<?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-8166210709868226200</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:16:09.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Just A Teenage Maniac</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-6333472074498751387</id><published>2009-05-31T21:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:32:34.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small but Tall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/SiKsvKKrCvI/AAAAAAAAABI/AtR8AFZkbgQ/s1600-h/eijas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/SiKsvKKrCvI/AAAAAAAAABI/AtR8AFZkbgQ/s400/eijas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342022034197777138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 17th Wan Eijas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been like, 1,2,3,4,5,6.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(counts with fingers..)&lt;/span&gt; ..7 years! Since we known each other!&lt;br /&gt;It was during Darjah 5. 5 Jed! Hoho aku still ingat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;kau&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Shazni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Syak&lt;/span&gt; mula masuk sekolah tu, terus jadi one gang. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes this boy hails from Penang&lt;/span&gt;! Datang aaaall the way to KL. Kan? Kan??&lt;br /&gt;And then masa standard 6, kau pulak ada "team" called &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RISE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Wtf weh! HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;R- Ramkirtan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I - Irfan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S - Syukran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E - Eijas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menari sini, menari sana, rap here there. Yeahh zaman budak2 kan??&lt;br /&gt;And then there was "Toilet Paper".. Controversies after another.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember we went to his house for the "project" but we ordered in pizza and coke's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We didn't do anything but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eat, eat, played around&lt;/span&gt; and had a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;burping competition&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and we locked him &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN &lt;/span&gt;the house then he kinda got gross cos he literally drooled on the window. Eeew Eijas! Hahaha! Then another person, got locked out. Shazni kut..? Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gila cute sial masa time &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Shazni&lt;/span&gt; tu!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was a time where we all went to Melaka on a school trip.. Bilik Eijas with Marwan and their friends was damn messy! Hahaha then they went in ours, for Acap to "azankan".. (inside joke! )&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh we were all kids then..! Hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoooo hope you have a great, awesome birthday, babe!&lt;br /&gt;Hope your &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Eijas-isms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stays forever~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;Much love, and laughs,&lt;br /&gt;Raihaaaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-6333472074498751387?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6333472074498751387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/small-but-tall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/6333472074498751387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/6333472074498751387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/small-but-tall.html' title='Small but Tall'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/SiKsvKKrCvI/AAAAAAAAABI/AtR8AFZkbgQ/s72-c/eijas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-29198399422940691</id><published>2009-04-25T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:29:10.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll Be On Our Feet Dancing Our Night Away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Plans have been made. Theme's have been picked out.&lt;br /&gt;But devastating of them all is finding out you have exactly the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;same theme&lt;/span&gt; as another school. :(&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sure, great minds do think alike.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta admit, that theme is very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"IN"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; right now. Heck we even used it in the beginning of the year for our class decoration theme. Stars from the Hollywood Walk of Fame included.&lt;br /&gt;Night of glamour, and camaraderie.&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't want that? Pappo's and flashing bulbs in your faces..&lt;br /&gt;Getting a tiny bit of feeling of being "Hollywood".&lt;br /&gt;Touche?&lt;br /&gt;Now we're in serious hot water. Do we have to change?&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say, we're gonna have to have a plan B.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-29198399422940691?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/29198399422940691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-be-on-our-feet-dancing-our-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/29198399422940691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/29198399422940691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-be-on-our-feet-dancing-our-night.html' title='We&apos;ll Be On Our Feet Dancing Our Night Away..'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-4249814836365579227</id><published>2009-04-12T16:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:22:07.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little birdie told me : The mud is muddier on the other side</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:85%;" &gt;Phewhh.. Just got back from Bukit Jelutong's sports day.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm getting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;darker &lt;/span&gt;just because of it. Damn you SUN~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoo, it was quite lively la but I was the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  TTDI-ian there. Azif and Helmi invited me last week. Was touched jugak la because it was Hariz and Helmi yang thought of inviting me! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingat jugak you guys kat I&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing's done here are different than my school. Usually, we'll have the perbarisan (marchers) first.. But in BJ, they had their sport events first like 100 and 4x400 and tug of war. Aaaand they call each other&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Earth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Blue house) , &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Red) , &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jupiter&lt;/span&gt; (Green) and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mercury&lt;/span&gt; (Yellow) unlike us, who calls each other using the colour itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Datang-datang terus I went looking for Nisa. Chatted for awhile then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Raihan!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laaa it was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Iyzie&lt;/span&gt;! God, lawak k this guy. Been like,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;months since I last saw him. Celebrated NY's with him and his pals. When I saw him, he was assembling the Red's decos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deco-wise, Jupiter's was a-awesome~ They had the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;army&lt;/span&gt; theme going on, with the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kubu&lt;/span&gt;" and all. Mars, I think went for the gladiator / Caesar theme. Yellow, I was told was about werewolves-ish. Earth, was Superhero! During the tug of war, I rooted for Mercury because Nisa was in it! Go girl! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the guys' part, I rooted &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOTH&lt;/span&gt; Jupiter and Mercury because my friends &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Helmi, Hariz&lt;/span&gt; -yellow  and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aiman&lt;/span&gt;- green are in it.&lt;br /&gt;But Jupiter won though. The "armies" went &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wild&lt;/span&gt;. Took a picture. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sah nampak macam ada rally PAS&lt;/span&gt; because of the green shirts. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was freaking hot weh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I hung out with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Raz&lt;/span&gt; la, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shamil&lt;/span&gt;, got to meet&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Azif&lt;/span&gt; for the first time evah!, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hariz&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alif&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fawwaz&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aiman&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ayesh&lt;/span&gt; (?? I'm not sure of your name la the lookalike to Fawwaz and Aiman! Sowiee!) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Acap&lt;/span&gt; (nickname Buntal, DO NOT ASK..) , &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Faris&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Khal&lt;/span&gt; ( for awhile only cos she's so busy) , &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Helmi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Naquib / Naqib &lt;/span&gt;(see! I remember you!). Met&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Hud&lt;/span&gt;, hahaha! Malu laa nak jumpa dia again sebab dulu pernah kacau dia.. Hahah! Sorry-sorry :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update pictures later.. Way later kut. Heh. So lazy mah~ Oh and btw, there were loads of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;hotties&lt;/span&gt; there. Huhu.. Won't say who! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bahayaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us had fun la basically because we were laughing like sh*t at Raz. He's crazy la! Buat holes at this kotak for his "eyes". Dialog between Hariz and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Hariz : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tu ke kawan you? Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What? NO! He's my friend when he's not wearing that. Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do? He's my childhood friend la kan.. Tahan je la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Mars won! Wooo~ Iyzie was the Pengerusi. Obviously happy gila! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Angkat-angkat sini,sana&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I told you it was freaking hot, there were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tan lines&lt;/span&gt; on my body! Sunburned babay.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh so tired la now. Gotta run~ Hope I didn't miss out anyone's name! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers babes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-4249814836365579227?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4249814836365579227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-birdie-told-me-mud-is-muddier-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/4249814836365579227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/4249814836365579227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-birdie-told-me-mud-is-muddier-on.html' title='A little birdie told me : The mud is muddier on the other side'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-2779030872114079504</id><published>2009-04-04T11:05:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T12:21:14.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is your skin as tanned as mine..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Hello world hope you're listening.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me if I'm young, for speaking out of turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Republic's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Come Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;It's been ages since I blogged huh?&lt;br /&gt;Well it's been downhill so far.. What with the handball competition not going as well as we'd hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30th March 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Cochrane for the competition. Under 18 &amp;amp; 15 girls compete first.&lt;br /&gt;My team (TTDI) had to face off with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hartamas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bukit Jalil&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Bandar Tasik Selatan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;First match was with Hartamas. We won 2-1! Yeay! :D I scored both. But with the help of my team mates of course~ The match was good but lack of sportsmanship by the opposing team if I could say so myself. Helloooo~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Nak tunjuk attitude kat padang pulak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this one girl, who rolled the ball on the field, kononnya tak nak kasi us get the ball. But no, it wasn't allowed. Ref gave us free ball, she pulak, slammed the ball to the ground. Girl, you're lucky the ref tak kasi you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yellow card&lt;/span&gt;. Next mishap happened with Raidah. She's our best defender to date! She was just doing her job of defending, so she went up close with the Hartamas girl.. I was near Raidah, I could hear everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hartamas girl : &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What are you doing? F*ck are you a lesbian or something?? Oh yes, you are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raidah : &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Wth! How could you say that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, she was just defending. She didn't even hug you! She just went real close. Hell, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you think you're so&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that even lesbians would like you? HA HA. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUNNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was with Bukit Jalil. I love this match wei, eventhough we drew &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nil-nil&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah, it was tiring but good sportmanship, kut.. except for the fact that there's this one gal who kept nudging me, so I nudged back. It was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;shoving match&lt;/span&gt; for a few seconds. LOL. The ball wasn't even near us! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last of the day was with Bandar Tasik Selatan.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think we could've done way better. I don't mean to brag but maybe we're all just tired after the whole day. Goalless draw too here. We felt like we played for the sake of playing. Not that much drive in it though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;But we made it through the Quarterfinals! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 15 wasn't as lucky though. It's okay gals! Next year alrite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ride back home, Me, Dayana and Ja made faces to people on the road. Waved, made&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; peace signs&lt;/span&gt; and even &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;air kissed&lt;/span&gt;! Hahaha! Omg hilarious okaay! There's this car full of chefs. We could see they were wearing the uniform and all. Dayana couldn't stop&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;layan&lt;/span&gt;-ing them! Made eating and cooking actions to them and they responded! Attempted to give us phone numbers and all. Cikgu Fahrul kept laughing at us like mad! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ye, siap cover muka tak nak bagi orang luar tengok dia pun join sekali&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31st March 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the guys' day. Under 18 lost though... To Vivekenanda!&lt;br /&gt;But under 15 was pretty impressive, they made it through with under 18 gals to the quarterfinals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st April 2009 (April Fool's!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q-final day.. We're facing off with &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Sri Sentosa&lt;/span&gt; (or something like that, but definately with the Sentosa)&lt;br /&gt;They were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;taaaallll&lt;/span&gt;~ Around my height and a few were taller! And I was the tallest in my team. We felt we had no chance at all.&lt;br /&gt;The game was pretty intense. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tough&lt;/span&gt;. I can admit, I felt soooo stuck. I didn't know what to do. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;All my game plan went out the window! Or heck, I left it on the bus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They played very differently, more to Offensive than Defensive. We were... I can't say anything..&lt;br /&gt;The ball kept slipping, our throws weren't good. Basically, it was an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OFF&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;I was praying for the switch to go back ON but to no avail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. we lost 2-0. Thank God the score was okay. We didn't concede much. Thanks to our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bad ass &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;benteng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys had to face off with Bandar Tasik Selatan under 15 guys. Unlucky strike too. Not our year guys! Justin was pretty pissed on and off field. Aleric looked a bit lost. I bet I looked like that too. Hurmm.. Uzair made good tries though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that match, my team was crying our eyes off because of the loss. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I cried, alot&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't care who was there or who was looking. I was pretty aware there were loads of other schools around there too but they would cry to if they were in my forlorn position, so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes to myself, I went to sit beside &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azlan Azim&lt;/span&gt; (Form 3 guy). We chatted for a while.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Justin&lt;/span&gt; too. Talked about their match with this team that had a guy wearing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;tights with no short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;s&lt;/span&gt;. And they told me that they saw the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"shape"&lt;/span&gt; of the guy's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p***s&lt;/span&gt;. I'm like.. ooo-kaay! LOL. Had a laugh with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zaim&lt;/span&gt; (sexy pose~ HAHAHA omg that image won't get away from my mind!), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aleric&lt;/span&gt; (with his looong legs! Hahaha *inside joke) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justin&lt;/span&gt; with his non-existent leg hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"Eh, kat lutut ada. I'm proud of that okay!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched from afar, Bukit Jalil's girls under 18 team against some school. The guys, Justin and Azlan was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; whooping, wow-ing and woah-ing&lt;/span&gt; for this number 11 girl from Bukit Jalil. She was wearing this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;short shorts in red&lt;/span&gt;. No wonder la they were like animals. Hahah. I, was rooting for B.Jalil because we had a good game during the league. They won though! I'm happy for them!&lt;br /&gt;There were other matches too. The B.Jalil guys team were against Sri Sentosa. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you guess which team I supported&lt;/span&gt;? B.Jalil of course~ They won too! Hells yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the wait for the guys' team to play and going back to the part where me and Azlan chatted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, that dude is crazy! Haha. You have to see him in&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "action".&lt;/span&gt; Sumpah lawak!&lt;br /&gt;But this incident agak awkward, if you could say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting on the ground, arms over my knees. Azlan was beside me. We talked la, kacau-kacau his team and all. Then &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;he tickled me&lt;/span&gt;. Geli kowt! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then I talked with Fahrul a bit, after that I looked toward the field at the ongoing match. I could sense he wanted to tickle me again. But, lo and behold, he&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; salah aim&lt;/span&gt;! (I hope unintentionally la) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Terkena pulak my bra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt; -____-'&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;Terus dia pandang tempat lain...&lt;br /&gt;It's okaay, I forgive you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phewhh that was pretty long..&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; My phalanges are tireeed&lt;/span&gt;. Hahah. Kudos to budak BIO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See, ilmu masuk jugak cikgu! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ps:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My sprain hasn't healed yet! :(  Can't write properly.. Hmm I wonder if I can get exception from writing notes and exercises in class.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PSS :&lt;/span&gt; I'm damn tanned right now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-2779030872114079504?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2779030872114079504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-your-skin-as-tanned-as-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/2779030872114079504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/2779030872114079504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-your-skin-as-tanned-as-mine.html' title='Is your skin as tanned as mine..?'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-1082960281353924506</id><published>2009-03-22T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:14:41.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pardon Moi Madamoiselle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Wow, nice vocab dear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Seriously, I'm sorry, padahal I'm talking in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;general&lt;/span&gt;. I could be talking about Byron for God's sake. You honestly think that you guys are the only people yang act like that? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wow, that's how much you give yourselves credit&lt;/span&gt;.. Smooth wei.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You proved that, I didn't.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;That's just me from a third person view of the whole situation. Just a question. Why would you wanna spoil other people's plan? Come on.. What does that make you, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm so sick of hearing complaints, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you tak puas hati, you stand up to him&lt;/span&gt;. That's it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;From now on, tak payah la nak tell me okay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I tried consoling you. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jangan cakap tak pernah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I tried to make matters light for you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Make you think the situation is nothing&lt;/span&gt; but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;"maybe dia skipped his breakfast today and dia lapar.maybe that's why dia macam tu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Ain't lurve grand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-1082960281353924506?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1082960281353924506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/pardon-moi-madamoiselle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/1082960281353924506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/1082960281353924506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/pardon-moi-madamoiselle.html' title='Pardon Moi Madamoiselle'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-1957738179917861130</id><published>2009-03-21T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:15:26.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>humdumdeedaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was chatting with Azif about our day when he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Raihan Teddy/Torres. says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;u? u buat apa today?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azif Fitri says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;nothng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azif Fitri says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;i search about privert part.haha bukan sbb ape.knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Azif Fitri says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;;]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raihan Teddy/Torres. says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;omg! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Raihan Teddy/Torres. says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;wtf azif hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-1957738179917861130?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1957738179917861130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/humdumdeedaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/1957738179917861130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/1957738179917861130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/humdumdeedaa.html' title='humdumdeedaa'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-345112659462996944</id><published>2009-03-21T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T20:23:53.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You had me at...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Today was a friendly handball match with Sri Aman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;We won by a mere 7-5 I think. We could've done better though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I think I scored the first goal for my team, up til then, my teammates were inspired to not give up to win. Heheh I know, I know, macam &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perasan&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Anywhoo, SA was leading 2-0 i think..Then came my goal. Woopee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;In the middle of the game, I was defending as Fiofa (SA) was trying to get past us. I had my arms up, prepared to halang those tries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Baammm~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ouchh&lt;/span&gt;.. My nose and mouth got smashed by the ball. Seriously, my lips went numb and tingling. I was only worried if my nose is broken!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Coach asked me to go to the side and lie down. After a couple of minutes, I stood up, and said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I wanna play now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Undeniably, it hurt. A lot. Until now it hurts. Hope it doesn't change to black &amp;amp; blue.  :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Touch it, it hurts. Brush it off, it hurts. Pinching it, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't you dare get near me&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;2nd half of the game, I tried shooting more. Then this girl, Juju, blocked me. It's fine if you just do that. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tak payah la nak tarik tangan aku sekali!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I shoved her off. I don't care la if you have a pretty face ke tak.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;That's the only thing I'm very particular about. Block the ball, not the whole body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Competition is on the 31st of March. Damn nervous.. Will be facing Hartamas and others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;From this day on, it's exactly 9 whole days more. Major freak out mode~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Wish me luck guys and gals. To all KL schools, see you on the field ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Goodluck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-345112659462996944?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/345112659462996944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-had-me-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/345112659462996944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/345112659462996944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-had-me-at.html' title='You had me at...'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-9065236047351043585</id><published>2009-03-20T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:24:49.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The making of the perfect stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe we all live in a world where everyone is utterly mean to everyone in order to make themselves feel better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;How can you actually live happily while others live in uncharted conditions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or have you ever thought it through whether someone's statement is just meant to be a light joke and not be taken seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You "fighting" back with hurtful remarks concerning that person's history is just plain low. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep personal matters in the personal zone. It should be kept there and never be taken out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You using that as your ammunition to destroy people's lives just shows that you have nothing to fight back with. That's just called, desperate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Secondly, fight your own battles. By pretending you're that tough and then complaining to your confidante just so he could fend/fight for you is just completely fake of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be like whoever you posed as. Just because you have a confidante to fight your battles doesn't mean you won. If you fought for yourself all out and we got nothing on ya, then, you won. Come on.. Nobody respects a coward.. Don't just act like one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;People who are genuinely mean intends to ruin other people's hard work and effort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even though it involved a whole lot other people too. That show's you're nothing but an egotistical and selfish person. Treat other people better. Don't ruin your ties. Have you ever heard of karma? It'll bite you in the ass if you're not careful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;One thing I have to say to you. You'll see one day, that person you think you trusted may just be a whole other person you won't even recognize or know. In that time, at the rate you're going, you will have nothing or anyone to turn to. I'm just worried about you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-inspired by latest events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-9065236047351043585?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9065236047351043585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/making-of-perfect-stranger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/9065236047351043585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/9065236047351043585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/making-of-perfect-stranger.html' title='The making of the perfect stranger'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-195516687540540189</id><published>2009-03-17T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:12:09.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranded on an Island of tar..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Long story short, tayar pancit. Ngahaha.&lt;br /&gt;This is my first time getting a flat tire! Luckily I'm not the one who drove...&lt;br /&gt;Pak Cik Wan had to change the tyre and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started out fine, was on the way, just got out of the house. Then we drove, and went on some uneven area of the road. Thanks kerajaan sebab you carefully maintain the roads, ye?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, PCW main redah jalan, dengar la '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duddap&lt;/span&gt;'.. Thought "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, maybe okay&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;All the way to TTDI was fine, then we heard la strange sounds near Rasta area. Like a helicopters rotors but nearer. How can a helicopter be in the vicinity right??  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this guy, driving, and waving&lt;/span&gt; with all his might and trying to get my attention.. I was like, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HUH&lt;/span&gt;? *sumpah blurr sebab it was at 9am!*&lt;br /&gt;He mouthed "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tayar! Pancit!&lt;/span&gt;" while pointing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vigorously&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kawan dia pun sama&lt;/span&gt;. Hahaha funny jugak la that sight. Grown men ok? Around mid-20s I think.&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to the story, I, with my lightning reflexes (if you could call 'em that) called out to PCW (maybe a bit too loud.SORRY!) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ha'ah PCW! Tayar pancit! Orang tu cakap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks lovely gentlemen who gave us the heads up! and pointing fingers...&lt;br /&gt;Stopped by the road, PCW got out the essentials. The Jack and the spare. My mum was there too by the way. Stood on the side of the road, waited. Hell, I was worried that I'd be late for my handball practise and Biology. I prayed hard for someone I know to pass us on the way to school. I was that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt;, I even agreed and opted to go on one of the SP's bikes if they happen to be there! Lo and behold, suddenly I heard someone shout, "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RAIHAN&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;I turned my head, and was damn shocked to see Azzim and his mum's shining gold car on the same road. Ahh my prayer was answered! Thank you God! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;My mind shut down. I figured it was that because I was hopping excitedly because I have a saviour. I was like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ma! Kawan An ada! I can go now!&lt;/span&gt;" I expect my mum was shocked too sebab suddenly je I acted that way. And.. now I just realised... I probably was a funny sight to all the people that was there.. Oh God, embarassing much!&lt;br /&gt;Got in Azzim's car, then quickly texted my mum, *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;take care ma&lt;/span&gt;* because then I realized I just left my mum there! Sorry maa! I would open the car door then and there but too many cars.&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at school a bit late, had to explain to Cikgu Hasrul (Handball) and Pn Zalifah (Bio)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of Bio, I asked permission to go to handball practise as it is the same time as Bio, (see study comes first!), found Ra and Ja washing their knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: Korang buat apa ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Ja : Hahahah kitorang jatuh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ra : Ha'aah , aduh2 sakit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: Jatuh macam mana??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ra: Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Ja: Kitorang jatuh motor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ra: Jatuh kat tepi, Farisha tiba-tiba panggil, aku cuak, brake, tiba-tiba rasa macam nak jatuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Ja: Aku kat belakang dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ra: Asal kau tak tahan dengan kaki!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Ja: Hahaha yang aku rasa, slow motion motor jatuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: Motor siapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ra: Fahrul.. Takut la dia marah.. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was the time I became a PBSM for a day. Got gaya la. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the bike, yeah it was pretty much scratched on the side.. The guy looked like he wanted to cry! Yeah, his bike is like his prized posession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson of the day- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Jangan naik motor orang." &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Jangan cuak!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cheers, take care guys! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-195516687540540189?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/195516687540540189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/stranded-on-island-of-tar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/195516687540540189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/195516687540540189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/stranded-on-island-of-tar.html' title='Stranded on an Island of tar..'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-1038731228901557210</id><published>2009-03-13T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T11:02:31.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Amal - "Sexy 7-Teen"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh yes, it's that time in someone's life. Special day? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful period? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Possibly&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's that time where all 17 year old can (finally!) get their driver's license!&lt;br /&gt;Hells yeaah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At exactly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;0000 hours&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13th March 09&lt;/span&gt;, I turned sexy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night thought of nak stay up til 12 midnight but I took cold meds before so..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that they could knock me out cold. By 11.30 I was asleep in front of the tv. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Memang power la ubat tu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, tengok phone, ada &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 &lt;/span&gt;messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 from the night before was from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azim&lt;/span&gt; Tropicana and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ruiz&lt;/span&gt; (who was 10 mins a bit early! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earliest on 13th was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ilman&lt;/span&gt;. Damn thanks soooo much Ilman!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kak Rayne! Haha. Happy bday! Kak Rayne :P"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inside joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me laugh at 5.50 in the a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd was...*cue suspense song* &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ARIF MAGGIE &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; HARRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sayang gilaaaa kat diorang!!&lt;/span&gt; Thanks soooo much guys~&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I didn't expect their wish. At all! C'mon, they're boarding school kids..&lt;br /&gt;Damnn Me LOVE's You So Much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raa&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;Sayang kau dowhh~ thank u, bebeh! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fieza&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;One of my closest friends. Dah bertempuh macam-macam halangan dengan dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sembunyi bawah meja masa Darjah 1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azwan&lt;/span&gt; DU!&lt;br /&gt;God &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tak expect langsung&lt;/span&gt; ni! That's sooo sweet of him to remember! :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azroul&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yeay for my ex, yang jadi my friend even after our split.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Odeng&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;:D pengerusi rumah biru kita tahun ni!Tak menang..siap.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss gorgeous wished me while I was in school. Yes, I admit bawak phone to school. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th was my sis, Ayu (whom I call &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alom&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mesti dah excited nama ada kat blog ni.hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alommm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th was my childhood friend, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azraai&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Dude I've known you for sooo long. Our mothers know each other. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Takleh naughty tau. Hahah thanks babe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all others, memang banyak, thanks soooo effing much! I love you all like damnnn. hehehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At school, dah terfikir dah, takda ke nak wish. Agakk macam, wtf, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mengada gila&lt;/span&gt;! Ann wished, Hayat and banyak la.. When I thought takda lagi.. Went for recess at the canteen. Duduk kat area guys. Pelik la sebab &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tak pernah sit there at all&lt;/span&gt;. My girls all sat at one table, suddenly, 1,2 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Happy Birthday to you~ Happy birthday to you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; they sang for me loudly! OMG memang maluuu gilaa sebab all the other people there, I totally tak kenal sebab ada &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;junior and budak SP's&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They all sang for me!&lt;/span&gt; Yeah walaupun tak kenal. HAHA. I pretty much guessed my face was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;beetroot red&lt;/span&gt;! Kalah &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tomato&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank uuuuu sangat babes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the guys at Perfection yang wished me, Thank You SOOO much! Tengok-tengok saja nak wish lambat. Piyshh. -___-&lt;br /&gt;I was damn saaad :(&lt;br /&gt;But now I love y'all back! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoo, yeah I feel so sad because the friends I've been with for quite a while but different school didn't wish me. Even yang I tak rapat with pun wish! Homg thank uuuu to all of them! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To yang tak wish.. I dunno what to say. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you?&lt;/span&gt; I'll be remembering your birthday soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love and fast cars, ciao Bella~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Nur Raihan Mohd Dise is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; officially&lt;/span&gt; 17!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-1038731228901557210?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1038731228901557210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/quote-amal-sexy-7-teen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/1038731228901557210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/1038731228901557210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/quote-amal-sexy-7-teen.html' title='Quote Amal - &quot;Sexy 7-Teen&quot;'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-6468511173630080898</id><published>2009-03-10T11:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T11:23:08.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovebug,junebug, FLUBUG!</title><content type='html'>  HCUURENTLY AT CLINIC-..SICK WITH THE FLU.. HUHU :(JTYPO BYK SGT, STUPID PHONE X TUNJUK THE WORDS- DAMMNNN. USING WIFI AT THE CLINIC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-6468511173630080898?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6468511173630080898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/lovebugjunebug-flubug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/6468511173630080898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/6468511173630080898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/lovebugjunebug-flubug.html' title='lovebug,junebug, FLUBUG!'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-5716132804657374416</id><published>2009-03-07T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T23:27:29.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Heyy I know, I know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's been freaking ages!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Updates, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LATEST OBSESSION&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;American Idol's back babyy~ (yeah i know it's been like what, 3 weeks already. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Anywhooo , my utterly latest and most precious obsession is of course, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adam Lambert&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Gorgeous~ Somehow he reminds me a wee bit about Joe Jonas. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe it's the hair&lt;/span&gt;. Hurm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/l/tv/us/img/site/50/21/0000055021_20090212173710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 274px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/l/tv/us/img/site/50/21/0000055021_20090212173710.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ONE &lt;/span&gt;thing I absolutely hate and feels sad about is the fact that&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Ricky Braddy&lt;/span&gt; didn't make it to the Top 13 (used to be 12)!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.poptower.com/images/db/5154/450/500/ricky-braddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 277px;" src="http://www.poptower.com/images/db/5154/450/500/ricky-braddy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;That guy can sing alright.. Judges you made a mistake! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But instead they picked a boring one.. I'm not gonna say who, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;she loves wearing &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Okaay back to reality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Went for "Intensif Kawad PP"  in the morning. Lana, Farisha, Sha, Wa, Ra, Dayana, Mel was there. And of course the kawad people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;In the middle of it all, suddenly adik Zaim and Zaki felt sick. She wanted to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Apa lagi, FREAK OUT MODE! (okaay tak nak buat dia hyperventilate, me and Lana brought her up to SPBT room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;There's food. :) I was hungry ok, so I took one biscuit and roti kaya. Hehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The kid rested for awhile, then felt fine. So turun la bawah again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Masa tengah kawad Ra's dad bawak food (more!) for the kawad kids. Chicken rice apparently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me and Amira (adik Ilya Kiss) angkat the box. As we finished arranging the food, this is what happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ustaz Farazila : Kamu, panggil Cikgu Azhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Lana : Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;*She turned and called out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Lana : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Azhar~&lt;/span&gt; (after realising, muka terperanjat gila!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Farisha &amp;amp; Me : Woosh Lana! Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Lana : Aku ingat panggil budak nama Azhar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;All : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;On a different note, have you ever wondered, why on earth did you even &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pretend&lt;/span&gt; like you were interested in someone but then seem interested in someone else too? Like, you lie that you're credit is finished when in fact you've been texting or calling someone else entirely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Like, you kept someone waiting, for your call or text but then said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry, my phone was empty&lt;/span&gt;? A girl knows when she's been lied to. It's called instincts. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And mine's pretty strong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Last Saturday, I did something I wouldn't think of doing. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me, Raz and his friends Alif and Hariz hung out at Chili's in One Utama. Raz belanja. Yeay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I shared my meal with Hariz. True, I haven't met him before but he was the only one that wanted Mushroom Jack Fajitas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;They talked. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;A lot&lt;/span&gt;. I felt kinda &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tersisih&lt;/span&gt; for awhile though... Then after that we walked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: Jap nak masuk Pull &amp;amp; Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Raz : Ikut you la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;*Was looking at some clothes then I heard Alif snickering with Hariz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: What are you guys laughing at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Alif: Haha takde, ingat nak try baju..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: Baju mana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;*points at a spaghetti strap top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTF..!&lt;/span&gt; Hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It doesn't end there people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Raz: Serious. Tolong la kitorang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: Hahaha okaay but atleast ambik size yang besar! Dahla korang main rugby. Koyak baju ni karang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Alif: Ok, nak buat mcm mana ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me:&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; First, kita bincang jauh sikit dari kakak jaga baju tu boleh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;All: Hahaha yeah yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me : -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: Ok, I masuk, nanti I passkan kat you guys baju tu. You guys kat dressing room sebelah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Raz :  Your phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;*I passed my 5800 to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;As we masuk, I started thinking.. How the hell am I gonna pass him this top?? My bright idea was to throw over the wall.&lt;br /&gt; Nasib baik the wall is not connected to the ceiling. Pheww. That done,  I pretended to try out the other top. (as a decoy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Then I remembered, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHIT&lt;/span&gt;, my phone has auto flash. If the girl saw the light, she'll kick him out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I stripped my top off and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: Kak, not my size. Boleh amikkan yang S?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;*just as she went away, me still half-naked but covered by the dressing room cloth called out to Hariz who was nearby there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hariz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hariz: Hm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: My phone ada flash! Cepat masuk tempat Raz and tell him. Shut it off. (this was how desperate the situation is!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;*Just as he was safely inside the other dressing room, the kakak came back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ahh thank you kak!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;When I waited for quite awhile, I climbed up the stool in the room and showed my hand above the wall. I wanted that top back, or not memang the c0ver was blown. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;We went out snickering then burst out laughing! Omg, the picture is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;K, imagine this.. A &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rugby player&lt;/span&gt;, wearing a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pink frill top&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spaghetti straps&lt;/span&gt;. And flexing his muscles. Damn it was awful. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yet, it's still in my phone~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm gonna have nightmares til I'm 20!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;That day was awesome. Alif and Hariz was pretty cool. Baik sangat~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boleh jadi bodyguard&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Wanna meet you guys again, soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Well, as for Raz, what can I say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This guy has been my friend since Year 1. Since 7 years old baby! Yeah that's why I can keep up with his 'antics'. I just know him so well. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, I do babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Phewwhh that's a long one.. Hope to write (or type) again soon. Til then, goodnight~&lt;br /&gt;Take care Bambinos~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-5716132804657374416?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5716132804657374416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/5716132804657374416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/5716132804657374416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while..'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-4972589149505211358</id><published>2009-02-08T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T12:08:34.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V-day coming..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Valentine's is just around the corner. I sit here asking myself "How will I celebrate it this year?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alone&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not complaining but i'm not loving that idea either.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be happy to celebrate it with my bootyful friends though!&lt;br /&gt;Sha Zers, Qisses, Waas, Debs, Lans, Fizars and many moreee.&lt;br /&gt;*duush (me falling from my chair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Babi swivel chair&lt;/span&gt;.. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho.. During V Day my school will be having the School Run so we'll be like.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Sweaty and tired&lt;/span&gt;. And &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; during V Day.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Awesome!..Not!&lt;/span&gt;  Dunno what the gals are planning to sell for fund raising.&lt;br /&gt;We're in desperate need of funds for prom, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Any generous philanthropists around&lt;/span&gt;? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on the subject, Happy early Valentine's wish from me if I do not get to blog about it on that day. Cheers everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Happy V Day also to all my friends with partners! ;) Loves~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post.. The Grammy's baby!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-4972589149505211358?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4972589149505211358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/v-day-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/4972589149505211358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/4972589149505211358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/v-day-coming.html' title='V-day coming..'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-1394978220310018719</id><published>2009-02-03T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:51:03.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harap Maklum..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay skemaaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I won't be able to blog so much now friends and peeps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mum got me on lockdown. I'll maybe online at my tuition centre or through my phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Memang kena bayar&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Banyak&lt;/span&gt;. (Desperado times only baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So yeah.. It's been raining cats and dogs lately! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tak jadi nak main activities&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sob sob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gonna miss you loads my dearest blog. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Catch y'all later in a few days! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take care babes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-1394978220310018719?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1394978220310018719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/harap-maklum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/1394978220310018719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/1394978220310018719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/harap-maklum.html' title='Harap Maklum..'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-2420180194867211914</id><published>2009-01-30T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:24:21.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep an eye out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:85%;" &gt;Oh damn.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the person you just typed about read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;And I mean, you just said he's hot. Basically about him in your own&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; freaking blog&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And to find out from him, himself that he read it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Oh save me God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Yeah I know, you might read this too, Ashraff. (yes there I said it) Piyshh. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Geleng geleng kepala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self : Never to write about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in this blog. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just broke that rule, didn't I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-2420180194867211914?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2420180194867211914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/keep-eye-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/2420180194867211914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/2420180194867211914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/keep-eye-out.html' title='Keep an eye out'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-3208897100987332004</id><published>2009-01-30T13:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:15:45.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;One pair of shoes actually. Have you ever felt like wanting something soooo bad but you know you can't have it? Either it's toooo expensive or just toooo hard to find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;In this case it's everything above plus it's toooooo ridiculous to wear! I might break my neck and back if i get to wear these shoes. Anything for fashion! No pain no gain my ass. This is definitely painful to wear but i still love it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's too gorgeous to pass up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/SYKMcGXLq0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/1zXzvUkNYRE/s1600-h/katy+perry+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/SYKMcGXLq0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/1zXzvUkNYRE/s200/katy+perry+shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296950526113196866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;This exact pair are featured in Katy Perry's Thinking of You video. They're by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GiambattistaValli&lt;/span&gt; just so you know. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sky high!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-3208897100987332004?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3208897100987332004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-about-shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/3208897100987332004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/3208897100987332004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-about-shoes.html' title='All about shoes'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/SYKMcGXLq0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/1zXzvUkNYRE/s72-c/katy+perry+shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-2053358788571820983</id><published>2009-01-29T22:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:04:17.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Fast Forwards to..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Greeting's bloggettes or bloggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Since watching the Golden Globes and the recent SAG Awards, I am totally in sync with my fashion conscious self. Who wore it better? What's in for 2009?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Let's just start with&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The Loves &lt;/span&gt;(for the Golden Globes) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3093/3192651031_9f1447c1a2.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 311px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3093/3192651031_9f1447c1a2.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Megan Fox looks gorgeous in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ralph Lauren&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/SYG8bj0gc-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/R5eToQCLDAA/s1600-h/Miley_Cyrus_Golden_Globe_Awards_11Jan09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/SYG8bj0gc-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/R5eToQCLDAA/s200/Miley_Cyrus_Golden_Globe_Awards_11Jan09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296721818422375394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Miley looks absolutely stunning in Marchesa. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You can never do wrong with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marchesa&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/3190763937_0a41825bfa.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 309px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/3190763937_0a41825bfa.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Loooove&lt;/span&gt; the details on this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Armani Priv&lt;/span&gt;e dress!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3424/3191611144_91fe487e15.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 312px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3424/3191611144_91fe487e15.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Eva in this red scallop edge &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reem Acra&lt;/span&gt; is just beautiful! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Fishtail is so totally in right now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Misses&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3439/3190764261_25cf462415.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 312px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3439/3190764261_25cf462415.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Not a great choice for the Golden Globes, Marisa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3525/3219907590_8a1c41a674.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 321px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3525/3219907590_8a1c41a674.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not a fan&lt;/span&gt; of the drapings. Her face looks radiant though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3076/3192658603_fd37d6fc53.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 301px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3076/3192658603_fd37d6fc53.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The dress doesn't do her any justice, I'm sorry Christina! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not a perfect fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The SAGs are aired just a few days ago. The trends are supposedly &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one-shouldered dresses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;red tones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my choices&lt;/span&gt; are as follows ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3471/3228259505_39c463c222.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 335px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3471/3228259505_39c463c222.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Kate looks&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; gorgeous in this electric blue&lt;/span&gt; dress by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Narciso Rodriguez&lt;/span&gt;. Congratulations on her win too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3441/3229141336_f2b261841e.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 348px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3441/3229141336_f2b261841e.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Anne definately can never do wrong on red carpets. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Total trendsetter&lt;/span&gt;. She looks like a goddess in this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azzaro&lt;/span&gt; white grecian dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.houseisright.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/90125a1_morrison_b-gr_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 410px;" src="http://www.houseisright.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/90125a1_morrison_b-gr_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;This House star looks amazing in this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anne Valerie Hash&lt;/span&gt; dress. Despite people saying she looks washed out, but hey, the trend now is barely there make up.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jennifer Morrison looks fab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-2053358788571820983?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2053358788571820983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/fashion-fast-forwards-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/2053358788571820983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/2053358788571820983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/fashion-fast-forwards-to.html' title='Fashion Fast Forwards to..?'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/SYG8bj0gc-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/R5eToQCLDAA/s72-c/Miley_Cyrus_Golden_Globe_Awards_11Jan09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-8205160418893700508</id><published>2009-01-29T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:02:49.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Grow Up..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;Now I gotta tell you something,&lt;br /&gt;When i was young i want to do fashion,&lt;br /&gt;But my parents told myself it was ridiculous,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in that field got so ousted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't complaining,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna get famous,&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and tell me what you wanna wear&lt;br /&gt;I know you like to wear strapless&lt;br /&gt;Or even the one shouldered no less&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as you would pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a seamstress&lt;br /&gt;I wanna dress up stars&lt;br /&gt;and be in best dressed list&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have models&lt;br /&gt;Walk my clothes&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have collections&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;Be on TV&lt;br /&gt;People wear me&lt;br /&gt;Be on magazines&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;Vogue and Bazaar&lt;br /&gt;Everything chicks could read and see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for 'cause you just might see it&lt;br /&gt;You just might wear it&lt;br /&gt;You have to flaunt it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They used to tell me they're too frilly&lt;br /&gt;Too modern, too structured they would tell me&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to do haute couture&lt;br /&gt;And knew that Fashion Week would get me this far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ahh that is just lil old me musing about stuff. :D of course, you gotta try singing it to the PCD's song with the same name. Inspired by it actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-8205160418893700508?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8205160418893700508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-i-grow-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/8205160418893700508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/8205160418893700508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-i-grow-up.html' title='When I Grow Up..'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-5186888814772219771</id><published>2009-01-27T16:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:44:58.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ocean-riffic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby girl's backk!&lt;br /&gt;Port Dickson was awesome people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Yeay tak hitam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;To swimming in the sea, getting 'hempap' and meeting a stranger. *cue the oohing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DAY 1 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abg Kanai drove us to PD at 1pm-ish. Didn't even sleep in the car! Most surprising for me that is. I would always sleep like a log everytime we go on a journey. Arrived at the place at ___ (didn't check the time!)&lt;br /&gt;Lawa la jugak. Kinda scary at first though. We stayed at The Regency. On the plus side, there's the game area (foosball, darts, pool and even ps2!) , the swimming pool, and of course the beach. :)&lt;br /&gt;We lounged in our room until 6 where we went swimming in the salty sea. Played with the beach ball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Baling punya baling, last last terslip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Drifted off tah kemana nak pergi.&lt;br /&gt;I swam after it but it kept slipping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; Grr for wavy waters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily a kind man helped me. And no, don't get any ideas! (Especially you, Ruiz!) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DAY 2 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahh today was exceptionally fun! And tiring.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go to the ostrich farm in the m0rning. So we went, giving our precious parking space. Parking space kat sini was so damn limited! Drove away from the hotel/apartment for about 5 minutes, tengok tengok ada jam! Made a detour heading towards nowhere. Scratch the idea of going to see the ostrich.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;On the way back my sis said "Eh around here there's the Museum of Armoury." We're like, yeah what the heck, let's give it a try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Dah sampai, tengok tengok tempat tu tutup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;! Gawd!&lt;br /&gt;Last last, do you know where we went? Back to our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the fun part. We all went to the gaming area. Angah and I played foosball while my parents and my other sis and brothers in law played the darts. After foosball we played pool/snooker  ( whatever you call 'em). Went to get the 'chalk' for the pool stick then I got hit on by this guy. "Lepas ni main dengan abang nak?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Eww. No thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. I'm only 17 by the way.&lt;br /&gt;Then they all decided to play darts with partners. That leaves me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;ALONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; because I was the only one who's not married yet. So I sat watching them playing. Suddenly, there's this kinda hot guy trying out the foosball table. I was thinking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;nak ke tak nak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;With muka tak malu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (haha) I asked him whether he wants to play foosball with me.&lt;br /&gt;He said yes. So I paid for two games. I don't really mind paying actually. So while playing, we talked abit. I got to learn his name. I thought he said Ashraff but it turns out it was Ashraffy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Budak SMDJ rupanyaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. I asked his age, he said 16. Damn he's younger than me! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I told him im in SMKTTDI. He said he knows someone there. It was Nad form 4.&lt;br /&gt;Habis cuti ni nak tanya Nad la. :D&lt;br /&gt;After 2 games, it was a tie. I won the first round, he, the second. We said our goodbyes and he went off. Probably to his family.&lt;br /&gt;Petang tu we went to the beach again. Planned to ride the banana boat and jetski. The banana boat was awesome! Scary at first because I was afraid of falling in the middle of the sea!&lt;br /&gt;When the ride was almost over, the boat guy made an intentional sharp turn. Yup, you guessed it. We raised our hands (look Ma! No hands!) WHAAM we hit the waters. Someone 'hempap' -ed me. Felt like drowning sebab berat! Hahahah. After that was jetskiing. Rode with Papa. I held on for dear life cos I never know what Pa's plans are! But we reached shore safely thank God! But tak puas la. So I rode with Angah next. Woohoo! We went further towards the vast ocean but I trust her. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;prayed hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; too! Allahuakbar, Bismillah and more la. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;That night my sis and I went to the gaming area again. Lo and behold, there Ashraffy was. With his family in tow la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Sumpah baby adik dia cute sangat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!!! He played the darts with his dad kut. When we smiled at each other, I felt the dad looking at me. After that too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Scary dowhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;! Wanted to play pool with him but after that he went of. Boohoo :(&lt;br /&gt;He's hot.. Even my maid pun said "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Kacak la kawan an tu. Kacak sangat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Hahaha. I hope you don't read this blog Ashraffy!&lt;br /&gt;Back to my sis, we paid 9 bucks hoping to play 3 games of pool. We waited for this man and his nephew to play. After 1 game, they played again. Laughing all the way. The nephew was cute but I can see he's like 14-15 years old. After game 2 it started to get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; We waited like stones there! Hello! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Takkan tak tahu orang tengah tunggu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;! When we actually said we want to play next, the old guy could say "La ye ke, tak cakap dari tadi. Ingatkan tak nak main". Butooo ingat kitorang tengok you guys main senang senang? -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Bikin naik darah ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well we only got to play &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; game only because the area was about to close. Went to sleep feeling content but angry. How is that possible??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DAY 3 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Balik time!&lt;br /&gt;Before checking out we still have time to play family games. Charade-ish guessing game and also Know Your Partner. Can be quite a controversial game though.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm back home safe and sound. Got almost a week ahead of me til school reopens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Damn homework belambak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;! Kill me now... ;(&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, typed til almost my fingers come off. Nak look up for that guy. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Stalker alert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type again in a few. Take care guys! Loves~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-5186888814772219771?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5186888814772219771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/ocean-riffic.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/5186888814772219771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/5186888814772219771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/ocean-riffic.html' title='Ocean-riffic'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-4845839752267007218</id><published>2009-01-25T10:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T11:15:42.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We sing. We dance..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Boybands come and go, right? Boo me if I like boybands. They're not outdated. You'll learn to love 'em like I did. Then we'll see who's laughing now. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sure they sing love songs or sad songs but that's just the same if you listen other genres of music. Don't just label them as sappy dudes. *giving the guys a glare*&lt;br /&gt;For all the gals, these boyband guys are way hot! Plus, they sing and dance well.&lt;br /&gt;All of you guys are just haters! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now, I'm just loving Varsity Fanclub and NLT. Their music just makes me wanna dance. Don't you? Loosen up a little. Shake your booty. Wave your hair around. It won't kill you. *arches eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JDORdw0ra5E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JDORdw0ra5E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma by NLT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1-7ylYvo-q8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1-7ylYvo-q8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future Love by Varsity Fanclub&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-4845839752267007218?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4845839752267007218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-sing-we-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/4845839752267007218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/4845839752267007218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-sing-we-dance.html' title='We sing. We dance..'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-6429868860463071172</id><published>2009-01-25T10:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:39:14.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>California-vacation..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noo I'm not jetting of to California. Though I'd love to by the way.&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading to Port Dickson today actually..in a few hours and I haven't showered yet!&lt;br /&gt;Will update hopefully during my stay there, depends if my hotel have computers I can use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye lovely city and hello beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-6429868860463071172?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6429868860463071172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/california-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/6429868860463071172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/6429868860463071172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/california-vacation.html' title='California-vacation..'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-7039712627055247680</id><published>2009-01-25T10:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:25:52.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ilya Kisses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/34/l_cd83f3cd87ec49db9c690a99d16b4326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px;" src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/34/l_cd83f3cd87ec49db9c690a99d16b4326.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 17th babes!!&lt;br /&gt;I've never met someone as feisty, crazy, wild and fun as you Ilya!&lt;br /&gt;Misses you loads. Rasa guilty because I can't make it to your party :(&lt;br /&gt;4 words to ILYA that describes her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I - Incredible&lt;br /&gt;L - Lovable&lt;br /&gt;Y - err.. Yogi Bear. (haha xda idea!)&lt;br /&gt;A - Awesome~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay awesome babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-7039712627055247680?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7039712627055247680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/ilya-kisses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/7039712627055247680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/7039712627055247680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/ilya-kisses.html' title='Ilya Kisses'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-8324261885819498249</id><published>2009-01-24T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T18:15:11.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year to all my Chinese friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin K, Yan Koh, L. Seng Fatt, Byron O, Nick Wee, Kar Kei, Li Yung, Hanyang, Cyn Ju (Hartamas), Micheal (Bu3), Karen (Welley Methodist), Mei Yin (DU), Stephanie (DU) and others who I may have forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all of you have a  prosperous and great year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-8324261885819498249?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8324261885819498249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/8324261885819498249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/8324261885819498249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-8593799929437274642</id><published>2009-01-24T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T18:07:47.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch-slapped by a junior!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me start with the obvious.&lt;br /&gt;The word that made me cringe. Still is though, is '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt;' (older sis or in this case, senior girl).&lt;br /&gt;oh Gawd~&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong but seriously, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I felt old&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was during handball practice. All the juniors start warming up and doing passes etc. Suddenly, we had to introduce ourselves. We (Farisha, Raidah, Ra, Ja and me) intro-ed using Kak but we told them to just call us by our names. But amazingly enough they still call us using 'Kak'. Feels weird...&lt;br /&gt;Then, this one junior boy had to run the field to warm up. Me and Ja was standing in the middle of the way watching the girls playing. That dude passed us and bends abit when he went in front of us. The convo goes as follows ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid : (ran and bends abit in front)&lt;br /&gt;Me : Eh, tak payah la. Lari je.&lt;br /&gt;Ja : Ha'ah takpa takpa.&lt;br /&gt;Kid : (ran another round and did the same)&lt;br /&gt;Me : Weh serious tak payah.&lt;br /&gt;Kid : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kena sebab lagi tua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siut je.. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja was also shocked but she cracked up laughing looking at my astonished face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Ja, kitorang block dia Ja. Cepat cepat dia datang!&lt;br /&gt;Ja : Hahahaha lawak dowh muka kau.. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hahaha apa hal~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ye Kid, I don't know your name, yet!&lt;br /&gt;When I do, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siap la kau&lt;/span&gt;. Muahaha (evil laugh tak jadi.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was on Wednesday 21st Jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The practise was awesome on Friday 23rd Jan. In the middle of running my left shoe came off.&lt;br /&gt;Oh what the hell. I chucked both my shoes to the sidelines.&lt;br /&gt;I played with all the world (or school) clear to see my cartoon socks.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha teringat pulak kat Zaki and his move. (inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;Masa tengah warm up lari, Zaki did his thing. Straight after that, the Kid buat lagi. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saje je nak buat orang naik darah&lt;/span&gt;. Lucky you I didn't just run after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just happy that none of the juniors &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kurang ajar&lt;/span&gt; with me. If they do, memang trouble is on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEIR &lt;/span&gt;way. Reminder, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-8593799929437274642?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8593799929437274642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/bitch-slapped-by-junior.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/8593799929437274642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/8593799929437274642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/bitch-slapped-by-junior.html' title='Bitch-slapped by a junior!'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-7232019823384577987</id><published>2009-01-18T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:59:37.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunburst 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunburst 09!&lt;br /&gt;Let's all pray for more international line-ups!&lt;br /&gt;As of right now, the top 20 is as follows.. (taken from Sunburst's Facebook page)&lt;br /&gt;It's not confirmed but this is the line up people vote they want to see most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v368/153/54/766368481/n766368481_969986_4762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 562px;" src="http://photos-c.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v368/153/54/766368481/n766368481_969986_4762.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Jason Mraz? C'mon he's already coming to our shores this March. Make way for different acts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If it's Paramore.. damn I wanna go so bad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Even Coldplay pun bleh layan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ooh bring Katy Perry! But there's still the law about her having to cover up though. Will she come or bail out like another artist? Anywho I really wanna see her perform. Maybe she'll get to decide whether she likes it Hot or Cold. (Pun intended!) Malaysia is scorching by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm game for some FOB! Hopefully Pete Wentz will play too for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; obvious reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. HAHA. Bring Ashlee and lil Bronx too if you like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ahh The Ting Tings.. They were awesome in S'pore so there's no reason they shouldn't come, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Can't wait seriously.. Ahh SPM.. I'll just let it take a backseat for awhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ta for now~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-7232019823384577987?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7232019823384577987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunburst-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/7232019823384577987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/7232019823384577987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunburst-2009.html' title='Sunburst 2009!'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-2618828957235124376</id><published>2009-01-13T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T15:19:36.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fuck Friends Maybe..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't get me wrong but friends are supposed to be LOYAL to one another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't bitch about you to my &lt;em&gt;frenemies&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neither should you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Karma's a bitch, don't you know that?&lt;br /&gt;It'll bite you in your face, which &lt;em&gt;in this case it already has. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of, why the hell nk kena limit? We're all Form 5's and we should discuss this as a group. HA HA. Kata tak nak gaduh or what not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nanti kalau yang lain tak agree, still akan gaduh. Oh i LOVE you friends!&lt;br /&gt;You said you didn't wanna include SN or H. I want to help too, and you gave me a &lt;strong&gt;crap&lt;/strong&gt; alasan. You're just treating me the same way as you're treating them, and I've known you since when? &lt;em&gt;Seriously, I love you guys to death.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cakap tak nak gaduh kalau banyak banyak. Out of the ten yang in that list, memang ada yang akan gaduh. Oh by the way, i admire you guys yang sanggup be hypocrites padahal ada yang in that list can't stand each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To others,tak yah la nak kutuk your friends to other people to appear as if you're in their group. In actual fact, &lt;em&gt;they loath you too&lt;/em&gt;. Hurts tak to know that? When you realise that, don't come running la. Since I'm being honest-to-God, I have NEVER said anything bad about you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wait, what the hell did I do to you guys anyways? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Explain sikit boleh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-2618828957235124376?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2618828957235124376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-fuck-friends-maybe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/2618828957235124376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/2618828957235124376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-fuck-friends-maybe.html' title='Happy Fuck Friends Maybe..?'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-8625195883803396758</id><published>2009-01-10T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:35:47.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holly..weird style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Greetings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; people~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; time of the year again.&lt;br /&gt;Decora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ting time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided i.e Nad and I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insisting&lt;/span&gt; we get the Hollywood theme.&lt;br /&gt;Come on.. What's not to like? The beeping "ON AIR" sign, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Film reels&lt;/span&gt; as borders, our name's on stars ala the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hollywood Walk of Fame&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oscars&lt;/span&gt; on the sides, and even using the same font and style for the our class name , 5 Alpha with make believe hills as the backdrop.&lt;br /&gt;Haha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ambitious much&lt;/span&gt;. But no matter, we'll try.&lt;br /&gt;Atleast we have an effort to do it unlike some classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.comingsoon.net/nextraimages/oscars08big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 210px;" src="http://www.comingsoon.net/nextraimages/oscars08big.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to buy stuff pronto!&lt;br /&gt;Glitters, gold, silver pens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO COMPLAINS&lt;/span&gt; okay people. We're gonna be the ones who have the most jobs to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piyshh imagine what would the class be like if its "Psychedelic Hippie" style.. The guys wanted weed and pot.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Like they'll get it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hellloooo kelas kitorang sebelah bilik mesyuarat kowt!&lt;br /&gt;Kalau they have makan makan, it's gonna be at our class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kena cantik cantik&lt;/span&gt;. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops gotta run. Things to buy~&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-8625195883803396758?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8625195883803396758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/hollyweird-style_9184.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/8625195883803396758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/8625195883803396758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/hollyweird-style_9184.html' title='Holly..weird style!'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-8225295753107292921</id><published>2009-01-08T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:40:58.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swooning Glory~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many would swoon over &lt;em&gt;typical&lt;/em&gt; guys who plays the "hero".&lt;br /&gt;Not me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the movie "Twilight" he plays James, the supposedly baddie.&lt;br /&gt;Feast your eyes on Cam Gigandet.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://cam-gigandet.com/photos/albums/photo/normal_marksegal01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://cam-gigandet.com/photos/albums/public/twilight/normal_justjared05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-8225295753107292921?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8225295753107292921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/swooning-glory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/8225295753107292921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/8225295753107292921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/swooning-glory.html' title='Swooning Glory~'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-230273566709234759</id><published>2009-01-08T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:27:38.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Requests and Concerts..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One word people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RIHANNA!&lt;br /&gt;Oh my G! I wanna go soooo badly like shit. Damn Intervention on the 16th of Feb.&lt;br /&gt;Urgghh~&lt;br /&gt;RM198 &amp;amp; RM158 for the free standing one. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Others are numbered seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all Jason Mraz fans, y'all would surely love to see him in action 4th March. Stadium Negara I think. Hurmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One performer I would seriously pleaaaaad to go see :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Justin Timberlake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Come on organisers. Do your magic. Hehehe. Bring &lt;strong&gt;OneRepublic&lt;/strong&gt; too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-230273566709234759?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/230273566709234759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/requests-and-concerts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/230273566709234759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/230273566709234759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/requests-and-concerts.html' title='Requests and Concerts..'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-2106717930642516406</id><published>2009-01-06T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:03:24.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell on Earth..Or Not...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;2nd day of school..&lt;br /&gt;hurmm...&lt;br /&gt;PEMANTAPAN DISIPLIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my G!&lt;br /&gt;Every year we have to endure this. Come on.. Don't y'all get bored?&lt;br /&gt;hurmm.. but the idea of not studying for one whole day is intriguing. (for the past years)&lt;br /&gt;OH but &lt;em&gt;not this year&lt;/em&gt;, babes.&lt;br /&gt;SPM coming up~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH I got tuition with Mr Yu. Amazing teacher, man.&lt;br /&gt;He's like damn funny and teaches really really good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone nk join?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He wants 6, now we have 5. Reason? He's afraid I'll run (change mind) about tuition-ing with him. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, tomorrow the Prefects won't be in class the &lt;strong&gt;WHOLE&lt;/strong&gt; dayyyy. They're the ones that's in charge of the Pemantapan thing. Study la babe. Mr Azhar, give them exemption la. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG kesian gila Khair Benjamin! Kena potong rambut &lt;em&gt;free&lt;/em&gt;. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;"Lawa kowt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm kalau nak cerita abt this dude memang panjang. Eventhough I just got to know him, &lt;em&gt;do NOT judge a guy by his hair&lt;/em&gt;. This guy is actually, &lt;strong&gt;deep&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta thank me, babes. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : You're looking (or read) at the Asst Monitor. Thks for voting guys!&lt;br /&gt;PSS : Azzim, kau better not torture aku..Again! HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166210709868226200-2106717930642516406?l=anne-livemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2106717930642516406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/hell-on-earthor-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/2106717930642516406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166210709868226200/posts/default/2106717930642516406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anne-livemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/hell-on-earthor-not.html' title='Hell on Earth..Or Not...'/><author><name>Raihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12663782407417992916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IsMxYlPEzPg/Si-xU7Y3QMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NMWhPQ-fNH8/S220/megs+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166210709868226200.post-4097144384680503510</id><published>2009-01-04T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T15:41:56.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Stuff, New Friends??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well hello,&lt;br /&gt;This is me blogging for the 2nd (or is it 3rd) time.&lt;br /&gt;New account because I, being the forgetful one, lost the password to the last blog.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's a whole new year up ahead so why not, right?&lt;br /&gt;Currently in the mood for blogging so let the clock tick to count the months I'll maintain this hobby. Hopefully it lasts. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pray hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, tomorrow is whole new chapter for school life. The loves, the hates... the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dramas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Life without one is surely like living in a sewer hole. Alone, dark and.. full of rats?&lt;br /&gt;Haha don't mind me, I'll just let school inspire me to come up with more quirky descriptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I miss Ms Sha Z dgn her quirky hands while she &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stories&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Debs dgn her slap on the table whenever Sha or Amir story-story benda bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Wa dgn wave-wave tangan dia when she got the joke or faham Sha's cerita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amir..God, AMIR! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dirty sial mind kau&lt;/span&gt;! Hahah 4 Alfa 09 will get a super shock because you left a drawing.. ala Leonardo Da Vinci of the Vitruvian Man but this was in 3D version of the bottom half of the man! Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Who else? Ruiz! Senang cerita, he's like the Albert Einstein of the group la. Totally smart. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melee is mine&lt;/span&gt;! (cue evil laugh)&lt;br /&gt;Luqman.. Aku tak miss u! Haha! No laa.. I just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;miss your dancing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Azzim Emir Imran&lt;/span&gt;.. Nama penuh tu. Why? Freak sial mamat ni. Hahaha you'll get your stomachs hurt like hell by laughing so hard if you listen to this guy talk. I still remember you falling on the floor and you acted like you meant to "lie on the floor with that pose". Piyshh. Sure-sure we believe you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Alfa 08 was the bomb I tell you. Despite the people who left for boarding school.. We still made the year great. Although, there were some problems with a newbie. Whatever, girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I wanna wish y'all in TTDI a wonderful year. Woohoo we're seniors, baby!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well, there's still SPM.. It's alright people! Got a feeling for HSM? We're all in this together~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Hopefully ada newbies yg best. 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