<?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-10745875</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:49:32.047+08:00</updated><category term='love can be pleasant. only when it&apos;s with you.'/><category term='summer.'/><title type='text'>funky-stopover</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-6439548571597979763</id><published>2008-02-19T17:59:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T18:13:14.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>final destination. sounds so wrong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R7qrRhemF8I/AAAAAAAAAWk/owmpLZdhyj8/s1600-h/SRJC+last+day+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R7qpThemFzI/AAAAAAAAAVc/bZxjVZfjrHI/s200/SRJC+last+day+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168629675230369586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R7qpEhemFyI/AAAAAAAAAVU/tsyH5GyXr8w/s1600-h/SRJC+last+day+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R7qpEhemFyI/AAAAAAAAAVU/tsyH5GyXr8w/s200/SRJC+last+day+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168629417532331810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-6439548571597979763?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6439548571597979763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=6439548571597979763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/6439548571597979763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/6439548571597979763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/final-destination-sounds-so-wrong.html' title='final destination. sounds so wrong.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R7qrRhemF8I/AAAAAAAAAWk/owmpLZdhyj8/s72-c/SRJC+last+day+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-6148283373290160724</id><published>2008-02-07T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T23:21:24.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh and anyhoos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;been wanting to say this like before.&lt;br /&gt;but didn't have the time/opportunity to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm, i wanna thank those who've been supporting me.&lt;br /&gt;my parents.&lt;br /&gt;my sister.&lt;br /&gt;my whole family tree.&lt;br /&gt;especially bik tatik!&lt;br /&gt;rihdwan.&lt;br /&gt;my secondary school friends.&lt;br /&gt;my jc friends. SRJCIANS.&lt;br /&gt;my online friends.&lt;br /&gt;my overseas friends.&lt;br /&gt;my teachers.&lt;br /&gt;my jc teachers.&lt;br /&gt;strangers.&lt;br /&gt;and those who've i missed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate you guys.&lt;br /&gt;i lovelovelove you guys.&lt;br /&gt;promise to be there for you guys whenever you need me there yeah?&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;kin gives a big hug.&lt;br /&gt;let me engulf you!&lt;br /&gt;hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shoot, i forgot to call vidya.&lt;br /&gt;see lahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, vday's coming soon. so is the JAE posting result.&lt;br /&gt;scaray.&lt;br /&gt;lol. wanna watch the notebook mann!&lt;br /&gt;:D&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/10745875-6148283373290160724?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6148283373290160724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=6148283373290160724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/6148283373290160724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/6148283373290160724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-and-anyhoos.html' title='oh and anyhoos.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-6220687722634862260</id><published>2008-02-07T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T23:09:57.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY! like i'm even excited about it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;YOYOYOZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;School ended early right yesterday. Called ili and asked if she wanted to go out. lol, I had to do some catching up mann. I seriously miss secondary school life badly. I wanna be with my secondary school friends again. Ooohs, especially JINGS. Haaaaaa. :D anyhoos, yeah met up with ili and aziah, which included remy and ashraf. Lol. Aha, headed to several fast food outlets and to our disappointment, majority of the fast food outlets that we visited were so freakingly packed with both the public and secondary school students. Dammit. Lol. Settled at burger king in the end. Heheheh. Lol, had the second fast food meal in like what? Months? Hell yeah. Hahhaha. Aha. Lol, ate fish meal. We met a couple more ping yians. And they were asking me about my school, as in SRJC. Lol. So malu lahhh. But nevertheless, I answered their questions. Hahaha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then we headed to ili’s house where we had lotsa fun. Lol, chatting and catching up. At the same time eating till our bellies burst. Hahha. We used the com and scrutinised many profiles. Fun stuff. Lol. Aha. Then aziah left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Ili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;’s mum and dad came home early. Hahha, I ADORE ILI’S MUM! I heart her lotsa! Hahahhaha. I turned down the so called “date” with wan. Luckily I didn’t go. Coz I wouldn’t have had as much fun as I had with ili and aziah. Hahaha. Ate mee suah. DAMN NICE! Spicy and I love it. so yeah, then head home. And slacked. Hahha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So today’s Chinese new year right? So, my Chinese friends are currently celebrating right? Guess what I’m doing. slacking mannn. I’m going swimming later. Have been eating a lot. And I think I’m gaining the weight that I have lost. Oh no! hahhaha. Slept like a log today. And have done nothing but slack, slack, and slack. Wan and family are currently at sentosa. Hahah. Okay, so that’s my day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So I’m considering MI. like for real. Probably appealing. Like seriously. My comeback’s gonna be good this time round. Like HELLYEAH! But at the same time, I wanna sing in a band. Paramore seyyy. NOT!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, so I’m gonna leave you with something probably “random”. So you might as well skip it. lol. So once again, HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Love died in my arms.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an unexpected way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s tragic.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s stupid.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I too naïve?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I too gullible?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hang on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna let go.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s flowing in the blood in my vessels.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s everything.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that’s contained within me is too strong.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s too strong to be extinguished forever.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my heart has a certain capacity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s big enough to contain him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s big enough to let him live within me once more.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:16;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;i'm speechless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;And there’s nothing else I can do.&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/10745875-6220687722634862260?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6220687722634862260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=6220687722634862260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/6220687722634862260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/6220687722634862260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-like-im-even-excited-about-it.html' title='CNY! like i&apos;m even excited about it.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-4283912318645309705</id><published>2008-02-06T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T15:54:59.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess who's back?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R6lb_e_WplI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7oDlqbbtY_E/s1600-h/DSC00272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R6lb_e_WplI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7oDlqbbtY_E/s200/DSC00272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163759593965659730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;yes i do need love. freakshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R6lb5-_WpkI/AAAAAAAAAU8/3q6xe2O3CcU/s1600-h/DSC00265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R6lb5-_WpkI/AAAAAAAAAU8/3q6xe2O3CcU/s200/DSC00265.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163759499476379202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hahah, this was when i give the mat's "i don't care" attitude. i was in my pjams kay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R6lb0-_WpjI/AAAAAAAAAU0/s195ExtD7qE/s1600-h/DSC00222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R6lb0-_WpjI/AAAAAAAAAU0/s195ExtD7qE/s200/DSC00222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163759413577033266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;coz i've been thinking about you. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Don't tell me you're done for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Don't need to hear you're done for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You can tell me what you are running from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I need you more than you need you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I can see you're really really running &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Can I ask you where you gonna run to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And you think your really really funny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well I don't think your funny as you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. first an foremost: MR SMARTIES' AWARE OF MY PRESENCE.&lt;br /&gt;yay. :D okay so i've not been updating my blogggeh recently. so sorry. miss me? lol. alright, i have something to confess. something big. something gross. something..... lets get this done and over with shall we?&lt;br /&gt;lol. ich bin brustkorb geister. hahaha, shut up ilyas! lol. :D yes. that's what they call me. lol.. awwwness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so lotsa things have been happening lately. too many actually. lol. so lately, i've been a slacker. big time. hahah, guess what's my occupation now? i'm like a big time movie junkie mann. hahaha. okay, so far, i've watched saw III and i am legend. hahha. so far oke. lol. hahah, and i've been eating like alot lately. LIKE ALOT! my cheeks are getting puffier! lol. hahaha, goldfish madness. ummm yeah. and i'm planning to lose it soon yeah. gym time! :D oh i lost 6kg mannn. hard work. lol. biathlons. aha. and tofu diet. hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ummm valentine's day is coming right? and qal asked me out to ice skate! hahahah. i so wanna go lahhh! i've never been to a ice skating rink before. lol. ummm, yeah we chatted on the phone and yeah he asked me this "would you be my valentine?". lol. how? hahha,  i don't know. my school's (SRJC) celebrating it. hurray! okay, so how'd you feel if you were to receive a bouquet of roses on V.DAY? i would scream and say "idiot, they're expensive and thanks darling. really i mean like thank you. but still you're an idiot". lol. :D and i do hope i receive a stalk of rose. awwwwnessss. hahha. shut up shikin! *kin daydreams about prince charming. SNAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's vday. hmmm, then  CNY celebration. hahah, damn gerek uhs! i was cheering away lahh! ummmm, I LOVE OKAYOKAYDIKIR! hahahah, so cool lahhh. got mr smarties! faizal, syaad, and izzu! awwnesss. eyecandy mann. sorry wan. i can't help but to drool. i have a fetish for guys who does dikir barat mann. hot. my eyes were so big lahhhhh when they came out. i like. got faiz also. lol. too bad no mr skittles. awwwness.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i need to work out soon mannn. need to lose these flabs mannn. i love my mat trunk hat. hahaha. and i so want the SRJC team canoeing jacket lahhh! i want! DONG ZHENG! :D okay this is so random. but right yesterday, i was so shiok watching the tv. then this stupid fly came flying and guess where it entered? MY NOSE! dammit! i tried "hembusing" it out lahhh. i didn't think it came out though. hahahha. disgusting. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm considering MI. the people there aren't that bad. lol. poly? i don't know lahhh. coz jc's too fast lehh. i'll miss srjc. i'm so gonna come visit lahhh. ummm you know what? if i were to stay right, i could actually train with RJC and CJC for canoeing water training. dammit. ooohlalas can? :D alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh and and and. i was supposed to go for h1 maths lecture. but but but but, i crashed geog lecture! yeah mann! so freaking proud of it lahhh. hahah, with heda and gaya. the gilagila monsters. ahahah. and guess who's there? arif? hahahah. yeah and he gave the wrong answer. hahahah! :D i'm planning to crash history lecture too! hahaha, am so gonna miss heda lahhh when i leave sr. awwww, kin sobs. hahha. and and and during bio tutorial, i was too engrossed reading a book. then ms sengau called my name to answer a question. hahaha. i gave "lipid head" as my answer when it was supposed to be "phosphate head". ahhaha. like as if you know the terms i've just mentioned. hahha. and she caught me red handed. hahaha. :D lol, and she said i looked like the daydreaming type. wth! hahha. funnay stuff. luckily my friends saved me. lol. ms sengau went berserk lahhh! seriously. hahah, luckily she didn't confiscate my book. nyeheheh. guess what? she didn't even noticed lahhh. hahah, coz i looked like as if i was actually looking at the paper. when i'm so not. ahhah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and i love THE POLICE! hahah, i so wanna go. but the tickets were so expensive. hahah, and singapore was the only southeast asian stop lehhh! RAWWWRRRRR! i heart the police!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to all my chinese friends, HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;ang pow na lai? however you spell that. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&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/10745875-4283912318645309705?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4283912318645309705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=4283912318645309705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/4283912318645309705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/4283912318645309705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/guess-whos-back.html' title='guess who&apos;s back?'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R6lb_e_WplI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7oDlqbbtY_E/s72-c/DSC00272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-87908186306885336</id><published>2008-02-03T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T19:49:00.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the fun of camwhoring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R6Wpfe_WpiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/cfELb461Kyg/s1600-h/DSC00307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R6Wpfe_WpiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/cfELb461Kyg/s200/DSC00307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162718906209969698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R6WpY-_WphI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ixD4C0icDSM/s1600-h/DSC00303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R6WpY-_WphI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ixD4C0icDSM/s200/DSC00303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162718794540819986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R6WpPe_WpgI/AAAAAAAAAUc/j1USCVuDszk/s1600-h/DSC00301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R6WpPe_WpgI/AAAAAAAAAUc/j1USCVuDszk/s200/DSC00301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162718631332062722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R6Wo6e_WpfI/AAAAAAAAAUU/heQ5QDJlSnc/s1600-h/DSC00300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R6Wo6e_WpfI/AAAAAAAAAUU/heQ5QDJlSnc/s200/DSC00300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162718270554809842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;this is what i do when i can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;CAMWHORING!&lt;br /&gt;don't mind the care bear crap and pinple cream.&lt;br /&gt;:D&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/10745875-87908186306885336?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/87908186306885336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=87908186306885336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/87908186306885336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/87908186306885336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/fun-of-camwhoring.html' title='the fun of camwhoring'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R6Wpfe_WpiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/cfELb461Kyg/s72-c/DSC00307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-8973709536888673329</id><published>2008-01-18T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T22:06:04.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>srsrsr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R5CvCMt48ZI/AAAAAAAAAUM/6HheDQgcG1o/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R5CvCMt48ZI/AAAAAAAAAUM/6HheDQgcG1o/s200/DSC00010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156814025647518098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i love tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so i'm a canoeist now. yeah. hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;watch my biceps and triceps transform.&lt;br /&gt;TRANSFORMERS!&lt;br /&gt;robots in disguise. lol.&lt;br /&gt;random. AND GILERRRR! hhhhaaaaahhaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. ummmm. what else do you wanna know?&lt;br /&gt;oh the spastic matt is rohid's friend. like wth.&lt;br /&gt;they said "hot seyyyy....".&lt;br /&gt;and they said "eh, your shingu".&lt;br /&gt;to someone in the group.&lt;br /&gt;so weird.&lt;br /&gt;could it be izzu?&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, one thing's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;the macphersonian found me.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeffery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ridhuan likes me?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. i'm being noticed.&lt;br /&gt;angelic music playing in the background.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;kay wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qal asked me out.&lt;br /&gt;amin asked me out.&lt;br /&gt;ummm yeah. how?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hahah. dots. fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i'm addicted to mentos.&lt;br /&gt;and jeffery borrows my highlighter.&lt;br /&gt;dah.&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/10745875-8973709536888673329?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8973709536888673329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=8973709536888673329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/8973709536888673329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/8973709536888673329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/srsrsr.html' title='srsrsr.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R5CvCMt48ZI/AAAAAAAAAUM/6HheDQgcG1o/s72-c/DSC00010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-5503815132430947414</id><published>2008-01-18T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T21:48:15.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beloness of SRJC.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R5CmJst48YI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ZGmwQB6Zxw4/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R5CmJst48YI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ZGmwQB6Zxw4/s200/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156804258891886978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="txt_1"&gt; Let me feel, I don't care if I breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Let me fall, even if I hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;And if I...&lt;br /&gt;Cry a little&lt;br /&gt;Die a little&lt;br /&gt;At least I know I lived, just a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. i've been like lagging behind. like not connected cyber-ly. lol. coz my lappy's been confiscated. so yeah. profilo's left unupdated and my bloggeh too. kay. so nowadays, i have been busy with jc life. fun mann. I LOVE 1S21! lol. abedan, it's my classlahh. lol. yeah. i don't know where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS:&lt;br /&gt;kay, first. there's alot of eyecandies. lol. hahaha! like geeks in both science and arts stream. AWWWW, kin drools. hahahha. kay, so there's mr smarties. mr m&amp;amp;ms. mr skittles sour. mr roche and more. lol. codenames for heda's, alicia's and kin's eyecandies. lol! yeah. cg hunting. hahahha! izzu's cute. lol. shut up shikin! kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my class consists of heda, clara, gaya, kin, bern, cherylyn, may, chesed, grace, nerizza, jeff, aloy, chatwick,  JinRong, JianWen, dong zheng and keith. they're from high end schools. hahaha! :D yeah, I LOVE HEDA! we're like so belo lahhh! i like! you can like probably hear my laughter from the other end of the canteen. ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah there's alot to say but i just don't know where to begin. or have i already begun? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decipher this.&lt;br /&gt;it's called shikin's morse code.&lt;br /&gt;you're brilliant if you can decipher what's below.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i don't know whether i should persist and hang on.&lt;br /&gt;coz i really don't know whether it's forceful and artificial.&lt;br /&gt;somehow it is.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't believe they are allies. in the same game.&lt;br /&gt;and their enemy happened to be me.&lt;br /&gt;how unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;like wow. i didn't expect it to come from them.&lt;br /&gt;i can't forget. it's tough. why?&lt;br /&gt;you won't understand.&lt;br /&gt;coz the understanding part has always been played by me.&lt;br /&gt;ha.ye know what? i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i really do. the fact that we lasted so long. and yet we could'nt hang on.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you. but i can't say it. coz you're so involved with your schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;but the necklace you gave, the spongebob and patrick you gave. the bouquets of roses.&lt;br /&gt;i will never forget. i can never forget. you were the best. and so far, no other guy could be compared to you.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i let go. and you're just my past. not my present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-5503815132430947414?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5503815132430947414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=5503815132430947414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/5503815132430947414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/5503815132430947414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/beloness-of-srjc.html' title='beloness of SRJC.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R5CmJst48YI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ZGmwQB6Zxw4/s72-c/DSC00031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-5531855532229429090</id><published>2008-01-07T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T21:54:39.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay, lets get serious now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4ImBMt48XI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yLTSVlsl88s/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4ImBMt48XI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yLTSVlsl88s/s200/DSC00003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152722725700694386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;me with nathiya. 4 years of friendship and still counting.&lt;br /&gt;nats, i miss you lotsa. forget me not. coz one thing's for sure, i won't forget you.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the memories. sweet memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you hold my hand  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;If I saw you in heaven  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Would you help me stand  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;If I saw you in heaven  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'll find my way, through night and day  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Cause I know I just can't stay  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Here in heaven &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, woke up at 5.30. as per usual. hahaha, missed the bus again. haha, dwayne hopped in and my father sped in his subaru. ahhaha. then rode the bus and arrived there earlier than ever. lol. oh yeah. did i tell you that my mum was acting all weird today? she said she wanted to see dwayne. i was like huh? yeah she was in the car together with us. lol. hahha, yeah. then something unexpected happened (or is it expected? coz it's the same bloody hairclip). lol. yeah, while i was taking out my mobile phone, i dropped my clip. hahhaa, and the mafan thing was that it was grey, blended well with the concrete floors. haha., yeah me and dwayne took on sherlock holmes' role in search of the missing clip hahha, yeah finally found it coz i was busy stepping on it. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah reached and then yy arrived. then heda. yeapos. headed to the hall to attend GP lecture. my first, that is. and then a talk by the principal etc. yeah. haha. my butt pain larh seyy! :D haha. yeah. kay then sprinted to see our subject combi. haha. got H2 econs. bio, chem and H1 maths. yeah am in the same class as heda! YEAH! hahha. headed to the cafe. chilled. had fun laughing. yeah. then headed back to the hall to witness (WHOA) the cca performance. dance rocks mann. lol. love them. ahhaha, after which we queue-ed to purchase our notes. haha. we being well mannered people queue-ed. hahha. shit, my english sucks. hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce called. hahha. sorry girl. headed to vivo. with yy, dwayne, shawn, samuel, partiben. ate at banquet and did GP. yeah afterwhich wan picked me up from harbourfront. haahahhaha. yeah hahhaha, had lotsa fun. did the handshake. lol. nicenice. SPORTING LARH SEYY! hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ECP. with wan. yeah. hahhaha. we sat at mcCafe and had cheesecake and mocha. lol. nicenice. cheesecake's nice. especially when you're having it with friends and love(loved) ones. hahhaha. yeah. then we walked. and all of a sudden, i felt like peeing. ahahhha. yeah. headed to the nearest toilet.hahhaha. which was infested with army guys. felt reluctant to go but wan insisted. hahhaha. yeah then a guy tried to block my path. ishishish. URGENT ALREADY LAHH! hahhah, still wanna kajiao me. hahha. yeah then walked somemore then sat to view planes in sight. nicenice. then he sent me home. hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently talking qal. :D hahhaha. did my revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID I TELL YOU STELLA'S BACK! yeah the cutiepie. hahhha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday she'll understand.&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/10745875-5531855532229429090?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5531855532229429090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=5531855532229429090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/5531855532229429090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/5531855532229429090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/okay-lets-get-serious-now.html' title='okay, lets get serious now.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4ImBMt48XI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yLTSVlsl88s/s72-c/DSC00003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-2434980704628236458</id><published>2008-01-07T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T21:14:51.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wan and wani.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IlQst48WI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Eu3zLgpaFWw/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IlQst48WI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Eu3zLgpaFWw/s200/DSC00050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152721892477038946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;the day he picked me up from srjc. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IlKMt48VI/AAAAAAAAATs/-KoJWKNetr0/s1600-h/31-12-07_2016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IlKMt48VI/AAAAAAAAATs/-KoJWKNetr0/s200/31-12-07_2016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152721780807889234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;when wan beremos, noone can stop him. lol. the outing on new year's eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-2434980704628236458?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2434980704628236458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=2434980704628236458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/2434980704628236458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/2434980704628236458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/wan-and-wani.html' title='wan and wani.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IlQst48WI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Eu3zLgpaFWw/s72-c/DSC00050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-7997414975530897374</id><published>2008-01-07T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T21:10:39.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monmonmonMONDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Iixct48TI/AAAAAAAAATc/85Bt2_lU4Bw/s1600-h/srjc12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Iixct48TI/AAAAAAAAATc/85Bt2_lU4Bw/s200/srjc12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152719156582871346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;haha. click6. what's with me and my click? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Iiqst48SI/AAAAAAAAATU/8h0s0c_gduA/s1600-h/srjc9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Iiqst48SI/AAAAAAAAATU/8h0s0c_gduA/s200/srjc9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152719040618754338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;click3. heda, kin. alicia. haha. girls just wanna have fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Iim8t48RI/AAAAAAAAATM/YQxw51kslRQ/s1600-h/srjc8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Iim8t48RI/AAAAAAAAATM/YQxw51kslRQ/s200/srjc8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152718976194244882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;patiben! hahaha. yeah. aquila8 with ogls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Iiist48QI/AAAAAAAAATE/QtgAu__kK2E/s1600-h/srjc7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Iiist48QI/AAAAAAAAATE/QtgAu__kK2E/s200/srjc7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152718903179800834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;AWESOME AQUILA8!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Iib8t48PI/AAAAAAAAAS8/aaU_MUSdYWY/s1600-h/srjc6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Iib8t48PI/AAAAAAAAAS8/aaU_MUSdYWY/s200/srjc6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152718787215683826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;click4 again at the 'good news cafe'. the name rocks mann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IiV8t48OI/AAAAAAAAAS0/2Xzgra3Ot84/s1600-h/srjc5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IiV8t48OI/AAAAAAAAAS0/2Xzgra3Ot84/s200/srjc5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152718684136468706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;alicia and heda. sweet woots. heda's in my class!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IiRct48NI/AAAAAAAAASs/DqwTNqjXV-c/s1600-h/srjc4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IiRct48NI/AAAAAAAAASs/DqwTNqjXV-c/s200/srjc4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152718606827057362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;all together now. cheese!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IiHct48MI/AAAAAAAAASk/9qNUgE_aIJs/s1600-h/srjc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IiHct48MI/AAAAAAAAASk/9qNUgE_aIJs/s200/srjc3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152718435028365506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;the bestestbestestbest friends. haha. shawn (my dance partner), dwayne, yy, kin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IiC8t48LI/AAAAAAAAASc/dlztcpp6DPU/s1600-h/srjc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IiC8t48LI/AAAAAAAAASc/dlztcpp6DPU/s200/srjc1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152718357718954162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;i am a big fan of YY! yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Ih9Mt48KI/AAAAAAAAASU/EisldAHvXy4/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Ih9Mt48KI/AAAAAAAAASU/EisldAHvXy4/s200/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152718258934706338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;click4. each guy for each girl. lol. YY, dwayne, kin, sam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Ihwst48JI/AAAAAAAAASM/TcFC4vt85gg/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Ihwst48JI/AAAAAAAAASM/TcFC4vt85gg/s200/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152718044186341522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;YY and me at taka. ahhh, i love this girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IhLst48II/AAAAAAAAASE/gYH-FcaPrpw/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IhLst48II/AAAAAAAAASE/gYH-FcaPrpw/s200/DSC00078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152717408531181698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;miss pretty brenda and miss karutqueen shikin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Ig_Mt48HI/AAAAAAAAAR8/_Om79ViD5pA/s1600-h/DSC00075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Ig_Mt48HI/AAAAAAAAAR8/_Om79ViD5pA/s200/DSC00075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152717193782816882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;the hunks of aquila8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Ig4ct48GI/AAAAAAAAAR0/_4NB9KLn5tA/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Ig4ct48GI/AAAAAAAAAR0/_4NB9KLn5tA/s200/DSC00074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152717077818699874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;the babes of aquila8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Igx8t48FI/AAAAAAAAARs/M6aewGjbLVs/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Igx8t48FI/AAAAAAAAARs/M6aewGjbLVs/s200/DSC00073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152716966149550162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;presenting.....AQUILA 8!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IgpMt48EI/AAAAAAAAARk/RaedQ6D0wHs/s1600-h/04012008050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4IgpMt48EI/AAAAAAAAARk/RaedQ6D0wHs/s200/04012008050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152716815825694786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;love's in the air. SO SWEET! dwayne, i know what you're gonna say next. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Iggst48DI/AAAAAAAAARc/NFu93uD9A-8/s1600-h/04012008045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Iggst48DI/AAAAAAAAARc/NFu93uD9A-8/s200/04012008045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152716669796806706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;click 6. samuel. brenda. kin. shawn. YY. dwayne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-7997414975530897374?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7997414975530897374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=7997414975530897374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/7997414975530897374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/7997414975530897374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/monmonmonmonday.html' title='monmonmonMONDAY!'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R4Iixct48TI/AAAAAAAAATc/85Bt2_lU4Bw/s72-c/srjc12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-8064765082926346584</id><published>2008-01-02T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:32:56.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R3ugNMt48CI/AAAAAAAAARU/hAfipDuWCNE/s1600-h/DSC00170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R3ucXst47zI/AAAAAAAAAPc/cuZQXw4kcfw/s200/DSC00573.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150882529782853426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R3ucDst47yI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qQynVWikUPM/s1600-h/DSC04300+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R3ucDst47yI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qQynVWikUPM/s200/DSC04300+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150882186185469730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R3ubo8t47xI/AAAAAAAAAPM/l1nSui-iUhk/s1600-h/15-09-07_2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R3ubo8t47xI/AAAAAAAAAPM/l1nSui-iUhk/s200/15-09-07_2012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150881726623969042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;i'm never gonna leave.&lt;br /&gt;and i shall not forget.&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/10745875-8064765082926346584?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8064765082926346584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=8064765082926346584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/8064765082926346584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/8064765082926346584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/2007.html' title='2007.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R3ugNMt48CI/AAAAAAAAARU/hAfipDuWCNE/s72-c/DSC00170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-7078829035017892564</id><published>2008-01-02T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:06:31.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SRJC!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R3uOrct47wI/AAAAAAAAAPE/W-mHdXq9RZU/s1600-h/Me+n+joyce+n+nathiya%7Efriends+forever%21+Three+3+of+us+always%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R3uOrct47wI/AAAAAAAAAPE/W-mHdXq9RZU/s200/Me+n+joyce+n+nathiya%7Efriends+forever%21+Three+3+of+us+always%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150867475922480898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when we were in sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;besties lahh.&lt;br /&gt;4 solid years of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SRJC.&lt;br /&gt;ROCKS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;kay, just to make things short, like real short.&lt;br /&gt;DWAYNE, SHAWN, YUE YING, SHIKIN, STELA, JOANNE, HINDA, PARTIBAN, SAMUEL,&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ACSI, MARIST, CHIJ, PING YI, ANDERSON, ST HILDA'S, CHIJ, BISHANPARK, CHANGKATCHANGI.&lt;br /&gt;kin takes a deep breath.&lt;br /&gt;WEI LING, CHINAGIRL, SU LING, PHOEBE, ESTHER, REBECCA? and more. i can't remember lahh.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HAISING? BEDOKGREEN, BOWEN, BEATTYX2, PAYALEBARMGIRLS.&lt;br /&gt;all together now, SRJCians. i lovelovelovelove you guys. GOSH!&lt;br /&gt;AQUILA 8! jc1 students, we all rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, arrived at SRJC with ahveen and guess who? andy! hahha, yeah. i wasn't even aware that he transferred lahh. aperrlahh jovene. kentut you! yeah was late. hahha. paiseh can? i had to walk all the way to the front to join my group. hahaha. andy's in draco, i think. and ahveen's in pegasus7. hahha. ummm. yeah. hahha. i'm in the yellow house. yeah. had a long talk before proceeding with the ice breaker session. hahha. damn fun lahh! introduction and stuff. haahha. had a great time laughing and interacting. you should have been there lahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. yeah then headed to the canteen to have a break. all the jc2 students were occupying the canteen. alota funny stuff happened. ahha. yeah. so umm mingled with my lesbos till jovene came and said something funny. he asked me to call him wei xiang instead of jovene. because of chio bus lahh! yeah. hahah. headed to the hall for talks, talks, and talks. about our subject combi and stuff. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, miss latta sounds like miss prata. maybe i was hungry. hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway, am taking h2 maths, bio and chem. h1 econs. hope dwayne takes the same combi too. then we'll be in the same class too. so umm cca wise, am either joining canoeing or tennis. which one suits me best? hahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw lisha. didn't see irsyaad. and maybe will be meeting other people related or once related to me. hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so afterwhich we headed to pizza hut at heartland mall. coz the canteen food looks gross. hahha, wanted to go with the 16 of us. but only dwayne, yu ying, shawn, stella and myself could make it. joanne had a bdae party to go to. hahha. fun time. gut time. hahhaa. :D seriously. i had a good time lauging and joking around with all of them. ahhaa. had two slices and i was full. dwayne help me finish my last slice. hahhhaa. thanks dwayne! dwayne, jungle lahh you! haha. and taught them basic singaporean slang such as 'cheyyyy', 'cheydebah', 'maaakkkk', 'adui!'. etc. ahhhaha. yeah. i hope we all stay in srjc. ahhhh, kin hugs all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then headed to tampines to meet joyce. hahhaha. headed to LJS to catch up and stuff. saw atiqah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gan cheong people. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think dwayne knows coco. coz he breakdances at a place called the walkway. shall ask coco. ummm yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am meeting dwayne tomorrow in the morning. am riding a bus with him. then meeting YY in front of the hall.&lt;br /&gt;alrites nitos gritos. i have german class tomorrow. WHOA! so hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am speechless by what someone proclaimed on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;have treated her like my very own bestie.&lt;br /&gt;but she......&lt;br /&gt;haiyo. she doesn't think when she said all those stuff on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;and we're not your garbage. oh well at least, i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;so just stop.&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/10745875-7078829035017892564?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7078829035017892564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=7078829035017892564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/7078829035017892564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/7078829035017892564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/srjc.html' title='SRJC!'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R3uOrct47wI/AAAAAAAAAPE/W-mHdXq9RZU/s72-c/Me+n+joyce+n+nathiya%7Efriends+forever%21+Three+3+of+us+always%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-6280014672191019541</id><published>2007-12-28T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:57:53.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing is real till it's gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R3Rvpct47vI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tFkd5GNA514/s1600-h/DSC07077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R3Rvpct47vI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tFkd5GNA514/s200/DSC07077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148863031865306866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it's pimple cream. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;He's more than the laughter or the stars in the heavens&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As close a heartbeat or a song on our lips&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Someday we'll trust him and learn how to see him&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Someday he'll call us and we will come running&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and fall in his arms and the tears will fall down and we'll pray.&lt;br /&gt;'i want to fall in love with you'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i haven't been blogging and haven't been online for a coupla of weeks now. well that's coz my mum confiscated my lappy and hid it somewhere in the house. dumb and childish. haha. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh was supposed to go out with rihdwan. but.... haha.&lt;br /&gt;dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so about yesterday. thursday. i was late. supposed to meet coco(nicco) at 2pm. but because of my freggin sister, i was late. yeah rushed and met him. and his cuz. hahah. coco's sizzling hot. haha. :D ummm kay. yeah afterwhich headed to marina square and suntec city to look for my things. haha i am taking advantage of the sales. nyhehhehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at suntec city when i received a call from guess who? audi. yeah surprising right? well, he said he was at suntec too so he wanted to catch up with me. agreed at went to gloria jean's to chill. haha, skipped the idea of chilling at starbucks marina square. haha. yeah. so he treated me and my sister to chillers. i had a chocolate chiller. haha.:D yeah. talked. and long story. found that it was too cold. headed to esplanade. where it was awkward between us. so yeah. then we parted and went our separate ways. wanted to watch coco perform but it was too late. the "performance" was over. hahaah. awwww, bloody wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah talked to wan on the phone. i was practically busy on the phone all day seyy. haa, yeah then me and sissy headed to window shop. and to survey. haha. yeah and quickly head to penin before it's too late. hahah, saw SX and we were so relieved. haha. luckily fililady and siti sat somewhere in front of us. haha. waved to SX and then entered. haha, so happy lahh! oh yeah found out that SX was from anderson jc. whoa. smartlahh! yeah and SX looks so different today. super surprising. and it was lovely. haha. SX loves square and halls sweets. haha. found that out ytd. so german was good. better than last lesson. except for my horrible cough. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so yeah jaywalked to head to cityhall. oh btw, i don't entertain guys who ask for my number in real life. haha. yeah this group of mats were like making a scene. haha. and i walked fast. oh hell no. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay yeah that was my day. and it was good. yeap texted coco, wan, audi and ryan. haha. then ryan called. oh i managed to talk to alif. like finally. sheeshkebab.&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;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to audi:&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for everything. i'm sorry that you were too late. i've moved on. i can't keep on holding on to you. coz you don't love me and never will. and i can never be good enough for you. so forget about me. let me go. you once loved me. and i once loved you. i know it's tough but you know that i'll be here for you no matter what your condition is and how much you've changed. it would have been different if you were to change back then. but no. you chose them. so..&lt;br /&gt;and i can never be yours again. i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;so nothing is real till it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;audi, don't let me be the reason. oke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-6280014672191019541?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6280014672191019541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=6280014672191019541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/6280014672191019541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/6280014672191019541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/nothing-is-real-till-its-gone.html' title='nothing is real till it&apos;s gone.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R3Rvpct47vI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tFkd5GNA514/s72-c/DSC07077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-3430865557536841874</id><published>2007-12-18T18:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T18:59:26.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R2elPst47uI/AAAAAAAAAO0/w0fMM13XYp4/s1600-h/DSC07196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R2elPst47uI/AAAAAAAAAO0/w0fMM13XYp4/s200/DSC07196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145262788414336738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i've got nothing better to do at home other than camwhore. ahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Funny now in the days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Since you came into my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Now I'll never be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Baby I'm amazed by the love you gave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     .&lt;br /&gt;     .&lt;br /&gt;     .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i love these dots thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so nowadays, i'm a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;movie junkie&lt;/span&gt;. rented several movies each week from ezyvideo and would be renewed every week. so yeah. watched lotsa movies. today i watched 'saving private ryan' and 'wolf creek'. and i watched 'license to wed', 'disturbia' etc a few days ago. heh. hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. joyce's gone to japan and nikili called me from india. yeah, she's being posted to TPJC. haha. we'll be studying H2 Chem together. yay! :D haha. i'll be taking H2, Bio, Chem, Maths and 1 H1 humanities sub which i haven't decided yet. maybe economics? haha. nikili's not gonna attend orientation. sad thing. i've got ahveen. more than happy lar. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. this will be a quick post. am getting a new phone this week. and will be splurging on new items this week too. i'm taking advantage of the sales. YIPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, wanna know something? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MISS NATHIYA! &lt;/span&gt;yeah i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. that's it.&lt;br /&gt;short uhs?&lt;br /&gt;record breaking?&lt;br /&gt;FOOOYOOH!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;loving rihdwan.&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/10745875-3430865557536841874?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3430865557536841874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=3430865557536841874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/3430865557536841874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/3430865557536841874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/me.html' title='me.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R2elPst47uI/AAAAAAAAAO0/w0fMM13XYp4/s72-c/DSC07196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-6227889486063501755</id><published>2007-12-18T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T18:45:44.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17th december 2007.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R2eewct47tI/AAAAAAAAAOs/gf7zaJ9qUVs/s1600-h/DSC07238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R2eewct47tI/AAAAAAAAAOs/gf7zaJ9qUVs/s200/DSC07238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145255654473658066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; I breathe you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You ease my pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When you come falling down from grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Just like summer rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday we planned to go out together. so surprisingly, both of us were wearing black. we're identical. i came late coz i was riding bus number 16. haha, met him and the muscles around my lips froze. i was shy. yeah and my sister went on the train that was heading to bugis while me and rihdwan rode&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;train that was heading to the airport. haha, aha. and apparently the train had some miscommunication or some inconvenience. yeah went out and went back in again. while we were in the train, we talked about anything possible under the sun. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's real sweet. yeah and when we've reached the airport. we headed to starbucks first. ahha. oh yeah did i tell you, wan has a fetish for stewardess. aahah.:D yeah and he met his secondary school friend who apparently got all fanatic and frantic when she saw wan. ahha. and she asked me to ask him to splurge on cheesecake. nowayy, i'm not that kinda person. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and then we rode the sky train where we headed to terminal 1. coz terminal 1 has a nicer, comfier viewing mall. aha. we shared a caramel frap while we talked. yeah and there was this awkward silence. and all of a sudden, he turned his  body to face me. and guess what? he popped THE question. it goes something like this "would you be mine?". yeah, that question. haha. i was SOSOSOSO HAPPY! haha, yeah coz i love him deeply. with all my heart. and my answer was yes. now, was that predictable? haha. aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've know each other for approximately 2 months now and i've cherished every single second of it. from the day that we met up till now. and he's taught me the true meaning of love. love's commitment. and it never was a game. now that my phobia's gone and that i've got nothing to worry about nomore. i really do appreciate him. and i don't care that he's in ite. coz i know for sure he has the potential to make it to poly. and i am lucky to be loved by such a wonderful being like him. he's just so rare nowadays. with perceptions of human beings changing and adjusting to the ever growing urban world, he's one in a million. and i do hope we last forever. and i do hope you'll stay that way for ever too and not change prior to your surroundings. rihdwan, i promise to everlasting love and happiness. and now i'm getting emo. haha and i do hope that i mean more than just a person to cherish and to care. i hope i mean more than just another girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i sidetrack-ed abit. i'll continue.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;yeah and then we went to terminal 2's viewing mall where wan saw the A380 for the first time. he was happy. haha. aha. and  i went on a quest to search for  mr baldies. haha. coz the view was clear and great from wayy up there. hahahahaha. :D and he went to search high and low for mr bangs. hahah, yeah then headed back to bedok where he sent me home. rode the bus with me. and when we had to say goodbye. we hugged and kissed. ahh, i miss him already. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th december 2007,&lt;br /&gt;the best thing that's ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm glad. more than glad.&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing like that feeling when i looked into your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;i've found you.&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/10745875-6227889486063501755?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6227889486063501755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=6227889486063501755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/6227889486063501755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/6227889486063501755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/randomness.html' title='17th december 2007.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R2eewct47tI/AAAAAAAAAOs/gf7zaJ9qUVs/s72-c/DSC07238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-7674545309751584989</id><published>2007-12-14T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T19:13:53.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's just me. and him.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R2Jdhst47mI/AAAAAAAAAN0/n8e2hK7Qknw/s1600-h/120px-SRJC_Crest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R2Jdhst47mI/AAAAAAAAAN0/n8e2hK7Qknw/s320/120px-SRJC_Crest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143776557931228770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;doesn't SRJC'S crest reminds you of harry potter? haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just me and ahveen(jovene). haha and irsyaad. HURRAY! haha. :D okay. anyway about the PAE thingy, i'm being posted to SRJC. yessar! haha, i can't wait. i'm excited like big time oke! yeah and i do have friends there alrd. umm. jovene from my class and irsyaad from VS. yessar. haha. yes. and wan's ex crush, ayuni. she's in the arts stream? haha. i dunno. umm, joyce and pranesh are being posted to TPJC and andy to MI and yijun to CAMBRIDGE. haha. yeah. planned to go to my new school with jovene. and i contacted irsyaad today. we chatted on the phone. and someone said he didn't wanna check, abeh after he went offline, he did check. aperrlahh irsyaad. ahha. yeah, we're all in the science stream. haha yeah. umm. ahveen's in pegasus7, irsyaad's in draco1 and i'm in aquila8. like sheesh, we're all being separated. sad. hahha. but anyhoos, i'm EXCITED! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yeah. ytd had class bbq, didn't go coz i had german class. haha. it was great, never have been better. haha. umm. haha. met SX at the lift and we went up together with him. yeah wanted to sit together as a threesome but stup FILILADY and that siti girl were sitting at our place when they can actually sit as a duo. WTH! ishishish, yeah. then we separated from SX. aperrlahh. ishishish. haha, next week am gonna come out early mann. gonna chop that place. DAMN YOU FILILADY! oh and she's from the philippines. damn lahh. haha. yeah. had a good time spitting yesterday. got a little irritated by FILILADY coz she can't keep her trap shut. and moreover i'm an audio learner. sheeshkebab you. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and nowadays, you can see me acting all weirdly and stuff whenever i walk, run, sprint past starbucks, marina square. hahah. coz of you-know-who. haha. nowadays chilling at gloria jean's instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANNA SWIM! &lt;/span&gt;haha, JOYCE! :D nyehheheh. yeah and someone's acting so weirdly ever since he knows that the one i'm in love is, is wan. and please luh. it's childish. haha. just talk like adults. heh. yeah, so now you know. and wan, i wanna go out with you one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out with:&lt;br /&gt;-JIELIN, YVONNE, PHOEBE,&lt;br /&gt;-NADZIRAH,&lt;br /&gt;-NABILAH,&lt;br /&gt;-ALIF,&lt;br /&gt;-RIHDWAN,&lt;br /&gt;-THE PEOPLE FROM MY STUDYGROUP.&lt;br /&gt;-wanna meet up with NICCO to give him his super belated prezzie.&lt;br /&gt;-FIKK and MOE,&lt;br /&gt;-NATALIE, JOYCE, ILI, AND THE OTHER GIRLFRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;-and the others whom i've missed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;iloveyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;rihdwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;pretty. oteys. am gonna leave my virtual world now.&lt;br /&gt;so here's my final words.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&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/10745875-7674545309751584989?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7674545309751584989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=7674545309751584989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/7674545309751584989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/7674545309751584989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-just-me-and-him.html' title='it&apos;s just me. and him.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R2Jdhst47mI/AAAAAAAAAN0/n8e2hK7Qknw/s72-c/120px-SRJC_Crest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-4811753797189534349</id><published>2007-12-07T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T17:15:21.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shito, japanese version of shit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R1kDakKU-_I/AAAAAAAAANs/xVrpJiyq0Yk/s1600-h/DSC06410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R1kDakKU-_I/AAAAAAAAANs/xVrpJiyq0Yk/s200/DSC06410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141144204538608626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wish i was back in aust. :D&lt;br /&gt;where wearing sunnies is a norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"that is if i can stop thinking bout u for the whole lesson, then i try to focus".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't been updating as regularly as before but nevertheless i should tell you why. i've been doing biathlons. mini. with joyce. so it's becoming a routine. haha, yeah it's jogging in the morning and swimming in the afternoon. heh, hell yeah. it's good. but i think it's making me vulnerable and more prone to being sick. weird but true. but still, i wanna do it. it's not taking a toll on your body. it's taking a toll on mine. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna swim. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so yesterday right. ummm got dressed and then headed to cityhall to meet sissy. yeah then headed first to marina square. passed by starbucks and guess who i saw for the second time? i dread telling you this but it's TAUFIK! like for the second freaking time. omg! :( pure badluck. heh. jk. yeah, he was with his friend and they were holding trays with F.O.C drinks. haha, my stup sister had to say my name aloud when i was busy looking away, pretending i didn't notice he was there. evil? i know. haha, then he turned and he was like eh shikin! i went "oh hell no". hahha, yeah and they were like asking me to try the drink. i walked fast. i did. and my stup sister had to walk so slow. haha, and yeah, they were like "eh, try lahh, free tau. shikin taknak free drink ker? shikin, oh shikin". yeah, and it was repeated loudly. omg! so embarassing! i was practically shouting "no". hahha, yeah they chased me all the way from starbucks up till puma shop. hahah, that is, before i dissapeared into the crowd. haha. :D haha, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then hung at jean glorias cafe to complete my german hw and to recap the pronunciations and stuff. haha, yeah, then walked around before finally deciding to sit and eat. bloody hungry larh seyy. yeah, had rice with three side dishes. costd me a roaring 5 bucks. urgh. haha, yeah and  finally head to german class where i found out that  wan's uncle passed away. omg. i told him i'd be there for him if he needed (needs?) me. yeah i kept to it. while i was in german class, received several calls and texts msgs. omg. hahha, german class was fun mann. spat alot! there were newcomers. great, the more the merrier. umm yeah. made a new friend. his name's shengshiong? however you spell that but i know how to pronounce it. yeah. was fun mann interacting and stuff. haha, yeah. felt a little flushed after maja(maya), my teacher complimented me. heh. and went home to find out that my temperature was actually 40 degrees Celsius. heh. no wonder. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i love talking to wan. he's nice and sweet. ahhhh. i feel so lucky lahh to be able to be in love with a guy like him. and sayang, i'll be here for you through sunshine and rain okay? like how you've constantly been there whenever i needed you so. so i wanna take this opportunity to say that no other guy matches wan. and you're one in a million sayang. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE MUHAMMAD RIHDWAN BIN RAMLI!&lt;/span&gt; ahhh, i feel good. i just do. you seem to see right through my lies and most of all, right through me. you're like the light that penetrates my skin. just that you're a special kind of light because once you penetrate through me, you never leave. and i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you. i love you. i love you. i love you!&lt;br /&gt;the day you ask me that question will be the happiest day ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, moe sent me this nice song. omg. i love it. have been playing it a few times now. and if a guy were to sing it to me, i'll melt right then and there mann. awwwww. samoans have sweet voices. :D and if you don't find me replying to your comments on fster, that's because my mum has this habit of confiscating my lappy. and she feels happy about it. GAJEEZ! tsk! sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry joyce.&lt;br /&gt;i miss fikk. and my aust family.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, did i tell you i cried watching grey's anatomy like 2-3 days ago? yeah. it was sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oteys. kin ends it all by saying that when she says she loves someone, she means it.&lt;br /&gt;she's not some sweettalker. no shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-4811753797189534349?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4811753797189534349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=4811753797189534349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/4811753797189534349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/4811753797189534349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/shito-japanese-version-of-shit.html' title='shito, japanese version of shit.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R1kDakKU-_I/AAAAAAAAANs/xVrpJiyq0Yk/s72-c/DSC06410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-1281744593170672395</id><published>2007-12-01T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T23:43:56.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R1F60kKU-6I/AAAAAAAAANE/OnjJW06zruk/s1600-R/1_926473591l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R1F60kKU-6I/AAAAAAAAANE/wrGnjN4gyGk/s320/1_926473591l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139023693285227426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i couldn't have asked for more.&lt;br /&gt;nat.kin.ili.joyce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I'm sorry it's taking me so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;To find out what I'm feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I wonder if it will come to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Maybe not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hehes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hahhaa. so.  random. erm yeah woke up today. and headed to the polyclinic where i awaited my verdict. chey, like real? haha. hahaha. yeah, phew. i was Aokay. :D hehs. yeah. then headed to erm arab street first to eat the so to say delicious nasi padang. malay rice. yeah. ate two servings or veg. plus baghdil and umm what's that again, oh umm sambal goreng? yeah, dunno what it's called in malay. i miss my nenek's sambal goreng. hah. okay, shut up shikin. so yeah, afterwhich headed to PP to purchase home stuff. bumped into joyce. hahaha. so surprising. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;today's a surprising day. really. i'll tell you why. yeah. then headed straight to IMM. yeah, and guess who i saw? WAN! omg. hahaha. and guess what? i actually walked rightsmack past him. haha.at first i was like 'hey, that guy looks interesting. he has the look i like. and wait a minute, he looks familiar. omg. wait, lemme think'. hahha. that was what i thought when i first saw the guy (wan) who was apparently wearing a blue top with jeans. :D hehe. he looks good. yeah, told you it was surprising. but a happy one too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;now i know how he feels towards me. and i feel the same way too. JOYCE: i'm happy girl. haha. and you know why right? hehs. ahahahah. so, it's not wasted. i mean the feeling's not wasted. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i love rihdwan. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;yeah i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;okay, i am exhilarated. and eccentric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-1281744593170672395?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1281744593170672395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=1281744593170672395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/1281744593170672395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/1281744593170672395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/one.html' title='one.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R1F60kKU-6I/AAAAAAAAANE/wrGnjN4gyGk/s72-c/1_926473591l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-4144236934797745251</id><published>2007-11-30T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T13:53:37.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outing with starbucks boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0-cz7zU0MI/AAAAAAAAAM0/pklibKnB5lk/s1600-R/29-11-07_1548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0-cz7zU0MI/AAAAAAAAAM0/3yfXW-Sbfbk/s200/29-11-07_1548.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138498115893252290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is my current wallpaper. a half alif. haha.&lt;br /&gt;guess where it's taken?&lt;br /&gt;ahha, erm starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;too predictable?&lt;br /&gt;haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I thought I saw a man brought to life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;He was warm, he came around like he was dignified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;He showed me what it was to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Well you couldnt be that man I adored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You dont seem to know, dont seem to care what your heart is for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. woke up today and berselacking once again. that's like my hobby now. so is wan's. so yeah. dressed up and followed my dear mum to my aunty's house where i mingled with my cousins and had black pepper king-sized prawns and roti kirai with delicious curry. haha. :D yum. there goes my exercise. left mum at the interchange and ran to meet alif. my schoolmate. yeah. he called my name from the back. he was talking to someone, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in the train, something funny happened. i shall not elaborate it here. haha, but it's real cute. sorry alif! haha. :D haha, yeah. and when i was at citylink mall. teresa texted me. she said she saw me. haha. i miss you girl.and hi. yeah. haha. yeah, kinda weird. but still, it's singapore. it's a small place. haa, yeah then met up my sissy at polar before heading to starbucks. the starbucks at suntec was filled with the working class and thus, we headed to marina square's starbucks. and guess who's working there? TAUFIQ. ewwww, i know. hahah. i freaked out mann. and alif insisted than i should say hi. hey. shit lahh. haha, his hair is ugly. hha, we all agreed on that. so yeah. erm drank and chill. heheh. laughed and relaxed. nice time. haha, yeah. then alif asked us to talk together as a group. that includes tauge man. omg! haha. we waited for like 10000 years and he didn't appear. then when he did, he said he wanted to smoke. basket. haha. alif said he'd catch up. yeah. ahhha. then we send alif back. headed for german class and then had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, then texted wan and alif. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and one more thing. nysh's family knows about me. sheesh kebab. it must be riz's fault. aperrlahh riz. haha. :D now, i'm paiseh. and the familly gave a green sign. maaakkkk. like as we have anything going on like that. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and currently. i'm broke. i'm left with 0 dollars. sorry yeah joyce? haha. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;how can i love someone?&lt;br /&gt;sheeshkebab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&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/10745875-4144236934797745251?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4144236934797745251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=4144236934797745251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/4144236934797745251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/4144236934797745251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/11/outing-with-starbucks-boy.html' title='outing with starbucks boy.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0-cz7zU0MI/AAAAAAAAAM0/3yfXW-Sbfbk/s72-c/29-11-07_1548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-1568711246501742224</id><published>2007-11-28T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T19:10:02.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R01MPbzU0LI/AAAAAAAAAMs/YsSC63jnXpg/s1600-h/DSC06384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R01MPbzU0LI/AAAAAAAAAMs/YsSC63jnXpg/s200/DSC06384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137846577944383666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;i'm sorry it had to end this way.&lt;br /&gt;you're my friend.&lt;br /&gt;and will always remain as that.&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/10745875-1568711246501742224?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1568711246501742224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=1568711246501742224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/1568711246501742224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/1568711246501742224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-sorry.html' title='i&apos;m sorry.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R01MPbzU0LI/AAAAAAAAAMs/YsSC63jnXpg/s72-c/DSC06384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-6466227250444984712</id><published>2007-11-28T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T18:56:33.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>colours rock my world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R00_ILzU0JI/AAAAAAAAAMc/B75zoEZU3cs/s1600-h/PB140002-2500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R00_ILzU0JI/AAAAAAAAAMc/B75zoEZU3cs/s320/PB140002-2500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137832159739170962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;prom shot. layhoon. kin. joyce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Take time to realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; That your warmth is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Crashing down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Take time to realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; That I am on your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Well didn't I, didn't I tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; But I can't spell it out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; No it's never gonna be that simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; No I can't spell it out for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay woke up today and went for a jog today with JOYCE and ILI. yeah fun stuff although i'm a little slow today coz i'm still recovering, mind you. joked about shutter and the grudge and that such things can pop out anywhere. and they told me to beware in the lift as i was about to ride it alone. aperrjerr. luckily there was this aunty. hahah. ili wanted to watch 'jangan pandang belakang'. hahha, funnay movie. i bet part of their prop for making the ghost was trash bags. heh. so fake. and it moves so robot-ish. hahhaa. yeah, you can imagine the whole scene ay. and guess what? i laughed throughout the whole movie and what's more, i was watching it alone mann. so, it wasn't that scaray ay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. then started tutor-ing. they came right on the dot which is good. heh. i invented several unthinkable yet innovative methods of teaching maths concepts. fun stuff. wait till you hear more about it from me and it includes the pictures too. hahhaa. funnay stuff. i can safely say that it was a breeze. PHEW! hahaa. thank god for wan. heh. :D yeah, teaching her this friday too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then texted a coupla people. heheh. like alif. yeah. nice stuff. :D texting's the in thing for me ay? haha. yeah, then headed to popular to purchase books and stationery. bought a history novel. should i call it a novel? it's about the vietnam war. yeah. have been looking for the book for months mann. haha. :D ahhhaa. sorry alif. haha, tomorrow kay? F.Y.I, alif's my best guyfriend. so don't get the wrong idea kay? hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, then might be heading somewhere later as a family. so yeah. will update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i've finally got it off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;i feel relieved.&lt;br /&gt;phew.&lt;br /&gt;my heart has fallen for someone.&lt;br /&gt;a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;just that it wasn't so obvious.&lt;br /&gt;but for now,&lt;br /&gt;it shall remain as a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fian, you're a good guy.&lt;br /&gt;but you're just not the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;coz you're the fastforward-ed version of my ex.&lt;br /&gt;and it just hurts.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, goodluck in whatever that you do.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure your princess is out there somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;maybe she's in your life, for all you know.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-6466227250444984712?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6466227250444984712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=6466227250444984712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/6466227250444984712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/6466227250444984712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/11/colours-rock-my-world_28.html' title='colours rock my world.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R00_ILzU0JI/AAAAAAAAAMc/B75zoEZU3cs/s72-c/PB140002-2500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-6469492513273331739</id><published>2007-11-28T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T18:05:22.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you don't have to wait for me any longer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R006r7zU0HI/AAAAAAAAAMM/tIMMFDco_ag/s1600-h/DSC06792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R006r7zU0HI/AAAAAAAAAMM/tIMMFDco_ag/s200/DSC06792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137827276361355378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;give up now.&lt;br /&gt;or die trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;coz i'm not giving you another chance no more.&lt;br /&gt;what's done can never be erased.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't wanna feel guilty and inferior.&lt;br /&gt;you're not the superior race and neither should you act like one.&lt;br /&gt;history doesn't stand a chance of repeating itself.&lt;br /&gt;not now, not in the future.&lt;br /&gt;coz your words can no longer be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;this will be my final words to you.&lt;br /&gt;and although it's tough to say it,&lt;br /&gt;i'm saying it now,&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget about me.&lt;br /&gt;coz like what you're implying, i'm not worth your everything.&lt;br /&gt;move on and find a new one.&lt;br /&gt;do whatever that makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;don't try to make it up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;even if it means criticizing and cursing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;coz it aint working.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;do what you think is right and beneficial to you.&lt;br /&gt;coz i will no longer be your burden.&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-6469492513273331739?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6469492513273331739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=6469492513273331739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/6469492513273331739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/6469492513273331739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/11/colours-rock-my-world.html' title='you don&apos;t have to wait for me any longer.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R006r7zU0HI/AAAAAAAAAMM/tIMMFDco_ag/s72-c/DSC06792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-9087748527820966468</id><published>2007-11-27T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T22:37:30.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesdays with shikin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0wnuLzU0GI/AAAAAAAAAME/LSv7Y3oPpS0/s1600-h/DSC06342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0wnuLzU0GI/AAAAAAAAAME/LSv7Y3oPpS0/s200/DSC06342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137524949318422626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ili. kin. you're love, girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;come on and colour me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;the dell song keeps replaying itself in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. hellllooooossss (spasm attack), earthlings. haha. okay. yes as the title goes, tuesdays with shikin. today, am feeling much better. thanks to all the 'get well' messages i receive from my friends. thanks guys. really. i do appreciate it. hehs. and to wan, you're such a sweetheart. thanks for your concern. so yeah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up today with a sudden burst of energy. yeah, unknown source. still, my mum asked me to get dressed to meet my student's family. yeah, f.y.i, my hoilday job to occupy the time is being a tutor. i am a tutor. i'll be teaching erm maths and science. wish me luck babes. haha. :D coz my level of confidence is low. woah. hehs. yeah met up with them and soon, found out that it's a little demanding (SO DEMANDING!). haha. her mum wants me to get her child, sasha, ready to be promoted to the express stream. yeah, she's currently in the N.A stream. okeas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, went to popular, tampines, and to my surprise, wan was somewhere around too. i shivered. hahaa. :D i wasn't dressed at my best. still. haha, yeah, luckily he didn't manage to spot me. hehs. got her books. i want a new novel mann. damn. haha, yeah. had lunch at pizza hut with them. my workout's all wasted. hahah. yeah. then went home to start my job preparations. i'm starting my job as a tutor from tomorrow onwards. haha. fingers crossed. heh. yeah, text-ed and chatt-ed. haha. and wan, he's like the helper from heaven. thanks wan. :D he has this ability of being able to always brighten up my days.and  he makes my job sound wayy easier. and less nerve wrecking. hahaa, hope i don't hyperventilate tomorrow mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, then had a nice girl talk with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JOYCE&lt;/span&gt;. she's love mann. so is alif. hahha. yeah, i did some catching up with her and the conversation was lovely. perfect to end my day. awwww. girl, i can't wait to perform my routine with you once again, babe. woolahay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, thursday: german class. erm jogging in the morning. and swimming. and maybe an outing with alif. yeah. jampacked mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday: tutor-ing. and maybe some other plans. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;and kin ends it by saying "i'm loving it",&lt;br /&gt;1 wish: to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&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/10745875-9087748527820966468?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9087748527820966468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=9087748527820966468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/9087748527820966468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/9087748527820966468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/11/tuesdays-with-shikin.html' title='tuesdays with shikin.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0wnuLzU0GI/AAAAAAAAAME/LSv7Y3oPpS0/s72-c/DSC06342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-2094225902994453790</id><published>2007-11-27T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T19:59:34.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the gilts, the glam.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0wCpbzU0EI/AAAAAAAAAL0/267bprK43lk/s1600-h/PROM..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0wCpbzU0EI/AAAAAAAAAL0/267bprK43lk/s400/PROM..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137484185783816258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;MY BFS! nat. ili. joyce. kin. i love you all, babes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0wCfrzU0DI/AAAAAAAAALs/sfjnSuMW3us/s1600-h/154-5471_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0wCfrzU0DI/AAAAAAAAALs/sfjnSuMW3us/s400/154-5471_IMG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137484018280091698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;faslur. dong ye. pranesh. joyce. ili. kin. smarties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0wCXLzU0CI/AAAAAAAAALk/2vg5pUX2WNg/s1600-h/PB140018-2500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0wCXLzU0CI/AAAAAAAAALk/2vg5pUX2WNg/s400/PB140018-2500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137483872251203618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;part of class 403. with mr chua. oh, cute. i'm next to joyce. SPOT ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0wBrbzU0BI/AAAAAAAAALc/piML8pwL-SI/s1600-h/154-5461_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0wBrbzU0BI/AAAAAAAAALc/piML8pwL-SI/s400/154-5461_IMG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137483120631926802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;all together now. i'm beside pranesh. spot me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0v_v7zUz_I/AAAAAAAAALM/GDydWZB7UkA/s1600-h/aziah+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0v_v7zUz_I/AAAAAAAAALM/GDydWZB7UkA/s200/aziah+and+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137480998918082546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;aziah and me. I LOVE YOU GIRL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0v_ibzUz-I/AAAAAAAAALE/UTU1KxQ9uDs/s1600-h/all+together+now.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0v_ibzUz-I/AAAAAAAAALE/UTU1KxQ9uDs/s200/all+together+now.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137480766989848546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;aziah. ili. kin. best girlfriends larh seyy! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0v_crzUz9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/Pt6jL5Pk2Tk/s1600-h/DSC06364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0v_crzUz9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/Pt6jL5Pk2Tk/s200/DSC06364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137480668205600722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;kin. nat. she's my bestie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0v_ObzUz8I/AAAAAAAAAK0/IhvxbEArn6o/s1600-h/DSC06362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0v_ObzUz8I/AAAAAAAAAK0/IhvxbEArn6o/s200/DSC06362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137480423392464834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;kin. nat. again., I LOVE HER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0v_JrzUz7I/AAAAAAAAAKs/9TDEAeX_ddw/s1600-h/DSC06358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0v_JrzUz7I/AAAAAAAAAKs/9TDEAeX_ddw/s200/DSC06358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137480341788086194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;ili. kin. kin's amusement. haha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0v_C7zUz6I/AAAAAAAAAKk/ibQ9Qq2G1SQ/s1600-h/DSC06357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0v_C7zUz6I/AAAAAAAAAKk/ibQ9Qq2G1SQ/s200/DSC06357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137480225823969186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;ili. kin. i shall not and will never forget her. we've been through thick and thin together. I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many more pictures but i can't seem to locate them.&lt;br /&gt;and to those who have pictures which includes me in it, do send it to me at:&lt;br /&gt;funky_stopover@hotmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to wan: here you go! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-2094225902994453790?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2094225902994453790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=2094225902994453790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/2094225902994453790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/2094225902994453790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/11/gilts-glam.html' title='the gilts, the glam.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0wCpbzU0EI/AAAAAAAAAL0/267bprK43lk/s72-c/PROM..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-676756033671316800</id><published>2007-11-26T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:39:46.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mondayness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rI_LzUz5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/u2k4gLSYtr4/s1600-h/DSC06355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rI_LzUz5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/u2k4gLSYtr4/s200/DSC06355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137139312794849170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;the prom atmosphere. nat. kin. layhoon. joyce. i love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I just want you close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Where you can stay forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You can be sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;That it will only get better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeas. i woke up today and slacked on the couch for awhile. then received a call from joyce to head for a jog. yessar. she said she misses me. CHEYDEYBAHH. i miss you too lahh girl. like a hell lot! so yeah, dressed up and my sister tagged along too. apparently, i've gained some weight while i was enjoying in aust. yeah, must lose them fats yall. i turned down the date with fian. sorry fian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so jogged. today was good but a little behind time. coz i had the-lack-of-oxygen-syndrome which seldom occurs. sheesh. went to the work station and continued my routine. as usual. i felt much better mann. so yeah, the had gatorade. thank god for its manufacture. hah. :D then sent joyce home. then went to do some marketing nearby. bought stuff for my mum. yeah then got stuck in the rain. was completely drenched mann. :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then text-ed people. i received a sweet text message from wan yesterday. really appreciate it. sorry wan. i'm a little under the weather today. i'm down with a fever with a temperature of 39 degrees celcius. i hate to be sick. it just spoils the whole mood seyy. yeah, then receive text messages from aizan while i was slacking and relaxing at the same time. haaha. then currently, chatting with friends. catching up. i'm feeling lazy. it should be the heat. haha hot baby. so yeah. talked to alif for awhile. aperrlahh alif, biscotti is orange-flavoured biscuits larh seyy. haha :D yeah. today is a normal day. so yeah. and to fian. i wanna test your level of tolerance and patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am ending here. i miss FIKK! i miss alif! i miss wan! i miss fian! i miss nysh! i miss joyce! i miss ili! i miss aizan! i miss erm loads of people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to joyce, sorry girl. maybe wednesday? i really wanna go. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll recover soon. i so wanna go out. with my peeps. :D&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/10745875-676756033671316800?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/676756033671316800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=676756033671316800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/676756033671316800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/676756033671316800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/11/mondayness.html' title='mondayness.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rI_LzUz5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/u2k4gLSYtr4/s72-c/DSC06355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-4963922427326390721</id><published>2007-11-26T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:17:12.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday reds, not blues. coz it's happy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rCvbzUz4I/AAAAAAAAAKU/qeJjDPLDHVo/s1600-h/DSC06410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rCvbzUz4I/AAAAAAAAAKU/qeJjDPLDHVo/s200/DSC06410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137132445142142850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;enjoying the aust breeze right after exiting the aust airport. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rCe7zUz3I/AAAAAAAAAKM/bDMx5jdah0Q/s1600-h/DSC06751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rCe7zUz3I/AAAAAAAAAKM/bDMx5jdah0Q/s200/DSC06751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137132161674301298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;presenting A380. envy me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rCO7zUz2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/Xzalx1AdA0E/s1600-h/DSC06726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rCO7zUz2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/Xzalx1AdA0E/s200/DSC06726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137131886796394338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my sis and me outside a shopping mall. fantabulous view ay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rCCrzUz1I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WxGZBheYVIo/s1600-h/DSC06712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rCCrzUz1I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WxGZBheYVIo/s200/DSC06712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137131676342996818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;foursome rocks. town hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rB17zUz0I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GL3PCMnZs0Q/s1600-h/DSC06710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rB17zUz0I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GL3PCMnZs0Q/s200/DSC06710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137131457299664706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;fahmi. kin. fikk. the seniors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rBpLzUzzI/AAAAAAAAAJs/W-0Rho7A1VU/s1600-h/DSC06703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rBpLzUzzI/AAAAAAAAAJs/W-0Rho7A1VU/s200/DSC06703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137131238256332594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the neoprint of the day together with the self-proclaimed 'big pimp'. yeah right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rBb7zUzyI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KNA9hDpa0Ok/s1600-h/DSC06698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rBb7zUzyI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KNA9hDpa0Ok/s200/DSC06698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137131010623065890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the outing with the big pimp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rBKLzUzxI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wLxh15Y2yR0/s1600-h/DSC06675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rBKLzUzxI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wLxh15Y2yR0/s200/DSC06675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137130705680387858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the hoodays. welcome to the belo-ness of my world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rA-LzUzwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/oBy-WdbEUE8/s1600-h/DSC06650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rA-LzUzwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/oBy-WdbEUE8/s200/DSC06650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137130499521957634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my sis and FIKK berposing outside chinese garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rAz7zUzvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/pom5CeG1ZkE/s1600-h/DSC06649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rAz7zUzvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/pom5CeG1ZkE/s200/DSC06649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137130323428298482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;berposing with the dragon statue. is it a dragon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rApLzUzuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/F5ph9ix8pLY/s1600-h/DSC06634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rApLzUzuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/F5ph9ix8pLY/s200/DSC06634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137130138744704738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;darling harbour. i wanna bring the guy whom i love here. awwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rAdLzUztI/AAAAAAAAAI8/y7qEKpS5ltw/s1600-h/DSC06631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rAdLzUztI/AAAAAAAAAI8/y7qEKpS5ltw/s200/DSC06631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137129932586274514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;threesome berposing with trimmed area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rAQ7zUzsI/AAAAAAAAAI0/XSBlF-U2gUc/s1600-h/DSC06623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rAQ7zUzsI/AAAAAAAAAI0/XSBlF-U2gUc/s200/DSC06623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137129722132876994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i love her. seriously. she's  my lover. haha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rAGrzUzrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/njCKDzkySkw/s1600-h/DSC06618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rAGrzUzrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/njCKDzkySkw/s200/DSC06618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137129546039217842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;FIKK and me berposing with the trimmed area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q_9rzUzqI/AAAAAAAAAIk/D0LhVRaJF4g/s1600-h/DSC06608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q_9rzUzqI/AAAAAAAAAIk/D0LhVRaJF4g/s200/DSC06608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137129391420395170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;their very own chinatown. how thoughtful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q_rbzUzpI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9CQerzwjUQE/s1600-h/DSC06604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q_rbzUzpI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9CQerzwjUQE/s200/DSC06604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137129077887782546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;threesome in the train. i look stunned. shaddap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q_ebzUzoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/2Mc97FRDV1k/s1600-h/DSC06594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q_ebzUzoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/2Mc97FRDV1k/s200/DSC06594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137128854549483138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;even afik loves donuts made by donut king.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q_MrzUznI/AAAAAAAAAIM/P4qNJLAYIzg/s1600-h/DSC06591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q_MrzUznI/AAAAAAAAAIM/P4qNJLAYIzg/s200/DSC06591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137128549606805106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;berposing with donuts which in total costed only about 20 dollars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q-3rzUzmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/IOsC5aMyRdQ/s1600-h/DSC06585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q-3rzUzmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/IOsC5aMyRdQ/s200/DSC06585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137128188829552226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;trying out cheap shirts. i do love nerds. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q-qLzUzlI/AAAAAAAAAH8/mhh3ClC6bI4/s1600-h/DSC06578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q-qLzUzlI/AAAAAAAAAH8/mhh3ClC6bI4/s200/DSC06578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137127956901318226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my sister and me. on the way to somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q-gbzUzkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/CqjmrUegAm4/s1600-h/DSC06552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q-gbzUzkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/CqjmrUegAm4/s200/DSC06552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137127789397593666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i love the purple tree located near their house. awesome. summer lahh babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q-TrzUzjI/AAAAAAAAAHs/48CsD_Pb62g/s1600-h/DSC06528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q-TrzUzjI/AAAAAAAAAHs/48CsD_Pb62g/s200/DSC06528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137127570354261554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;painting sessions with adam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q-J7zUziI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vjleNNhyEPg/s1600-h/DSC06521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q-J7zUziI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vjleNNhyEPg/s200/DSC06521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137127402850536994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i see that joyce has made a big impact in aust to the point that a company's named after her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q9_LzUzhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-lQ8YF-pUT8/s1600-h/DSC06518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q9_LzUzhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-lQ8YF-pUT8/s200/DSC06518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137127218166943250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hailstorm which comes together with the rain. my, it hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q907zUzgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/dp6rQxpB16s/s1600-h/DSC06514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q907zUzgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/dp6rQxpB16s/s200/DSC06514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137127042073284098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the fantastic view. blue mountains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q9przUzfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/BWk6nuA1W4o/s1600-h/DSC06511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q9przUzfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/BWk6nuA1W4o/s200/DSC06511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137126848799755762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;blue mountains. you now know how the name of the place is derived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q9YLzUzeI/AAAAAAAAAHE/cC7-Y6MRRFk/s1600-h/DSC06513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q9YLzUzeI/AAAAAAAAAHE/cC7-Y6MRRFk/s200/DSC06513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137126548152045026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the three sister. no, literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q9I7zUzdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/BSPrd1aem6Y/s1600-h/DSC06508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q9I7zUzdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/BSPrd1aem6Y/s200/DSC06508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137126286159039954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;adam's admiring me. heh, nolahh. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q89bzUzcI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gMA5mO1Lb3U/s1600-h/DSC06495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q89bzUzcI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gMA5mO1Lb3U/s200/DSC06495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137126088590544322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;adam on his bike, showing off his big backyard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q8xbzUzbI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3cbxSTJj4j0/s1600-h/DSC06491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q8xbzUzbI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3cbxSTJj4j0/s200/DSC06491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137125882432114098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;adam and me. he loves making that face. cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q8iLzUzaI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dqJGic0bvrM/s1600-h/DSC06474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q8iLzUzaI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dqJGic0bvrM/s200/DSC06474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137125620439109026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;mr casper enjoying the morning sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q8MrzUzZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0jQZ9EjZwjs/s1600-h/DSC06470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q8MrzUzZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0jQZ9EjZwjs/s200/DSC06470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137125251071921554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my sister's bedhair. with afik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q8DrzUzYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/zLKUEcjmeT4/s1600-h/DSC06469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q8DrzUzYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/zLKUEcjmeT4/s200/DSC06469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137125096453098882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;everyone loves AFIK! but he loves me the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q77rzUzXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/YBFLD5ha2BA/s1600-h/DSC06421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0q77rzUzXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/YBFLD5ha2BA/s200/DSC06421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137124959014145394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;pink and white MMNs. now, that's hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-4963922427326390721?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4963922427326390721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=4963922427326390721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/4963922427326390721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/4963922427326390721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/11/monday-reds-not-blues-coz-its-happy.html' title='monday reds, not blues. coz it&apos;s happy.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0rCvbzUz4I/AAAAAAAAAKU/qeJjDPLDHVo/s72-c/DSC06410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-2012031003601896406</id><published>2007-11-25T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T20:02:26.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer.'/><title type='text'>AUSSIE-NESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0lFDrzUzDI/AAAAAAAAADs/TbphfE-5jqE/s1600-h/DSC06694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0lFDrzUzDI/AAAAAAAAADs/TbphfE-5jqE/s200/DSC06694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136712779592682546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                KIN &lt;3s FIKK. you're mine forever. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm leaving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; I'm not sure if that’s what I should do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; It hurts so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; I'm wanting you but cant go back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Trying to find, to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; That all elusive piece of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Stuck here somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Shrouded beneath my fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; And now I don’t need it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Cuz I'm walkin down this road alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and figured all I'm thinking bout is you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;is you my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; And my head is in a cloud of rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and the world it seems so far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and I'm just waiting for the droplets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so here's it. i've told you i'd be away right? for approximately 9 days? yeah, now i'm back. hahaha. (the evil laughter). ahhhh, it's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLOODY&lt;/span&gt; good trip. and i didn't wanna leave. seriously. okay lets get to it, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i boarded an ordinary singapore aircraft and i sat beside my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JAKUN&lt;/span&gt; sister. ohmygoodness, it was torture mann. seriously. she went exploring. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN A PLANE&lt;/span&gt;. my. i spent half of my time watching programmes and movies and the other half on beauty sleep, which surprisingly was extremely good. i caught transformers, at last. and house. yeah, when we've arrived, the temperature there was 10 degrees cooler than singapore's temperature and the humidity level was different too. like way different. i slept in camry and camwhored abit. visited some factory outlets before heading to our hotel. stayed in oceana again. the place hasn't changed mann. went for a swim with my costume which had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; hole around the butt area.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh and btw, there's a whole lot of CGS with cute curls. i LOIKE! :D &lt;/span&gt;oh yeah, did receive text messages and did reply to some. if i didn't reply, please accept my apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to dreamworld, dressed in skirt and top. horrible outfit. rode many thrilling rides. WOOTSAYS! there goes my skirt. felt like ms monroe all of a sudden. hah. the adrenaline rush. i wanna feel it again. again, again. i sound just like teletubies. freakay cartoon. caught nickelodeon on foxtel. awww, sweet. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day was spent shopping. tried on lotsa clothes. real nice ones. the prices weren't steep too. so yeah. shopping's my boyfriend. haha. yeah, went shopping for souvenirs for my beloved friends and things for myself too. yeah, did lotsa shopping to the point that my legs hurt and my toes ache big time. haha. yeah, bought a new swimming costume mann! like finally. no more holes and joyce laughing out loud whenever she swims behind me haha. :D yeah, and then we drove up all the way to new south wales where my sister (FIKK) lives at. omg, i miss her big time mann. i hugged her so tight coz i miss her too much. hehs. it's been a long time since we met. so yeah. her two brothers, adam and afik grew mann. they're so much bigger now. haha. yeah they're like our host family. i love them with all my heart. and i mean it. :D &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE AFIK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next few days were shopping at sydney, the main area. and the second last day was spent with fahmi. the pimp. haha. weird but true. went exploring darling harbour and paddy's market. took lotsa pictures. neoprints at the capitol and walking aimlessly. awwww. :D ahh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i LOVE it!&lt;/span&gt; ahhhh. a holidays never enough. i wanna stay there with them. ahhh, when it's tough to say goodbye. and i never wanna. all those times were and still are good times. i lovelovelovelove all of you. i shall and must return this december. WATCH ME! ahh, i can't believe i cried at the departure hall. ahh, i hugged everyone. i felt really sad. like real sad. my. i didn't wanna leave them. they're like family. my family. i wish i was there for one month. that'll be nice. awesome. hmm yeah boarded A380 mann. coolness. the plane rocks big time. the facitlities and all were extremely good. better than the normal planes and the business class was outstanding mann. you can practically &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BARING&lt;/span&gt; mann! so wasted that i didn't get a chance to be in the business class. awww. routine of watching movies like 'licence to wed' and 'i now pronouce you chuck and larry' and not forgetting 'hairspray' and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;. haha, when i arrived in singapore. received a gazillion msgs from friends and relatives. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fian&lt;/span&gt; particularly sent 2 messages asking whether i've arrived. awww, you're such a sweet guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am. back to reality. chatting and catching up with my friends and anyone related to me. oh yeah. i wanna return. can you please turn back time? pretty please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;messages to my friends&lt;/span&gt;: (i can't bring myself to say it on msn itself)&lt;br /&gt;-and thanks alif. you're sugar.&lt;br /&gt;-thank you fian.&lt;br /&gt;and fian, don't crush those cranes kay? i wanna see them. and fian what i said to you is all real and genuine. nothing's fake. not a chance. be positive okay? (i sound like patricia mok)&lt;br /&gt;-and audi. i do miss you. i know it's tough, life's tough but you can always lean on me. text/call me if you need someone to talk to. you can talk to me. i promise i'll be there. i understand. i've always have anyway.&lt;br /&gt;-and ili, i miss you girl. i sure do wanna catch that movie with you. girl, i wanna camwhore mann.&lt;br /&gt;-and joyce, i'm happy for you girl.and we shall work our butts off at exercising. lets start soon mann. :D i can't wait. and do tell me about the bowling thingy yeahs? i'll be sure to come.&lt;br /&gt;-and to my sister, FIKK i miss you guys alot. awww, it's gonna get me all teary. i do. ahh, you're my family.&lt;br /&gt;-and wan. i miss you lahh.&lt;br /&gt;-and to my other friends, i'm back people. i am. i miss all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random stuff that you should probably skip.&lt;br /&gt;i can't bear to go through another heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;does that phrase even means anything to you?&lt;br /&gt;they're sacred. and not ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;no accusations and lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-2012031003601896406?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2012031003601896406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=2012031003601896406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/2012031003601896406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/2012031003601896406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/11/aussie-ness.html' title='AUSSIE-NESS'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/R0lFDrzUzDI/AAAAAAAAADs/TbphfE-5jqE/s72-c/DSC06694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-4539841341146309125</id><published>2007-11-15T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T15:36:05.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love can be pleasant. only when it&apos;s with you.'/><title type='text'>i don't need you to feel good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/Rz1ITrzUzCI/AAAAAAAAADk/_TtN2r7I-XM/s1600-h/DSC06383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/Rz1ITrzUzCI/AAAAAAAAADk/_TtN2r7I-XM/s200/DSC06383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133338653284944930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;so lately i've been going crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;trying to get you off my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;cause thoughts of you hang just like pictures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and gather dust over the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;well we hung them up just like real lovers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and drove our nails into the wall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;cause we thought they'd be there forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but we weren't permanent at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. so i've not been regularly updating this blog of mine. but just to sum things up. i've ended the shit i had with audi. it wasn't bringing me anywhere so i decided to end it on a nice friday. i feel happy. i feel good. i could feel the burden being lifted off my shoulders, relieving my aching shoulders. so yeah. other than that, i've been working my ass off doing sports to obtain a much fitter body. no purpose though. i'd rather feel tired than think about it. i wanna forget it, lock it in my closet of skeletons. yeah. so i've been having nice dreams. i dreamt that i was adie's gf. yeah adie, out of all the people. ahha. :D and i was happy. super weird ehs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday was prom. didn't really enjoy it. coz it was a bore. a total bore mann. hehs. to the extent that i yawned aloud. haha. and the people at my table were looking at me weirdly. haha. sorry guys. yeah but did enjoy the time glamouring and camwhoring with my lesbs. (shut up alif!). ahha. :D yeah, i'll miss you guys lotsa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. about today. i accompanied my mum to PP before heading to outram station. haha. i met up with fian. it was super weird. haha. he insisted that i look chines-ey. :D haha. he was wearing an orange shirt with levis white vintage jeans. superb outfit. heheh. i wore something sweet. haha, sat beside him and waited for the train. we had a tough time finding a store which sells drinks at vivo. walaohs. we headed to the sky park in vivo city. yeah. i LOVE the scenery. i sat beside him and we indulged on green tea. hahha. and indulged in talk about random things. he blushed. haha. :D cute. we enjoyed the breeze and the view in each others' company. haha. i love. yeah mann. will hang out together again yeahs? haha. yeah and wanna know something? he made paper cranes for me. it came in all shades. haha. so sweet. yeah then he told me to not forget him during the 9 days. awww. am gonna keep a yellow crane in my wallet, fian. and he bought me this cute hp accessory. awww. thanks fian. then this is the part where it gets complicated. okay so he sent me all the way to orchard station. evening. yeah. then he was gonna head to choa chu kang. he kept looking at the time on the clock. i asked him why and he said nothing. haha. then he asked me to come close. he asked me this " would you be my girl?". omg. my heart stopped. i was breathless for a minute or so. and so was he. yeah then his train came. i hugged him. ahh. haha. fian.yeah met up with my sis and alif. haha. :D alif was sporting larh seyy. rode 16 with him. yeah, talked and stuff. he laughed his ass off about prom. hehehs. idiot. hahah. *spanks alif's butt. haha. yeah joked with them. threesome is fun mann. yeah then he hung out with us at 7-11. heh. then bid farewell to alif. alif, stop it seyy. :D yeah, today was fun. thanks to them., this is what i need before my aust trip tomorrow. yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow am heading for the jc briefing with joyce. am gonna get some rest now. so yeah. i'll update you soon. i'll be going to aust tomorrow and will be back on the 25th. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when shikin says she loves someone, she means it from the bottom of her heart.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how broken her heart is.&lt;br /&gt;i'll publish photos as soon as i get back oke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-4539841341146309125?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4539841341146309125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=4539841341146309125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/4539841341146309125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/4539841341146309125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-dont-need-you-to-feel-good.html' title='i don&apos;t need you to feel good.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/Rz1ITrzUzCI/AAAAAAAAADk/_TtN2r7I-XM/s72-c/DSC06383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-8048818186028476828</id><published>2007-10-15T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T07:38:39.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoolahay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/RxL1F18WluI/AAAAAAAAADE/epTdiHsy3rk/s1600-h/up+and+above.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/RxL1F18WluI/AAAAAAAAADE/epTdiHsy3rk/s320/up+and+above.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121425207002044130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                joyce and me-2006.&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And I'm lonely again tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I can feel it like a knot in my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;They keep saying this is part of the ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But I'm not getting stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yet hold me against the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And do you see any bullet inside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wouldn't find one if you magnified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Because you've got the wrong girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so this month's the month to partay because it's HARI RAYA! however, somehow, somewhere, some part of me don't feel like celebrating. the purpose of celebrating it, for me,  isn't there afterall. i shall not elaborate any further. i'm not EMO okay. :D haha. yesterday met with nad at chinatown before heading to the place. i was kinda surprised to see shahril, the deyi twins and the physics people there (which includes joshua, darren, peter and min). wow, yesterday was full house mann! shahril was looking at nad one kind because she was the only one dressed in baju kurung. one hilarious girl mann! wanted to ask shahril about chem prac but missed the chance. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm yeah so yesterday i stayed home after visiting kingkong because we received many calls from people who planned to come to our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakjijah came, too bad i wasn't there. luckily i was on time to welcome my "future in-laws". haha, yes it was dannyboy's family. hahah, i was breathless most of the time. i was wearing this sweet pink floral dress which i wore it for tuition. hahah, yeah. when they came, his father was smiling at me. nyehehh. he looked at me too. wow,  for the first time. :D sheesh, my stupid pimple had to spoil the whole image i wanted to create. ugly luhs! :D yeah, the we talked, laughed and reminisced. i was dumbfounded when his mom said "kenapa tidak makan? oh kerana shikin ada di sana kan? ahah, ingat tidak semasa mereka masih kecil, shikin beat you dengan badminton racket?" to dannyboy. everyone started laughing except for me coz i was kinda lost. i was CLUELESS! yes! i didnt remember hitting him with a badminton racket when i was younger. haha, those days. i kinda miss those younger times though. haaa. :D funnay. we didn't talk much but for sure we did make eye contact. :D heesss. i caught you red-handed, danny. haha. SURRENDER NOW. kay, kin gilerrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, my cuzzies came. awww, awesome timing! :D entertained them. chatted and my auntie gave this wink. i was like "what are you trying to say". hahaha, yeap as i've guessed it right, it had something to do with danny. jeez. hahaa so paiseh lahh. hahha, yeah, yesterday was fun mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite all that, i was missing my sayang, diddy. :D come on lahh, i haven't been seeing him for a LONG time! i swear. waited for him to text but i finally gave in. i text-ed him. yeah, found out that he was busy visiting. it's okaylah.:D there's always a next time. haha, right. yeah, oh btw i'm extremely excited about our 2nd month. damn fast luhs. hope all those times were pure sincere love. :D i love you lahh, my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, then fiz text-ed too. what a surprise. hahah.oh yeah, this tuesday's my biology prac. wish me luck people. i have to and WILL make my way to chai chee sec. gosh. thanks alot. :( i feel like a pariah already. ahahha.but nevertheless, i shall do my best. i miss my crew. haah, school's gonna end soon. will miss you guys. :( haaa, so sad. all those 4 years were solid friendship yeah. without all of you, i wouldn't be what i am today. you moulded me. :D I LOVE MY CREW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and thanks irsyaad for your concern. really appreciate it. :D really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days.&lt;br /&gt;and 2 more days till it's all over, till we'll be separated.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want it to end!&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;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;please don't text me when you're bored.&lt;br /&gt;text me when you miss me,&lt;br /&gt;and when you realise my presence is really necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-8048818186028476828?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8048818186028476828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=8048818186028476828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/8048818186028476828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/8048818186028476828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/10/whoolahay.html' title='whoolahay'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/RxL1F18WluI/AAAAAAAAADE/epTdiHsy3rk/s72-c/up+and+above.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-3768542168967994072</id><published>2007-10-14T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T18:42:36.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more days to</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i want you to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;with everything i won't let this go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;these words are my heart and soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i'll hold on to these,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and won't let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;wokays,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i guess i haven't told you about the first day of hari raya ay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before hari raya, (the eve) both my sister and me saw someone. guess who? diddy's ex. atika. again. gosh, it's so coincidental luhs. recognized her boyfiee first before recognising her. rode a taxi home because i was rushing for time. mum expected us to do laundry at parkway parade. luckily the chinese auntie was extremely kind enough to stay a little later than usual, just for us. awww. SWEET!  we had fun using the washing machine and dryer. i flooded the washing machine with an excess amount of washing powder which thus created a hell lot of white bubbles. lovely! hahah. :D i did listen to instructions kay (NOT!). haha. :D yeah, bought a basket full or products. there goes my hundred bucks. i'm so gonna earn it back. haha. :D yeah, i did my search for gifts. didn't find anything extrordinary to be purchased for that special someone. haha. bleahs. then headed home to carry out the usual beauty routine (HELL YEAH!). now, here comes the weird part. i laughed in my sleep. wow. i guess i must have dreamt about something nice or funnay. but whatever it was, it was WEIRD. haha, both my mum and my sister thought it was a ghost. so if you have a vivid imagination, you can practically gauge how scaray it was. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, then on the actual day (HARI RAYA!), i woke up and quickly switched on the telly to catch the takbir. mann, i melted alright. it was so solemn and blissful to the soul. i cried. gosh. i was reminded of my beloved grandmother. i miss her. she was my everything. an angel sent down by him. till she left. you know, the future hari rayas would never be the same without her presence. it just creates a whole new atmosphere, which i dread having. really sad. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, did receive a hell lot of text wishing me selamat hari raya. same goes to my fster profile. thanks people. talked to my sayang. was extremely delighted to hear that he performed his prayers. i love you my dear! i went purple. my blue was super hideous. haha. :D headed to my grandpa's place first where i had lotsa fun.mingled with little kids and chatted with my aunties and uncles. i was so loving the moment. got a surprising amount of green packets though. nyehehh. yeah the headed to grandpa's sister's house (all so complicated, haha). omg, her place was so crowded mann. they said i looked like norfasarie (WTH!, whoever that is.). hahas, gross. saw a hell lot of weird people whom i didn't recognise. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed home early and that's when i chatted with my dear. sometimes the feeling's too overwhelming. tough to express especially for a person like me. i'd rather keep it locked up and sealed. yeah, enjoyed his hilarious singing. haha, awww. claps! :D cheered me up, totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me beloved grandma,&lt;br /&gt;you've been missed.&lt;br /&gt;thought i saw a glimpse of you looking right through me the other day,&lt;br /&gt;but i was dead wrong. she resembled you. similar in every way.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&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/10745875-3768542168967994072?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3768542168967994072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=3768542168967994072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/3768542168967994072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/3768542168967994072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/10/3-more-days-to.html' title='3 more days to'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-4442968686793396328</id><published>2007-10-14T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T21:41:17.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun-ness rocks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/RxIcc18WlqI/AAAAAAAAACk/jpBbKzD7PAU/s1600-h/DSC05621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/RxIZnl8WlbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0aSTJFkbIk4/s200/JSI18.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121183894264518066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/RxIZWV8WlaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/V5KCqGcT8bw/s1600-h/JSI8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/RxIZWV8WlaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/V5KCqGcT8bw/s200/JSI8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121183597911774626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-4442968686793396328?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4442968686793396328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=4442968686793396328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/4442968686793396328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/4442968686793396328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/10/fun-ness-rocks.html' title='fun-ness rocks.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/RxIcc18WlqI/AAAAAAAAACk/jpBbKzD7PAU/s72-c/DSC05621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-2472837158410138774</id><published>2007-10-14T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T21:26:01.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/RxIY0F8WlZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KYilo3CEfA4/s1600-h/DSC05682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/RxIY0F8WlZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KYilo3CEfA4/s320/DSC05682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121183009501255058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/RxIYqF8WlYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTWiOXmPwk8/s1600-h/DSC05678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/RxIYqF8WlYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTWiOXmPwk8/s320/DSC05678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121182837702563202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the perfect words never crossed my mind,&lt;br /&gt;coz there was nothing in there but you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyhey people. i've finally decided to make a come back. i know some of you might be thinking "FINALLY!". i'm extremely sorry yeahs. ever since the incident, i've chicken-ed out. haha. true. :D so here's the pictures to sum things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-2472837158410138774?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2472837158410138774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=2472837158410138774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/2472837158410138774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/2472837158410138774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-start.html' title='a new start.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zzC97nBb9cQ/RxIY0F8WlZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KYilo3CEfA4/s72-c/DSC05682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-114370306615017214</id><published>2006-03-30T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T15:17:46.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>closing time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so wham bham thank you ma'am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;here i go again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;today, i'm ready,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i see so clearly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;lets stray together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;yesterday is lost forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;well, i prefer to remain single though. haiz. anyway, diq asked for me number and he sneaked up from behind me and he wished me good morning. awww, so sweet. not like him. HMPH! well, miss ang didn't come also never inform me. poor me have to wait outside of the door and that damn sec 5 guy even said kesihan in malay and he think i don't understand. haha! tsk! well, then his friend suspected something. then he said "ape? kesihan aje pe!". haha! then decided to head here. and here i am typing away. well, had mlc meeting anf they announced that they were going to specially make badges for us! yeah-yeah! me and li mei would have 2 badges-1 for mlc and the other for monitress. haha! funny ay? they said the more the better what like army like that. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;well, later presenting my presentation. yes! it's going to be FAB! haha! well, later also having rehearsal until 7.30. right now, i'm feeling hungry and craving for biscotti and mocha from starbucks. haha! can't wait for friday where iwould have mocha with pearl. haha! yums! well, today's also my mamsy's birthday. haha! but i don't feel like celebrating it. well, the reason is ultimately because she imsjudged and i abhor it! yeah~ like wak NUN like that. i hate it, i do! well, she asked me to come home faster. in addition, paps is going to pick me up after school. yes! haha! so tired anyway. i half shut down today in maths classes but i didn't as i couldn't complete teh e maths homework. so i decided to pay attention. well, joyce was practically mocking the "nice music" in maths class. she even can clapped to it! POWER! HAHA! well, nats went to clear her moles. and wei yuan said" ha? she got pimple meh? cannot ses leh". i totally understand. i prefer the natural way of clearing my face. haha~ well, gotta head to english class now. TATA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;shikin-me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;tough life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;how to even crawl past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-114370306615017214?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114370306615017214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=114370306615017214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/114370306615017214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/114370306615017214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2006/03/closing-time.html' title='closing time.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-114361335764448956</id><published>2006-03-29T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T14:29:47.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hold my tongue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;stole my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and hold my tongue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i feel my time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my time had come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;let me in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;unlock the door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i never felt this way before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well, found out my darling visited my blog. ooh. but too bad he doesn't think of me and call me or something. why must i always make the first move man? halamak. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;today, totally fagged. later having mother tongue. haha! :) well, i'm starting to hate a couple of people like the creater of the friendster profile and wrote crap things about me still being with jack tan when i'm actually with arai. worst of all, it's not the fact at all. fed-up man. sheesh! well, yeah and also albino kid and katchang. sheesh! nicknames, people so that they would remain anonymous. haha! joyce you know right. well, today i practically switched off during maths and chemistry classes man. haha! :D too tired man. haha! joyce, stop lah. haha! you ar forever. haha! :) yep too tired. tomorrow's even worse. i will only be home at 8pm coz got rehearsal. haiya! too many meetings and rehearsals that when i look at the list, i shiver. yes! :) gosh. there was this time i had 3 meetings at the same time but at different locations. man, am i supposed to split myself up into two or what? jeez. :( well, nowadays stress like hell man. can't wait for jc. haiya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well, my new wish: nokia 7370. yes. it's so nice. haha! :) and i still want my IPOD! well, tomorrow's mumsy's birthday and paps can still buy her something. damn you! sorry for being vulgar. it just isn't fair. :( sad case man. well, if i have the time, i would update later. meanwhile, i'm having fun with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;DO NOT DISTURB SIGN&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;shikin-me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-114361335764448956?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114361335764448956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=114361335764448956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/114361335764448956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/114361335764448956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2006/03/hold-my-tongue.html' title='hold my tongue.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-114344105000238803</id><published>2006-03-27T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T14:30:50.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally blogging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;stop, drop and roll,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;stop, drop and roll,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;stop, drop and roll,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you're on fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;finslly blogging! yesh! :D&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 today's hectic enough as i'm having lotsa meetings and classes. darn! well, later having MLC meeting and speech day thing. btw, i am receiving 2 prizes for the best in F&amp;N and Literature. yeah-yeah! dad said maybe heading somewhere for a holiday. haha! :D anyway, am late. lotsa things have been happening and i don't know where to begin. haha! a someone created a profile on friendster. darn! it got on my nerves man. it's so over between us anyway. yeah start a new. anyway, will update later if i have the time yeah? meanwhile tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shikin-me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;complicated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-114344105000238803?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114344105000238803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=114344105000238803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/114344105000238803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/114344105000238803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally-blogging.html' title='finally blogging.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-114310448894516320</id><published>2006-03-23T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T17:01:28.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>temasek poly.</title><content type='html'>hmm, yes, i'm at TP right now.&lt;br /&gt;about animation crap lar.&lt;br /&gt;so confusing.&lt;br /&gt;well, will update if i have the time kays?&lt;br /&gt;yeah-yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shikin-me,&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-114310448894516320?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114310448894516320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=114310448894516320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/114310448894516320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/114310448894516320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2006/03/temasek-poly.html' title='temasek poly.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10745875.post-114310392483899834</id><published>2006-03-23T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T16:52:04.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haven't had time.</title><content type='html'>insufficient time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shikin-me,&lt;br /&gt;i love my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10745875-114310392483899834?l=kikin-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114310392483899834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10745875&amp;postID=114310392483899834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/114310392483899834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10745875/posts/default/114310392483899834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikin-me.blogspot.com/2006/03/havent-had-time.html' title='haven&apos;t had time.'/><author><name>funky-stopover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11317364178157515021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
