhaila) in front of Liyana's face so I went," EEEEEEEE!!!!" Then Liyana and Suhaila screamed. HAHA. When they screamed, there was this malay uncle who was gardening and then he looked at us. And we started laughing. Haha. Okay, then we arrived at Suhaila's RENOVATED house and I was like WOOOWWWW. Haha. She has a survielance camera!! Cool right? And her house looked a little bit bigger than before. So it was pretty different. Okay then we watched SAW II. It was UBER gory lah. Not scary at all. Haha. I told them it was nothing BUT goryness. But it was a nice movie to watch. I was so disguested that I turned my whole face into Liyana's hand cause I was lying down on the sofa with her while Suhaila sat alone on the other sofa. Haha. It was freaky lah but I guess everything went fine. The movie ended at around 3pm so me and Liyana left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;At the bus stop,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was pacing around the bus stop while waiting for bus 31 to arrive and Liyana was just standing behind me. Then suddenly I heard this like crunching sound. So I looked down at Liyana's feet cause I thought she stepped on something but there was no sign of anything there except for small tiny little leaves. So then the conversation went like this. Liyana=blue, Me=orange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Was that you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That sound. Was it you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*looks behind me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*I freak out* LIYANA STOP LOOKING BEHIND ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;And then we were found hugging each other. Haha. I guess we were super paranoid lah. Haha. Then the guy standing at the other side of the bus stop stared at us. And I started to freak out again cause I was still thinking about the movie. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want to play a game with you. You are given five minutes to figure out what movie I am talking about or else, the collar of the shirt that you are wearing will tighten and suffocate you to death!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAH. Joke lah. That also wanna believe. Hais. Okay then so when we boarded the bus and reached our destination, I walked Liyana to the MRT station and I walked to my granmother's house. When I reached there, I plopped on the sofa and fell asleep until like about 4 plus when I called dear but he was sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-_-''.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Haha. I can't believe I wrote that twice in my blog. Muahaha. Okay so then I went to buy food for buka and went home to eat buka and then headed off to the mosque for Fasting Month Prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I'm feeling ever so bad for Suhaila. Hais, cheer up girl. You still got me!(: Hais. Okay then, it's like seriously late right now and I've got school tomorrow. So I shall blog some other day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ToOdles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116101378246303962?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116101378246303962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116101378246303962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116101378246303962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116101378246303962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/10/scary-movies.html' title='Scary Movies!'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-116067119357469835</id><published>2006-10-12T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T09:39:53.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Matters Anymore.</title><content type='html'>Don't&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; just feel the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;At times when&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; know that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; matters anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; try to do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Even when &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; put in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SO MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; effort&lt;br /&gt;It all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;turns back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; feel like &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;crying&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; feel like you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;deserve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be left &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly there's this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;spark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spark &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;which brings &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; back &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; happiness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;laughter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;end&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; think that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will turn out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; turns to&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; flames&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;trusted&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Which &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; thought &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's just&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; no use&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; having &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hopes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will turn it's back to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Even those friends whom &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;thought &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;cared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;memories &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;just &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;fade &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; stop for a second and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;just not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;er or later,&lt;br /&gt;Those &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;shed will &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;fade &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; know it's of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;no use&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;anymore&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; just gotto&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt; live life&lt;/span&gt; as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might not be the&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; best&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;It might &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; be what &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; wished for&lt;br /&gt;But it's the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; start&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt; thinking&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out there&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to be &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;taken care&lt;/span&gt; of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out there,&lt;br /&gt;There is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; made for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who'd &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;no matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; how &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;hard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; try,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; how much &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;effort&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; put in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;falls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;signing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt; off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;syah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-116067119357469835?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/116067119357469835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=116067119357469835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116067119357469835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/116067119357469835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/10/nothing-matters-anymore.html' title='Nothing Matters Anymore.'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-115760681184528871</id><published>2006-09-06T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T22:26:52.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Heyheyheyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It's been such a long time since I blogged. Haha. Been preoccupied with school work and revision. Exams are coming people!! Hais. Stress man. Well, school holidays can't really be called HOLIDAYS anymore huh? Hehe. Butbutbut, there's still some essence of fun times! Like yesterday. Wednesday, 6th September 2006, haha. I had Malay Camp! And it was SOSOSO fun!! HAHA. And now, my brain is kinda into MALAY MODE. Haha. Weird, freaky. I know. Hehe. Erm, I had loads of fun. Basically cause, I was talking crapp, again. Hehe. But yeah, it was fun. We were spilt into two groups ah. The whole cohord of Sec 1s. So, I was in Group B. Then, as I was sitting in front, the instructor asked for someone to get the plan sheet ah for the day. So, I took it for the benefit of my group. Btw, lemme try to remember who was in Group B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Liyana, Aisyah(me), Diyanah, Amirah, Hanis, Khaleedah, Nadrah, Ah Sin, Rawiah, Nur Aisyah, Nabilah Isa, Nabilah Ahmad, Rahmah, Radia, Izza, Nidia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Yay! I remembered all their names!(: WHEE. Haha. Okay so then the guy said I was the leader of the group. And I was like WADD?!?! Haha. But yeah. So then, I didn't wanna become the leader so I passed the sheet back. Thenthen, we all decided that Nabilah Isa was the leader! GO NABILAH!(: Then, the instructor gave us some 'jersey' shirt. With the words: RiangRia on it. Haha. It looked like we were some soccer team lah. So liyana was like," Kumpulan RiangRia, to the field!" Hhaha. Okay then, the first bengkel was Puisi Dalam Lagu(Poem Songs). Yeah. So then my group made up a so-called poem in Malay of course. Our poem was almost picked to be made into a song I think. But they didn't choose it cause of the crappy stuff that we wrote in the end. Haha. Yepyep. But it's okay. We tried our best! And I still love my group. Awwwww. Hehe. Okay then, it was the bengkel with Liyana's ex-trainee teacher. From Coral. He was erm, a kinda joker. But most of his jokes I didn't get. But I laughed along anyway. Hehe. We had to make some pantun and sajak. But me and Liyana and out group were like so merepek. Haha. Like 100% crappy-ness. Haha. But it was fun. We didn't win ah. For the first two bengkels that we did. Then, it was LUNCH TIME!! I couldn't wait man. I was so so so hungry that I could bite off Liyana's finger. Hah. Joke. Okay not funny.(: Erm, so they served us Chicken Rice. Hehe. It was so so nice. Ha. Basicaly cause I was hungry. Yeah. Then, it was DRAMA class!! WHOOTS. Some actor/director from Suria came and like instructed us ah. Hehe. It was cool. Yepyep. And and and. We had to like play a game. There's like obstacles in the middle of the room and like the person at the other end was supposed to guide the person opposite them, who were blinded(had to close their eyes), towards them but the opposite person cannot touch of bang into the items in the middle of the room and other people. Yeah. I partnered with Rahmah. Haha. She brought me over. Butbutbut, I am so sorry for this, I ALMOST brought her over. But I failed. I'm so sorry Rahmah! Okay then we had to act out a scene. Erm, we had to be in groups of 5. So in my group was Liyana, Diyanah, Hanis, Amirah and ME!(: So, we had to make up a storyline and whatever shitts. Haha. So, as Hanis's mind was FILLED with TERRORISM, she wanted a bomb attack. So we all agreed on it. Butbutbut, we didn't know where to place it. Ha. Amirah suggested the MRT but we thought that it was TOO common. Yeah. Then Liyana wanted in to be in a bus. But we couldn't think of 5 characters. So it wasn't enough. Then me, hahaha. I suggested that it was going to be in a school toilet. So then, some kid would want to go and shit and like seriously urgent but she can't go cause like there's a bomb in the toilet. So yeah. We had to make up of a conflict. So, that was the conflict ah. Then, we rehearsed. Haha. It all started off like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Four students, me, Liyana, Amirah and Hanis in a classroom not paying to the teacher, Diyanah, who was teaching in front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: Eh, nak dekat loceng ah! 3, 2, 1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;All four students:  KRINGGGG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Diyanah: Ok murid-murid-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana: OKay bye Cikgu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: Eh korang, aku nak makan Nasi Briyani ah. Lapar seh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Amirah: Nasi Briyani tu aper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hanis: Alamak, Nasi Briyani pon tak tau..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: Nasi Briyani tu.. Nasi.. dengan Briyani..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana: Eh, korang bau busuk tak??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hanis: A'ah eh. Eh kau kentot eh?(turning to me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: Ye laah.. Korang nye pasal.. Tak nak kasi aku makan.. Eh, aku sakit perut ahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Diyanah: Murid-murid. Tolong  pulang ke kelas kerana ada benda yang meragukan di tandas sekolah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: Eh, aku nak gi berak ahh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana: Okay ah pergi ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hanis: Tak boleh.. Kan ade bende yang meragukan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana: Dier nak berak nie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: Entah..Kalau aku berak pat sinie saper nak lap? Kau?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hanis: Tak boleh.. Kiter kene balik kelas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: Alah. Korang balik ah. Aku nak berak jugak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hanis and Amirah walks off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana: Kau gi berak ah. Aku tunggu pat luar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I make a stressed out face with stupid stupid noises, trying to shit larr.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana: Eh, kau berak lamer sehh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: Tunggu jap ahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;BOOOOOOOOOOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Then Liyana and me died.Hanis came in and started sobbing.. And the story ended. Haha. Yep. Okay then the crowd had to comment on us and stuff. Hehe. Yeah. OKay then we had teabreak. Ate Oreo and drank fruitpunch. ha. Then we had DIKIR BARAT!!! WHEEEEEE. SO fun laa. Okay we learnt about the people who were IN the dikir barat group. So like yeah. There's the Tok Juara, Tukang Karut, Awok-awok and the Pemuzik. Haha. So like the instructor taught us how to DIKIR. Hehe. OKay the first Dikir was Karut Kelantan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I'll try to remember the way to say it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1,2,3,4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5,6,7,8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hari ini kita belajar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kita belajar Karut Kelantan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Buah cempadak di luar pagar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ambil galah tolong jolokkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kami budak baru belajar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kalau salah tolong tunjukkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and the other one was..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Alah Eh Wauu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eh Wau Bulann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eh Wau Bulann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Teraju Tigaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yeah and we started clapping to the beat and stuff. then me and liyana volunteered to be the Tok Juaras. SO we sang the stuff then the awok-awoks follow. Haha. It was so cool lah. Then, we had prize presentation. Yep. I won for Drama and Dikir. Hehe. D&amp;D. COOLNESS! Yeah. Then went home, called dearest.  And and and... Haha. Okay nevermind. private &amp; confidential ! Haha. Yeah. Then, I was so tired. But I didn't sleep. I started studying history. After solating Maghrib that is. Then, went online and talked to Dory. She said must type out the stuff. Hais. Yeah. So then I started typing and all. And that was it. Ha. My tiring tiring day. Ha. And when I sat on the bed to read my book, which I do every night, I fell asleep the moment I read the first sentence. Haha. Yeah. Okay then. I'm gonna start studying already. Toodles!&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/20172802-115760681184528871?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/115760681184528871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=115760681184528871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/115760681184528871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/115760681184528871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/09/school-holidays.html' title='School Holidays!'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-115600393798460384</id><published>2006-08-19T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T09:12:18.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross country.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hello peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I just came back from an ever-so-tiring day! My thighs are aching and I feel so tired. It'd like 11.20 pm now but I'll just blog for awhile about today. It all started when my mother woke me up at 6am. And I was like,"Why is she waking me up so super early on a SATURDAY?!?! Wait. Is this a Saturday? Or Friday? What do I have to do today?" Haha. I was talking to myself in my head and it was freaky but I finally remembered that I had Cross Country today! HAHA. So, I woke up reluctantly..Went to bathe then got ready to go to East Coast Park. On the way there, I fell asleep in the car and I woke up when we reached the park. Then I got out of the car and my parents came out too. I was so shocked la. So I asked them,"Why are you getting out of the car?" Then they laughed. I thought they were going to like support me while running but they just wanted to have breakfast there. Hehe. Then..I was pacing around the carpark when suddenlt some gold coloured car drove in front of me and guess who it was!?!?! It was Amirah!! HAHA. Then, we walked together towards the field and that was when we met the others. Yepyep. Erm, as I was running, I didn't have to bring props or anything for the Zany Green Parade Performance. So, I just brought my track pants and my safety pins. Haha. Then, while waiting for the Sec 1's turn for the cross country run, songs were played and me and pooja sang along to the "Move Along" song by The All American Rejects. WHEE. Yah. And I sang the other songs to myself. Cause the rest didn't know the lyrics. Then, it was FINALLY time for the sec 1s to run. At first, me and Margaret had the lead. We were running side by side. Then, suddenly I felt my left leg ache. Hais. Unfortunate me. So I slowed down and Margaret went forward then she suddenly stopped running. Then I shouted at her to NOT STOP RUNNING!! So she ran again. Then, two people ran past me. Hais. I felt my heart ache man.. I'm so dissapointed in myself. Hais hais hais. So like one by one they passed me. I felt a stitch below my left chest. It hurt so bad. I couldn't take it any longer cause I saw how far the distance was and I gave up. I just couldn't take it any longer. It hurt so bad. It was the worst stitch I ever had. Seriously, I wouldn't give up that easily if you know me well enough unless I think it's really impossible. Hais. It just hurt so bad. Okay so I started walking briskly. But towards the end, I decided to run. I mean, it IS a run right..So I has to run. But in the end, after ALL THAT EFFORT(ha. okay I didn't really put in that much effort.) I received a number 33. Hais. Out of 90 girls. I got 33! Hais hais hais. I'm dissapointed. So I wasn't really THAT happy after the race. Hais. I shall try next year. Let's see if they want me to run again. Haha. I doubt so man. Sorry 1e8! I dissapointed you. Erm, after that..It was time for the Zany Parade. Jeanette and Putri backed out I think so me and Liyana filled in for them. Haha. So we were the runners/fairies for today. Haha. I partnered Dory and Liyana partnered Rawiah. It was fun ah but I learnt the steps like last minutes so everything was ALMOST haywire. But I tried my best to help the class. It's the effort that counts right? Yeah. Erm..Then..It was picture taking time!! I took alot of pictures la. Haha. But too bad I forgot to bring my camera. So I used Cheryl's cam, Germaine's cam, Suhaila's cam and Hannah's hp. Haha. Then the whole event was over so Suhaila, Amirah, Nurul, Hannah, Idayu and me went to eat together at Parkway Parade's KFC. Yupyup. Then, me and Liyana were making lame jokes. Haha. We made alot ah. But I shall just tell you one of each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mine: There was this monkey climbing a banana tree. Then, he suddenly saw an apple on the tree. He picked it. And what did he do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Liyana: Do you know why it rained just now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Try and figure out the answers people. Haha. I shall tell you the answers when I think you're ready. Haha. I will type it out at the end of this post okay. Yah. Then, after eating..Hannah, Nurul, Idayu, Liyana and me went to Parkway to walk around. I wanted to look for The All American Rejects album so we went to Sembawang. Haha. After that, everyone went home. We took 31. All the five of us. Me, Liyana and Hannah fell asleep in the bus. But Hannah trusted me to wake her up at Simei so I wasn't really asleep. HAHA. Then, Idayu met her *dreamboy* in the bus. *to ayu: He's okay lah. But I think he kinda mat you know..* Yah. Then, theremaining four of us stopped at Tampines Interchange anddd...LIYANA FOUND ONE DOLLAR ON THE FLOOR!! Haha. Like so lucky right? We wanted to donate it to the Flag Day people but there wasn't any so we bought two vanilla ice-cream cones. HAHA. Then, cause Liyana couldn't go into the MRT with food so we decided to walk around Tampines Mall to finish it up. THENNN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I remembered that there was a SINGAPORE IDOL ROADSHOW AT TAMPINES MALL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Haha. so, me and Liyana decided to go. Cause Idayu and Nurul had to go home. Haha. We were so excited lah. Then we discussed on what to do. We wanted to call Dory over but she had piano. Sorry Dory! So, we reached there at arounf 3.30pm like that and the place was like almost full la.Okay.I shall tell you the sequence of events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;1)Me and Liyana squeezed into the front row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;2)The idols came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;3)The security guard was giving out posters.(I got one but Liyana didn't)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;4)Autographing session started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-An old old granny was pushing my back and now it's aching like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-Me and Liyana were squashed by the sea of people who were there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-I wanted to get out cause I coulnd't breathe so did Liyana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-The old old granny was like pushing Liyana and me until we almost fell on the person in front of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-I got the poster and asked my 2e8 senior to get it signed for me cause I wasn't in the autographing que.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;5)Photo taking session started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-I was struggling to get the photo of Hady when the old old granny smacked her shoulder onto my shoulder blade.Do you know how painful that is?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-Liyana and me were on our toes just to get their pictures. Cause we were short. Compared to the people surrounding us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-Nurul waved to me and gave me a Flying Kiss! HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-Liyana and me were irritated by the pathetic crowd.Cause there was this kid. He squeezed his way through to get to the other side of the place then the gate opened at the other side then he pushed his way through. So lame la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;6)Idols were holding out their hands for everyone to hold but me and Liyana were too tired. After all the running and climbing and standing so we decided to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yeah. That was it. Haha. Then, we went separate ways. I went home and smsed dearest. Hehe. Then, I bathed. Cause i felt so sticky. Hais. Then,I had a quick nap and then had religious class. And so, now, I'm at home. On my bed. Almost falling asleep. Ohh. Before I forget. The answers to the jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mine: THE MONKEY ATE IT!! HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Liyana: CAUSE YOU DIDN'T SHOWER!! HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Okay. It was so funny lah. But we made it up. So it's kinda lame. HAHA. Yeah. Okay then. Hope you enjoyed my day of activities. Toodles. I shall go and sleep now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Sweet dreams and god bless, syah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-115600393798460384?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/115600393798460384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=115600393798460384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/115600393798460384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/115600393798460384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/08/cross-country.html' title='Cross country.'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-115486104048344551</id><published>2006-08-06T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T03:50:10.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flag Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Harlox.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I shall write about what I did yesterday. Alot of things happened. I'm so super tired right now but I shall write in my blog first. Then, I'll go to sleep. So, forgive me if my spelling/ grammar is wrong cause I am seriously super super sleepy now. Okay. I woke up at 8.30am after sleeping again at 6.30am cause I woke up to do my Subuh prayers. After that, I turned on the heater and called Liyana. We were supposed to meet at White Sands MRT station that day so I called her. Well, yesterday was Flag Day/ Selling Teddy Bears Day. So, me, Liyana, Dory, Rawiah, Aisyah 1e5 and Suhaila were supposed to meet at Tampines MRT station before we went to City Hall MRT to report for Flag Day duty. Hehe. So me and Liyana decided to meet each other first. We actually wanted to cycle to Tampines but Liyana's mother didn't allow her. So, we had to meet at White Sands MRT. So after calling her to confirm the time and place, I turned on the computer then I went to bathe. After bathing, I went online for awhile and then I got ready to meet Liyana. I so wanted to cycle to White Sands but after some deep thinking, I decided not to cycle there cause we would be released at 6pm. Thus, I'd be home late and it would be very tiring for my to cycle all the way back home. So, I decided to WALK all the way to Liyana's house. Which was the stupidest idea I ever had cause Liyana's house to my house was SUPER far lah. But, I did walk. All the way to Loyang Point. Which took me like 15 mins. That's a record I tell you. I would usually take like 30 mins. Whilst I was walking, I kept saying to myself, "I should have taken the bike...Stupid me.." Haha. And then, when I reached Loyang Point, I waited for number 6, that would take me to White Sands Interchange. I prayed that it'll come soon. And a few seconds later, IT DID COME!! Thank god. Lucky, lucky me. WHEE.(: Haha. Yah. Then, I took the bus and dropped at White Sands Interchange. Waited for Liyana for about a few minutes. SHE WAS LATE! Haha. I called her like thrice that day. Lucky the calls were short so my prepaid card was minused by 6 cents only. Hehe. Then, I met Liyana and we went into the train. We were talking and talking until we reached Tampines. Walked down the steps and went into Guardian. I bought some sweets and then we took free TODAY newspapers from some guy who was giving it out. Then, we waited for Aisyah 1e5, Dory and Rawiah. While waiting, me and Liyana read the newspaper. I found this section about your stars. So, I read it and for me, Capricorn, they said that I'd have financial problems etc. And I think that was quite true as I lost my $20 bucks and I owe Cheryl $10 bucks cause I had to pay for the Swimming Exam thingy. Yah. After that, met up with them and Suhaila. I was hungry so everyone went to eat at MacDonalds! YAY!(: Suhaila had some MacDonalds coupons so everyone took some except for Liyana cause she ate breakfast already. Boo her lah. I ate a medium sized fries, fillet-o-fish, medium sized Ice Lemon Tea and Chocolate Ice Cream Sundae. Yum yum. I was bloated by the time I finished my Ice Cream Sundae. So, I gave some portion of my fries to Liyana. Which was I think, almost more than half. Haha. After that, Aisyah 1e5 wanted to go buy her notebooks at TIMES bookstore and Suhaila wanted to buy her earrings so..We went galavanting all over Tampines Mall. Haha. After that, Rawiah got an sms from Hafidzhin saying that he wanted to meet her I think. So, we walked to Tampines Interchange and there we met Hafidzhin and his friends. Blargh. Then, me and Liyana saw this baloon flying away..Up up into the sky..I wanted it so bad. Considering that it was my birthday that day. Hehe. So, I saw something written on the baloon which said BMW. Then I realised that it was from the BMW showhouse!! So me and Liyana ran to the showhouse eager for the baloons. Hehe. At last, we got it. After acting stupid. No, walking stupidly all around the showhouse. HAHA. Then, Suhaila bought her magazine and we headed off for City Hall after that. In the train, me, Liyana and Dory were playing with the baloon and we tied ourselves to it. Muahaha. It was stupid but it was fun. Then, some guy sitting down wanted to alight the train so he had to like go through the three of us then Dory walked away from me but the guy wouldn't move so Dory moved further. I can't believe Dory forgot that we were TIED TOGETHER so there was the string between us that's why the guy wouldn't move. So, I had to pull Dory towards me then there was some other guy who was standing who laughed at us. Then, we laughed at ourselves. The laughter continues as we wanted to alight the train too. It came to the part where we had to tap our Ez-link cards to get out. I tapped mine then suddenly Dory was stuck there. She wanted to tap her card but Liyana tapped hers first. So, both Liyana and Dory came out by the tap of Liyana's card. Haha. But Dory, being the nice girl, she reported to the officer and so her card got deducted. When we were in that situation, Rawiah, Suhaila and Aisyah 1e5 went off already WITHOUT US. How evil. So, we had to find our way to the Exit B of City Hall. Haha. We did find it. Because we had SHARP EYES. Muahaha. Then, we reported for duty at the exit of Exit B. Haha. Yeah. We got four bears each and eight post-its alltogether. Yeah. So, we had four hours to get $40 or more so that we could get our four hours of CIP. Suhaila, Rawiah and Aisyah 1e5 went to Orchard while me, Liyana and Dory stayed put at the surroundings of City Hall. So, me and Dory and Liyana were walking.. Asking for donations.. And whether they wanted to buy the teddy bear or the post-its. Haha. At first, Dory was like so lucky larhs. She got like alot of donations from people. But later in the afternoon, everyone got their share of donations. WHEE!(: Then, we were walking at some market place I think, still asking for donations.. Me and Liyana were thirsty so we went into the Cheers shop to buy some drinks. When I wanted to go out, Dory was like almost screaming cause there was this little bird outside the door. So I opened it carefully then it flew into the shop and it was hanging from some malay girl's, I think named Fitri,shirt. She was so freaked out. Haha. Then, her friends tried to get it off her but to no avail. So, nice nice me took the bird away. Eventhough I was seriously scared of the bird. Then, I brought it out of the shop. Dory was saying that it was injured or something. So we like sorta tried to medicate the bird. Haha. After that, the Fitri person came out and she said,"Thank you ah." Haha. When I was taking the bird away from her, she said,"OMG. That girl is so brave." Haha. So much for my BRAVENESS. HAHA. Yah. Then, the three of us kept on walking.. Asking for donations.. But we kept walking back to the same places you know. "See, this shows how small the world is," Liyana said. HAHA. Yah. So, we walked and walked and walked until around Bugis there. I sorta knew the place cause I went there with the rest of my History group members as we were searching for C.H.I.J.M.E.S. Haha. Yah. Then, some part of the journey, Dory and Liyana got tired and we got lost. Boohoo. But we found our way out! YAY US!(: In the end, we decided to collect donations from the shopping mall near City Hall MRT. HAHA. I guess we were too tired to even think of walking. Then, Dory helped me sell one teddy bear. I sold the other three! Haha. So proud of me. I sold out all my post-its first though. Hehe. Then, as tired as I was, I still could smile and make myself laugh! Haha. I guess that's just me. Erm, me and Liyana were crapping in the train. Then, we reached Tanah Merah MRT Station and Liyana wanted to like dash through the doors as the doors opened. HAHA. I can't believe I actually did it. We ran past three doors I think. Yeah. After that, everyone spilted as Aisyah 1e5, Dory and Rawiah left at Simei and Suhaila went off without us knowing. And I stopped at Tampines while Liyana stopped at Pasir Ris. So, I walked towards my grandmother's house.. And waited for my parents to fetch me. And yeah. That was about it. Yepyep. Okay then, I am seriously tired right now. I need my sleep!! But before that, I shall post the pictures that we took after Flag Day. Haha. Enjoy!!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/dory&amp;me&amp;amp;liyana.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/dory%26me%26liyana.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dory. me. liyana.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what Dory was thinking but I know me and Liyana were smiling like as if we never smiled before. My lips were so pink after drinking the Strawberry Slurpie. Hehe. This was in the City Hall MRT Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/liyana.me.dory..0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/liyana.me.dory..0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liyana. me. dory.&lt;br /&gt;We were all supposed to do that pathetic face but Dory went out of the theme and smiled. hais Dory..You're always the odd one out. Haha. I think I look stupid in that picture. But we were supposed to look stupid. This was still in the City Hall MRT Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/sweet%20pic%20of%20liyana.me.dory..1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/320/sweet%20pic%20of%20liyana.me.dory..1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liyana. me. dory.&lt;br /&gt;This was the sweet picture of all the three of us! WHEE. So so so happy. I love love love this picture. Haha. A full picture of the Darhlings!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohk then. I think that's about it. I shall have my beauty sleep now. Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;love, syah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2726/2016/1600/tongue%20craze.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-115486104048344551?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/115486104048344551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=115486104048344551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/115486104048344551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/115486104048344551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/08/flag-day.html' title='Flag Day.'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20172802.post-115460431493129603</id><published>2006-08-03T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T04:25:15.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NAPFA day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Harlow people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today was such an exciting and fun day. Eventhough I had alot of tests today, I think today was very, very enjoyable. I'll try to recall every single thing that I did today. Hmm, came to school pretty late though. Muahaha. But I still had time to talk with Dory and Rawiah and we kinda studied I guess. But Dory and Rawiah were pratically reading my science notes. Then marching song started. I walked down to the Parade Square with Liyana and Diyanah. I had no idea what they were talking about but I think Diyanah was updating Liyana on what happened during tennis yesterday. Cause Liyana didn't go as she had to do some NAPFA thing. Ha. While walking, I was reading my science notes even though I read it for like SO many times. Hais. Then I lined up with the class. Suddenly, Ms Della came up to me and said," Aisyah, the Art files are overflooding my locker. Can you please help me bring it up to the Art room?" *I nodded* " Thanks. Bring someone with you." Ha. Was quite hmm, shocking I shall say. But what to do, I'm the Art Rep anyways. Yah. So, after morning assembly, I asked Jeanette to follow me bring the Art files up to the Art room. We walked up, following Ms Della cause we met her outside the Teacher's Room. Then, we put the files like on the shelf and we went off. First period was Geography!! I couldn't wait. Cause I was going to perform my group's skit. So I ran down to class and luckily, Ms Foo wasn't in class yet. A few minutes later, Ms Foo came in and everyone greeted her. Basic courtesy hor. Haha. (: Then, Classical's group got ready to present their skit but my group didn't get to see them act as we had to go to the void deck and set-up our props etc. Haha. I can't believe me and Liyana actually changed into our jeans like at the void deck itself. Muahahaha. A few minutes after everyone changed to their proper attire for the dramatisation, Ms Foo and the rest of 1e8 came down to the void deck. Then, we started our skit. I shall write down the script so that all of you know what the whole skit is all about. Firstly, Rawiah introduced us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rawiah: Good morning Ms Foo and fellow classmates. Today my group is going to present to you Geography in Drama. Liyana here is acting as Nerd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana: Hello*pushing up her spectacles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rawiah: Amirah is acting as the Know-it-all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Amirah: Hello. I know that you know that I-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rawiah: Okay that's enough. Aisyah here is acting as the Cool Guy. A lot of girls has a crush on him except for me lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: Yo. Waddup!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rawiah: And Dory here is acting as a Bimbo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dory: *Giving flying kisses to everyone*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rawiah: And I am Gundu. I hope you'll enjoy our skit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And the play started..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In a friend's room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rawiah: How I wish we could get into this big book of rivers so that we can experience it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ourselves so that we can understand it better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana: So that we can score well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;* Bright light from book*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Everyone got sucked into the book)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dory: My lip gloss!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;In the forest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana: My glasses..Where is it?*touching the ground, searching for her glasses*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: Yo, here babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Amirah: Hemhem, based on the state of ground, I conclude that we are in a forest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: Du-uh! It's so obvious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana, Rawiah, Dory, Amirah: FOREST!?!?!AHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: Chill it babes. It's just a forest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dory: Hehe. He called me babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rawiah: Hey..I hear splash splash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dory: It's not splash splash Gundu. It is a waterfall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dory: Ahem ahem...A waterfall is a vertical flow of fast moving water flowing from great heights which is formed due to unequel resistance of rocks. Less resistant rocks are eroded rapidly than resistant rocks. As a result, there is a change in gradient. A depression at the bottom of a waterfall is called a plunge pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Amirah: Hey..You stole me line..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rawiah: Hey. I see water bouncing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana: That is not water bouncing but those are rapids. Rapids are a series of very short and fast falls. In the beginning, this is how the place looks like. Then, overtime, an area of alternating bends of resistant and less resistant rocks will cause it to look like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Amirah: Hey..There goes my line..However, both of you forgot one thing. River reatures are divided into two parts. Erosional and depositional features. Waterfall and rapids are erotional features.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: So what are depositional features?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;              Wicked! Look a snake. No even better. An ANACONDA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dory: What!?!?* screaming and jumped to Aisyah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Amirah: That's not an anaconda. That's a meander. Well, meander is under depositional features of rivers. Meanders are loop like bends in a river. The water flows around the meander in a spiral manner. Water flows faster on the outer bank than the inner bank. The outer bank causes erosion whereas innner bank causes deposition. Gradually a steep river cliff is formed on the outer bank, causes erosion whereas the inner bank causes deposition. Gradually, a steep river cliff is formed on the outer bank. On the innder bank, deposition of alluvial materials produces a gentle slip-off slope. Finally, I get to speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;               Now that is floodplains and leeves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: What? Leeves? I thought it was Levi's.. *shaking my butt to show the LEVI'S logo on my jeans*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Amirah: No..That is a brand name. This is a river feature. Let's start with floodplains. Floodplains is a low lying plain on both sides of a river covered with allivium which comprises of rock particles such as sand, stilt and clay deposited by the river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana: Leeves are natural embankments found along the river banks which is made up of coarser alluvium deposits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Amirah: The stages of floodplains and leeves. Stage 1, Materials deposited on the bed at normal time. Stage 2, deposition of larger sized and coarser materials which overflow. Stage 3, subsequent flooding. And stage 4, development of leeves and floodplains after repeated flooding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana: Floodplains, River, Levees and larger materials are deposited at the river bank first as they are heavy and finer materials..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rawiah: are carried and deposited further away from the river as they are lighter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*everyone stares at Rawiah in amazement*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Amirah: And here is the delta at the river mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: Hey..Chill it babe.. Let ME do the explaining..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Amirah: Sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: Delta is a land built up from layers of sediments. Conditions for it to form are large loads of sediments, no or few large lakes along the course of the river, a gentle offshore gradient with shallow waters and few or no strong waves to remove the deposited sediments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dory: Here are the deposits. As time passes on..the deposits will build up and finally delta rising above the water. Aww cool guy you are so smart and brilliant. And..There are shapes of deltas. Arcuate that is triangular, bird's fot delta and estuarine delta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*Dory drops her lip gloss into the river*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dory: Ahh. My lip gloss!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*everyone falls into the river*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rawiah: Hey! Where's everyone? You jump..I jump..But I don't want to die leh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: Haiya. Just jump lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Back in the friend's room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana: Where's my glasses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aisyah: You here you go babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana: Let's get the project started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dory: We are sure going to score well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rawiah: Let's get it started..Yeah..Let's get it started in here( to the tune of 'Let's Get It Started' by Black Eyed Peas*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rawiah: Hey..Where's everyone? The book..NO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And that was our play. Haha. After that, Ms Foo said that she wanted to video tape out play. That means.. I think she thinks that it was a good one. Haha. After that, Jamie's group presented. Then, next lesson was English. Mrs Seet went through her English worksheets with us and that was about it. After that we has Science lesson which was actually the Science test which I thought would take up the whole lesson s I didn't bring my textbook. But then, after the Science test..Ms Wong wanted to teach us some stuff. GAH. I didn't bring my textbook so I shared with Cherlyn. Thanks Cherlyn! After that was recess. I ate Sheperd's pie. And after eating, me, Liyana, Dory and the rest of the malay girls in 1e8 played catching and we didn't end it so it continued in Malay class. Haha. Rawiah and Liyana were like lying on the floor. Trying to catch each other. Muahaha. Owh and we had Malay test. After that was Literature test. Sat for it and then, we had free period cause the lesson hasn't ended so we had the time all to ourselves. I tried throwing my correction tape into the dustbin from my seat which was like so far away. So, I failed. boohoo. After that was Math. It was fun. I was feeling high. So I responded to alot of questions. Hehe. After that, I did my Math homework while waiting for my turn to go for NAPFA. Then, I listened to Pooja's iPod. Coolness I tell you. Then, it was time for the second half of the class to go for NAPFA. Whee. Haha. I shall tell you my results k. But I super super jealous of Liyana for her sit-ups and Diyanah for her pull-ups. GAH. Okay..Here are my results..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sit-ups: 41&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Standing Broad Jump: 185 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sit and Reach: 46cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Incline pull-ups: 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Shuttle run: 10:08 secs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2.4km run: 12:46&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So yah. That's basically it. Hehe. After that, went home with Dory and she made me laugh like hell la. Haha. She made me laugh until I cried. Haha. But I did enjoy our bus ride. Ha. Then, went home with dearest. And then...Here I am, blogging about what I did today. WHEE! Okay lahs. I am super super hungry right now cause I didn't eat lunch in school. Owh. Talking about school and food which you have to pay for.. And that concerns money.. I lost my twenty bucks. GAH. Okay then. I shall go and eat now. Muahaha. I think my mom's cooking Mee Soto today. Smells like it. Hehe. Okay then. Take care all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Toodles, syah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20172802-115460431493129603?l=lililaila-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/feeds/115460431493129603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20172802&amp;postID=115460431493129603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/115460431493129603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20172802/posts/default/115460431493129603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lililaila-.blogspot.com/2006/08/napfa-day.html' title='NAPFA day.'/><author><name>aisyah.(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11344956655538427479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUOa6GwtmuQ/TLRfdSC-KVI/AAAAAAAABKo/xa7nSzVDsbI/S220/Image018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
