<?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-37118184</id><updated>2012-01-26T02:21:37.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can NEVER ask for more</title><subtitle type='html'>let go of the past, then one shall
live life to the fullest. :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-1971445228107313714</id><published>2012-01-26T02:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T02:21:37.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Im back again and again.&lt;br /&gt;Just feel like updating today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been such a great long weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Spent most of my time at home with family.&lt;br /&gt;Its been such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good to be home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 days to solemnization day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im getting so so excited!&lt;br /&gt;Getting so impatient.&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, i always imaginee..&lt;br /&gt;Hows life gonna be after becoming someone's wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never once i stop praying to Him to guide&lt;br /&gt;us the right way and give us His guidance.&lt;br /&gt;May God Willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending out invitation to friends make me realise&lt;br /&gt;that ive left primary, secondary and ite days so many yrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;But im glad there's Facebook that connects friends together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without realising, these are my friends who i used to be close with.&lt;br /&gt;Be it from primary to secondary school days.&lt;br /&gt;Im glad they are excited for my upcoming big day.&lt;br /&gt;And with this invitation, im sure there will be reunions.&lt;br /&gt;Im the very first to get married.&lt;br /&gt;How can they not be excited? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only my dear friends, my family too!&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if its Wedding of the Year. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And my paternal side make me realise hw much they love me&lt;br /&gt;especially my wawa (grandma) and ibu (aunt).&lt;br /&gt;Ibu never fail to call me up to check on preparations.&lt;br /&gt;Wawa is so busy with invitations.&lt;br /&gt;How can they not be busy?&lt;br /&gt;They have been the ones who took care of me&lt;br /&gt;since i was few months old cos mama has to go out to work.&lt;br /&gt;And i am the very first grandaughter to get married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, my dearest family.&lt;br /&gt;They have been the most busy man and women!&lt;br /&gt;I swear i love you people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days to my fitting day.&lt;br /&gt;And then 2 more weeks to go.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh myyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update abt my fitting real soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-483080709156933143</id><published>2012-01-14T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T03:06:00.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant deny this.&lt;br /&gt;My bestest best friend is my very own fiancé.&lt;br /&gt;He is the ONLY one who knows me inside out.&lt;br /&gt;He is the ONLY one who understands me.&lt;br /&gt;He is the ONLY one who never fail to give me support.&lt;br /&gt;He is the ONLY one who will be by my side both&lt;br /&gt;good and bad times.&lt;br /&gt;And definitely...&lt;br /&gt;He is the ONLY one who i wanna spend the&lt;br /&gt;rest of my life with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for the gift that He has given me.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much i could ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;May this love bring us together in Jannah..&lt;br /&gt;Insyallah, aminn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-483080709156933143?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/483080709156933143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=483080709156933143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/483080709156933143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/483080709156933143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-cant-deny-this.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-6974881886465958440</id><published>2012-01-12T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T02:40:15.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hello 2012.&lt;br /&gt;(i know im late)&lt;br /&gt;Ok, im finally back here after months.&lt;br /&gt;The last time i blogged got saved in drafts&lt;br /&gt;and somehow i don't feel like posting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am, back again blogging and updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to talk about 2011.&lt;br /&gt;It was just another year full of&lt;br /&gt;sweet and bitter memories.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;That makes me stronger today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, finally 2012 is here.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like time is chasing after us now.&lt;br /&gt;There is no way for you to turn it all back.&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate every second and live life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, exactly a month to go will be my big day.&lt;br /&gt;29 days to my solemnization.&lt;br /&gt;Preparation was definitely crazy but thank God&lt;br /&gt;we worked things out together.&lt;br /&gt;And thank God, 90% are done for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't expect wedding to be expensive.&lt;br /&gt;But im sure it's worth a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;May God willing, till death do us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear im the happiest girl.&lt;br /&gt;I found the right man in life.&lt;br /&gt;The qualities in him definitely makes a perfect husband.&lt;br /&gt;He will be the man who will guide me in life.&lt;br /&gt;Not just me, but our kids too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to explain this feelings.&lt;br /&gt;But i know, i cant live without him.&lt;br /&gt;And im crazy in love till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never once i ever thought that i will be&lt;br /&gt;really getting married at this age.&lt;br /&gt;Too young? Nahh, but if you are stable enough,&lt;br /&gt;it's time to get hitched! But be sure to know he/she&lt;br /&gt;is the right one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, ive done so much mistakes in life.&lt;br /&gt;And karma has already taught me lessons.&lt;br /&gt;So here i am, a changed girl, leading a simple life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deepest apologies to all those that ive hurt before.&lt;br /&gt;Especially to the guys that ive cheated on.&lt;br /&gt;I know im such a bad girl but we were too young.&lt;br /&gt;I know afew school friends who gonna bitch about me&lt;br /&gt;getting married first.&lt;br /&gt;But believe it or not, im matured now.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike those who loves bitching and&lt;br /&gt;being such attention seekers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest family has been very supporting.&lt;br /&gt;And getting busy with all such of preparations.&lt;br /&gt;Siblings busy with their countdowns.&lt;br /&gt;Parents busy searching for stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;But i know, it will never be easy&lt;br /&gt;for them to let me go.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when siblings cant stop asking me&lt;br /&gt;where i will be staying after getting married,&lt;br /&gt;when mama keeps asking me to just live with her.&lt;br /&gt;Papa might not say a thing, but i know he wants the best.&lt;br /&gt;Its time for them to let this man take care of me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the day is getting nearer, wedding jitters are all over.&lt;br /&gt;Pre-marrital blues? Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i always pray that things will go smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;May God willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, lets have a rest!&lt;br /&gt;Another long day ahead later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise i will update again when&lt;br /&gt;The Day is getting nearer.&lt;br /&gt;Please pray the best for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-6974881886465958440?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6974881886465958440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=6974881886465958440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/6974881886465958440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/6974881886465958440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-2012.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-4705822511774971607</id><published>2011-10-07T05:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T05:29:13.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hello October!&lt;br /&gt;Time is passing by too fast.&lt;br /&gt;It's October already.&lt;br /&gt;Two more months to 2012.&lt;br /&gt;And four more months to the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish at times we could turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;But at times, i dont wish to.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the past makes us stronger today.&lt;br /&gt;We learned through mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a happier and stronger WOMAN now.&lt;br /&gt;Woman sounds old.&lt;br /&gt;But it makes me feel matured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation has been tough.&lt;br /&gt;But quite smooth.&lt;br /&gt;Deco for our big day has been selected.&lt;br /&gt;It shall be a secret for now.&lt;br /&gt;I believe the colors would be grand enough. ;)&lt;br /&gt;So right now, im left with pre-marriage course,&lt;br /&gt;door gifts selection, booking of venue, invitation&lt;br /&gt;cards and lastly, fitting.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich is to wait patiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, crucial time to get myself slim down!&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me the fastest and cheapest way&lt;br /&gt;besides running. Any recommendation for pills?&lt;br /&gt;Im desperate. Really.&lt;br /&gt;But beloved mama and sister disapproved of that.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just drop the idea of taking pills and&lt;br /&gt;continue running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't wanna look great in their wedding dress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing that i need to prepare myself for.&lt;br /&gt;Emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows how emotional i can get everytime.&lt;br /&gt;I can cry even when watching sad dramas on TV.&lt;br /&gt;I can have teary eyes attending to people's weddings.&lt;br /&gt;I get emotional easily.&lt;br /&gt;I need to really control these emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Im just afraid that i cant stop&lt;br /&gt;shedding tears on my big day&lt;br /&gt;and spoil my make up.&lt;br /&gt;My bridesmaids and make up artist&lt;br /&gt;better standby boxes of tissue!&lt;br /&gt;For the mean time, il try look up in the net&lt;br /&gt;on how to control one's emotions on big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok its already going 5.30am now.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just force myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Have to wake up for work later.&lt;br /&gt;Endless paperwork!!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is,&lt;br /&gt;TGIF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll come back for more entries! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-4705822511774971607?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4705822511774971607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=4705822511774971607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/4705822511774971607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/4705822511774971607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/10/hello-october-time-is-passing-by-too.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-4815886947685328326</id><published>2011-08-08T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T15:52:59.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tadahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan is here again. Today is already the 8th.&lt;br /&gt;How fast time flies.&lt;br /&gt;May Ramadhan this year be more meaningful for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to cleanse and purify oneself and do good deeds.&lt;br /&gt;Time to get closer to God above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga setiap amalan diterima olehNya. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last updated was early July.&lt;br /&gt;Im back here again to update on fantastic July!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it was Mr Fiancé's successful birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Had a hard time planning for it all.&lt;br /&gt;It's never easy to plan for a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;And all along, I've never succeed in suprising him.&lt;br /&gt;Its been years already.&lt;br /&gt;And this year, I told him we both shall plan for something&lt;br /&gt;which is memorable for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of planning something simple for him.&lt;br /&gt;Futhermore, it's our last celebration before we are tied down&lt;br /&gt;with married life.&lt;br /&gt;So i started ordering stuffs online for him.&lt;br /&gt;And without me realising, items will not be delivered before his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as normal, i started panicking.&lt;br /&gt;And after some help, ive got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last minute chalet at Goldkist Chalet at East Coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much help for others, i managed to buy those last minute&lt;br /&gt;stuffs from Mustafa Center the night before.&lt;br /&gt;Went rushing here and there for presents and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;And Thank God, ive got a few to help me out with&lt;br /&gt;transporting and preparing it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Fiancé was working morning shift on that day.&lt;br /&gt;Fake plan was to go and have a mini celebration for the two&lt;br /&gt;of us at East Coast Lagoon.&lt;br /&gt;So many heads were working on how to surprise him.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard, i can say.&lt;br /&gt;Cos he's an alert man. He is so alert that the plan can just go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, with much help, i brought him to the carpark chalet.&lt;br /&gt;And thats where, he got sabotaged with eggs and flour.&lt;br /&gt;Wuhooo! Finally, i made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A last minute simple chalet.&lt;br /&gt;But most surprising for him is the presents.&lt;br /&gt;Cos all his presents are yellow.&lt;br /&gt;His favourite color.&lt;br /&gt;His Swensens ice cream cake is yellow too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there goes his last singlehood birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, my 22nd birthday celebration!&lt;br /&gt;Now this is the exciting part that i wanna share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days before my birthday, i so called got to know the gift.&lt;br /&gt;Gucci tote bag.&lt;br /&gt;And he made me believe that there's no surprise this year&lt;br /&gt;and the gift is that Gucci tote.&lt;br /&gt;He played me out all along.&lt;br /&gt;Which i didnt even notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these years, his surprise always work.&lt;br /&gt;So i tell myself, this year no surprise cos ive spoilt it all.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;Just another year older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he made plans to go Carousel the day before my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dressed up soo lady-like, with my long dress.&lt;br /&gt;And packed my things ready for the day.&lt;br /&gt;He came to my place with his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as i wanna open the car door, i tried to roll my eyes at the&lt;br /&gt;back seat. Who knows I can find my Gucci tote. But its not there.&lt;br /&gt;Next, i found a bouquet of red roses on my chair just as i open the door.&lt;br /&gt;22 stalks of red roses to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;How romantic can he be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahhh! You make me blush baby.&lt;br /&gt;Its been soo long since i received flowers.&lt;br /&gt;Last was just a stalk of red rose on Valentine's day years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to Carousel to have our high tea buffet.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much there but overall was great.&lt;br /&gt;Food was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich we head down to Far East, since its just opposite.&lt;br /&gt;Window-shopping every level.&lt;br /&gt;Fickle minded stop me from spending money.&lt;br /&gt;The motive of going there was to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when time is up, he asked me if im ready for the next surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i thought since i know the present earlier,&lt;br /&gt;it must be some other surprise that he has planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to have that Gucci tote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next, he drove to Paya Lebar pump station.&lt;br /&gt;And he took out this cute pink blindfold which he asked me to wear la.&lt;br /&gt;So, trying to be sporting, i do what he says.&lt;br /&gt;Though many times, i laughed and keep asking where.&lt;br /&gt;Eyes got blindfolded, ears got blast with loud music.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out where he is heading to, i lost my way&lt;br /&gt;and so i couldnt even guess where am i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching this unknown place, he guided me the way.&lt;br /&gt;He asked me to hold the bouquet of roses and just follow the instruction.&lt;br /&gt;I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came to a point, where i could feel the strong aircon and strong nice smell.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to figure it out, but still, its unknown to me.&lt;br /&gt;And when my iphone stops its song before playing another,&lt;br /&gt;i heard, "Welcome to Singapore Zoo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?! Zoo?&lt;br /&gt;I dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;With his hand holding mine and making me turned here and there,&lt;br /&gt;finally he asked me to sit.&lt;br /&gt;Heart was pumping real fast.&lt;br /&gt;Im still clueless where am i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next moment, he switch off the music and asked me to take out the blindfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tadahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy 22nd Birthday Susila"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the first thing i saw over the city view when i open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and next the reflection of my dear friends behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As normal, being an emotional girl, i shed tears.&lt;br /&gt;Tears of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration at Marina Bay Sands.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presents and games and speech.&lt;br /&gt;Petals of roses everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Endless wishes.&lt;br /&gt;All make me wanna cry so bad.&lt;br /&gt;I just cant stop smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, its not over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single one seems to be rushing home.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody seems wanna stay over.&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone went home, Mr Fiancé got everything prepared.&lt;br /&gt;He placed soft drinks on the small table infront of the&lt;br /&gt;bathtub filled with bubble foams. So we had our own time, chit-chatting and&lt;br /&gt;laughing away. Little did i know, the surprise doesnt end there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shower and as i was preparing myself for a goodnight sleep,&lt;br /&gt;i saw another wrapped gift on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;Wahh! I love surprise.&lt;br /&gt;I unwrapped and tore it all, but only to see a fake longchamp.&lt;br /&gt;So being the normal me, i asked, "Isnt this fake?"&lt;br /&gt;So he asked me back, "You want an orginal one instead?"&lt;br /&gt;The moment he popped that Q, he showed me Longchamp original paperbag.&lt;br /&gt;Next, he took out another original giftbox from the pillow where he hid it&lt;br /&gt;and passed to me.&lt;br /&gt;Unwrapped it, and tadahhh! Longchamp tote which ive been eye-ing!&lt;br /&gt;Of course i cant stop smiling.&lt;br /&gt;He knows it well that i love surprises.&lt;br /&gt;Every single thing was just awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all along, he made me believe that there was Gucci.&lt;br /&gt;When there isnt any in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;I thought he didnt make it this time to make a good surprise.&lt;br /&gt;But in fact, he made the best surprise ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, its a memorable one.&lt;br /&gt;The last singlehood birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-4815886947685328326?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4815886947685328326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=4815886947685328326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/4815886947685328326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/4815886947685328326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/08/tadahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-987900480287613747</id><published>2011-07-05T06:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T14:56:13.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;It's been soo long. I know it has been such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like Blogging today, after almost 8months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things happened.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, 2010 has been a good year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 started off well enough.&lt;br /&gt;But months and months that have passed,&lt;br /&gt;its been quite a challenging one.&lt;br /&gt;I believe there's more to come.&lt;br /&gt;May I've got all the strength to go through it all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ups and downs are normal in life.&lt;br /&gt;I dont deny it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early of the year, travelled up to Hatyai with&lt;br /&gt;Mr Fiancé and his Hayabusa.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, it was a safe and smooth journey for us.&lt;br /&gt;Experienced all those hectic and lethargic hours&lt;br /&gt;on the road for almost 12hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Above all that, we managed and succeed! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savings have been prompt each month.&lt;br /&gt;Strict savings, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;It's for our upcoming big day next year.&lt;br /&gt;May God Willing.&lt;br /&gt;It's less than a year away. I'm excited and impatient but&lt;br /&gt;at the same time, I'm nervous and terrified.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just pray that it will be a smooth and successful event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After quite a number of BTO applications, we finally secured&lt;br /&gt;a place in Punggol. It will only be ready in about 3 years time.&lt;br /&gt;By then, hopefully we will be able to settle down in our own place&lt;br /&gt;we shall call HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 16, Mr Fiancé got into a serious bike accident with his&lt;br /&gt;Hayabusa and suffered serious injuries incl his broken right kneecap.&lt;br /&gt;Things weren't easy for us but Alhamdulilahh he's recovering well and fast.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that he got the strong will, I'm sure he will be recovering fully soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship has been good so far.&lt;br /&gt;Arguments occur here and there but I hope it makes&lt;br /&gt;us stronger and not fall into something else.&lt;br /&gt;May He gives us all the strength and patiece to go thru it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than a month, it will be Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;How time flies.&lt;br /&gt;But I hope it will be a more meaningful one for us cos&lt;br /&gt;this is my last year being single before getting hitched.&lt;br /&gt;Last single birthday, last single countdown and last single Raya of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont expext celebrations for it all.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna make it a memorable and meaningful one&lt;br /&gt;before I've got tied down. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got few months left to go for marriage preparation course,&lt;br /&gt;to decide on my wedding theme and venue&lt;br /&gt;but roughly I've got an idea.&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to search for unique wedding door gifts.&lt;br /&gt;Bridal make up artist and costumes&lt;br /&gt;and catering are all set way earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insyaallah, I've got that ample time to sort it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, its nearly 7am and all i need to do now is to force myself to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Working at 9am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easier said, life is not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much love,&lt;br /&gt;Susila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-987900480287613747?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/987900480287613747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=987900480287613747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/987900480287613747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/987900480287613747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-been-soo-long.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-8883489106152778292</id><published>2010-11-22T18:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T18:57:39.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm finally back here.&lt;br /&gt;After months. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 21st is a special day that i will always remember.&lt;br /&gt;Not those bombastic celebration that ive got.&lt;br /&gt;But its baby's grandpa's death anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;My birthdate is grandpa's death date.&lt;br /&gt;The day that i will always remember, the day that im reminded not&lt;br /&gt;to be too happy about being a year older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atok, you will always be in my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;The day when i visited you, i whispered to you.&lt;br /&gt;"If only you are here, i would have talked to you in person.&lt;br /&gt;I've never got the chance to. And here i am, whispering prayers to&lt;br /&gt;you on your graveyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Insyaallah ditempatkan di dalam golongan orang2 yang beriman. Al-fatehah.&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ive changed bikes twice within 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;After i got my 2A license, i rode baby's superb bike, Super 4 Spec III.&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed a great ride, a ride that i have always love.&lt;br /&gt;But ive changed to Suzuki Drz after 2months.&lt;br /&gt;But ended up not satisfied with it. Ive no choice but continue riding.&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt that bad after all, only speed that concerns me. (:&lt;br /&gt;No worries, once i doll you up nicely, eyes will be on you Baby Zee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started cooking! Well, still learning. And soon, i will be ready to cook for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Especially for husband-to-be. Eeeeyeeeww. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, saving for marriage isnt as easy as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;You get so stress up everytime when you need to put aside that big amount monthly.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how people get married without forking out those big amount.&lt;br /&gt;Put aside, those who are forced to get married.&lt;br /&gt;How i wish ive got the money!&lt;br /&gt;We have yet to come out with the wedding theme.&lt;br /&gt;I would love to have a white wedding, but i would also love to have a shocking pink and black.&lt;br /&gt;Wait till ive decided on this.&lt;br /&gt;For now, lets just focus on the saving.&lt;br /&gt;And yes! We have applied a BTO scheme.&lt;br /&gt;Results not out yet. Hopefully we are one of those who got successful application.&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind staying with his parents for the time being. But i would love to have my own place&lt;br /&gt;that i will call home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been doin great soo far.&lt;br /&gt;Work has been alot busier this month till year end.&lt;br /&gt;May bonus this year be good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please wake me up when December ends.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i need a great getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know when i will be back here again.&lt;br /&gt;But i try to update real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-8883489106152778292?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8883489106152778292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=8883489106152778292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8883489106152778292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8883489106152778292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-finally-back-here.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-8909888197330677091</id><published>2010-06-21T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T15:57:15.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Susila Ahmad grows up with canings, punishments and curfews. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But not once i regret it cos thats what makes me today. I love you papa! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day to all fathers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa used to be a very strict father.&lt;br /&gt;especially when it comes to discpline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a simple careless mistake can make me stay up&lt;br /&gt;even till wee hours, till i get it all right especially my maths.&lt;br /&gt;i remembered how he placed the cane and his belt right next to him,&lt;br /&gt;when going through my homework with me.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting, the day he beat me up so badly just because&lt;br /&gt;i brought home a friend's cute pencil.&lt;br /&gt;and when i didnt come home on time, he locked me out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;and when my handphone bills got increased, he reduced my school pocket money&lt;br /&gt;and also terminated my line.&lt;br /&gt;and when my marks got a point away from his expectations,&lt;br /&gt;he made a big fuss out of it.&lt;br /&gt;and when i wanted to buy those barbie dolls or toys,&lt;br /&gt;i need to show him my superb results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being controlled.&lt;br /&gt;i hate not being able to go out with friends till late.&lt;br /&gt;i hate not being able to watch tv after certain timing.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to stay up late and hear all his scoldings.&lt;br /&gt;i hate being caned.&lt;br /&gt;i hate every rule he set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, im glad.&lt;br /&gt;im glad that he taught me that way.&lt;br /&gt;im glad that he was strict in disciplining me.&lt;br /&gt;im glad that he set high expectations for every subject that i take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not even once i regret it.&lt;br /&gt;cos of all that, i am here i am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i known ive not been telling you this,&lt;br /&gt;but i truly love you papa. ♥&lt;br /&gt;and of cos, mama too! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga dipanjangkan umur dan dimurahkan rezki. Amin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485132513485663410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/TB8a9aRCLLI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1ELIOIOu2n8/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-8909888197330677091?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8909888197330677091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-422584288842413108</id><published>2010-06-11T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T12:37:03.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first of all, thanks loved ones especially beloved family&lt;br /&gt;for making 5th June 2010 a successful one.&lt;br /&gt;i truly appreciate all those helping hands.&lt;br /&gt;the preparation, the planning,&lt;br /&gt;the clearing of room, the fantastic cooking, the arragement of gifts,&lt;br /&gt;the beatiful backdrop in the bedroom, the gorgeous make up,&lt;br /&gt;the pretty outfit, the beautiful shots, the wonderful loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;everything makes it a successful event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two year contact.&lt;br /&gt;it might be long, but im pretty sure the day will be here&lt;br /&gt;without us realising.&lt;br /&gt;to save money has never been easy.&lt;br /&gt;to commit in a marriage has never been easy too.&lt;br /&gt;may the upcoming courses bring us closer and understand each other better.&lt;br /&gt;more ups and downs. may we take it all as a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;cos He never test us beyond our wills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank you Allah for everything.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the smooth ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;engagement is a step ahead.&lt;br /&gt;a step ahead towards marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may God willing.&lt;br /&gt;two years down the road, you will see us holding hand to hand&lt;br /&gt;walking down the aisle wearing gorgeous outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and years to come, you shall see our juniors.&lt;br /&gt;may we be granted health and longer years to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about all this is making me so impatient.&lt;br /&gt;im getting more and more excited.&lt;br /&gt;im getting anxious myself.&lt;br /&gt;if only there's a fast forward button, i would have already&lt;br /&gt;press it and get it all started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its double happiness now.&lt;br /&gt;engagement is a successful one.&lt;br /&gt;came another big day shortly after, which i never&lt;br /&gt;expected it to have been here so fast.&lt;br /&gt;it did and its over.&lt;br /&gt;thank you CDC for leading the way in riding bigger bike.&lt;br /&gt;ive successfully completed the course.&lt;br /&gt;im awared Class 2a license.&lt;br /&gt;all im left now is Class 3 and then i shall put&lt;br /&gt;it to a stop for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you honeyy for all those things that you have done.&lt;br /&gt;its you who showed me the way back to school and im happy&lt;br /&gt;enough to say that im a higher nitec graduate.&lt;br /&gt;although its the lowest qualification but at least i&lt;br /&gt;made it through.&lt;br /&gt;its you who pushed me through learning on how to ride a bike.&lt;br /&gt;from not knowing how to ride, now im already able&lt;br /&gt;to ride a 400cc bike.&lt;br /&gt;its you who made me who i am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never fail to support me in everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;you never fail to pick me up when i fall.&lt;br /&gt;you never fail to put a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;you never fail to comfort my tears.&lt;br /&gt;you never fail to wipe away my tears.&lt;br /&gt;you never dail to keep winning my heart.&lt;br /&gt;not even once, you have failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one knows how much we have went through,&lt;br /&gt;both ups and downs, both sweet and sour.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, we stood by each other.&lt;br /&gt;we forgive and we forget.&lt;br /&gt;even to the biggest mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;mistakes are meant to be learnt and not repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for the change in you.&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for the better you now.&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you more than words could ever say.&lt;br /&gt;im proud to say ive no regrets in knowing you.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe myself that we are making it till this far.&lt;br /&gt;its a step ahead.&lt;br /&gt;a step ahead in starting a family with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of my loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys more and more each day,&lt;br /&gt;im happy enough to know that our friendship means alot&lt;br /&gt;to one another.&lt;br /&gt;just a simple gesture made us what we are now.&lt;br /&gt;3 years and still counting.&lt;br /&gt;lets treasure this friendship that we are having.&lt;br /&gt;its normal to have misunderstandings and lil fights.&lt;br /&gt;but too many of it cause harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i truly hope if there is any of you who are unhappy&lt;br /&gt;with certain things or people, just be open to talk to them&lt;br /&gt;directly and bring it all up. keeping to yourself hurts.&lt;br /&gt;its better to let it known to the other party and settle&lt;br /&gt;it among yourselves and not involve others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some tips to maintain this beautiful friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have known each other for too long that along the way&lt;br /&gt;we learnt each others' behaviour, attitude, strong and&lt;br /&gt;weak points. dont take it as an advantage to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;but take it as a tactic to tackle every situation. it helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;years have passed.&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate and treasure this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;we have grown up together.&lt;br /&gt;previously, most of us are still schooling.&lt;br /&gt;all we did were chilling till late night almost everyday,&lt;br /&gt;outings everywhere every night.&lt;br /&gt;we were playful back then.&lt;br /&gt;now all of us are leading a better future.&lt;br /&gt;all tied with work.&lt;br /&gt;now that everyone has different working shifts,&lt;br /&gt;its never easy to meet up as one whole group.&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, our friendship still stand strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe in years to come,&lt;br /&gt;all of us will already be settling down&lt;br /&gt;and have family on our own.&lt;br /&gt;but i would still love to see all of us still hanging&lt;br /&gt;around like what we are doing now.&lt;br /&gt;maybe there would be more family activities.&lt;br /&gt;our juniors will befriends with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im picturing it too far now.&lt;br /&gt;but im sure its gonna be fun~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets keep this friendship going and may it lasts.&lt;br /&gt;insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys alot and i cant afford to lose any of you.&lt;br /&gt;in any point of time that ive done any mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;be it words or actions, please forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;i maybe harsh, i maybe rough.&lt;br /&gt;whatever i do, i care. &lt;3&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/37118184-422584288842413108?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-3605643626099166406</id><published>2010-05-08T00:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T19:09:44.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know ive been missing for months.&lt;br /&gt;ive been real busy with work and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;with too many things that happened recently.&lt;br /&gt;ive just got no time to update this at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if this gonna be a long entry.&lt;br /&gt;but bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;il keep it short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 has really been a good year.&lt;br /&gt;but on top of those good start, i lost a few friends.&lt;br /&gt;God loves them more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Road traffic accident caused them death.&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace my dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al Fatehah to Md Firdaus Bin Md Akhbar (10th Dec '87 - 2nd jan '10)&lt;br /&gt;Al Fatehah to Nur Adilah Bte Md Adnan Tobing (23rd Feb '90-23rd Feb '10)&lt;br /&gt;Al Fatehah to Abdul Shafaat (7th May '88 - 7th Apr '10)&lt;br /&gt;Al Fatehah to Suhaimi Bin Saad (25th Apr '10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been really really busy nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like its been so long since i last pampered myself.&lt;br /&gt;ive been pampering my family as well as loved ones nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;for no particular reason.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i just feel happy doing all those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i last updated this blog of mine,&lt;br /&gt;many many things happened.&lt;br /&gt;let me just cut it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby's training in hta is over.&lt;br /&gt;he was first posted to star team, where he didnt make it.&lt;br /&gt;so he landed himself in Golf Division, Marine Parade NPC.&lt;br /&gt;its a good thing that he's near to me.&lt;br /&gt;he said, its for the future as well.&lt;br /&gt;cos one fine day when we are married, it will be much easier&lt;br /&gt;for him to fetch me from my parent's place.&lt;br /&gt;im glad and i didnt even expect him to say that.&lt;br /&gt;he passed his class 2 TP on the first attempt.&lt;br /&gt;and insyallah, he will be having bigger bike.&lt;br /&gt;riding bikes, especially big bike is his passion.&lt;br /&gt;as long as he is happy with it, im always fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for myself, ive decided to stay put in this job.&lt;br /&gt;i dont deny i love my job. its just that at times,&lt;br /&gt;im becoming more crazier with all those endless paperwork.&lt;br /&gt;and ive completed all my lessons for Class 2A. and im waiting&lt;br /&gt;patiently for my upcoming TP. i really cant wait for that cos&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to ride big bike!&lt;br /&gt;pretty ladies on big bikes look gorgeous! im loving it!&lt;br /&gt;and insyallah my dream will come true one fine day.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much about myself actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and soon, its our engagement.&lt;br /&gt;im not really that excited.&lt;br /&gt;but its the people around me that makes me soo excited.&lt;br /&gt;with loved ones (esp irritating sister) counting down for me.&lt;br /&gt;with my mom keep asking me to be prepared as early as possible.&lt;br /&gt;with all those wall posts on my FB.&lt;br /&gt;with all of them talking about my big day.&lt;br /&gt;it just excites me more and more each day.&lt;br /&gt;im getting nervous myself.&lt;br /&gt;im all prepared, just waiting for the day.&lt;br /&gt;insyallah, things will go smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this coming july will be a trip to bali with loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;too bad, honeyy need to cancel his flight as he cant&lt;br /&gt;apply any leave during his probation. things wouldnt be the same&lt;br /&gt;without him around. but im pretty sure, he wants me to enjoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon after that will be my 21st.&lt;br /&gt;can i have a suprise party please?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why people are getting so excited when it comes to 21st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;isnt it the same old thing? you are just getting another year older.&lt;br /&gt;i dont expect much for my 21st.&lt;br /&gt;just a simple celebration will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many dates this year that im looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;may 2010 continue to be a good, great year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my loved ones who ride,&lt;br /&gt;please please please ride safely.&lt;br /&gt;i know no matter how safe we ride,&lt;br /&gt;if accidents were to happen, it will.&lt;br /&gt;but at least we did ride safely. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to honeyy,&lt;br /&gt;im glad you love and enjoy your job.&lt;br /&gt;it will be the same for another 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;i will always give you my support mr policeman!&lt;br /&gt;always think postive and look on the bright side of life.&lt;br /&gt;we meet up real soon ok?&lt;br /&gt;enjoy yourself at work.&lt;br /&gt;take care and ride safely. love you.&lt;br /&gt;ps. i just cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/37118184-3605643626099166406?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3605643626099166406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=3605643626099166406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/3605643626099166406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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solution.&lt;br /&gt;running away from problems is running into it.&lt;br /&gt;and in the end, you will feel bad yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you have a problem, try looking out for someone&lt;br /&gt;who can be there to lend you his/her ears.&lt;br /&gt;and if you really feel like no one can be there,&lt;br /&gt;go out on your own to a relaxing place and cool yourself down.&lt;br /&gt;be on your own, cry as much as you can and MAYBE&lt;br /&gt;just scream as loud as you want.&lt;br /&gt;but try not to do that in crowded places,&lt;br /&gt;cos ended up you have all eyes over you.&lt;br /&gt;unless if you dont mind.&lt;br /&gt;somehow it will make you feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, this is just a random one. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now about myself.&lt;br /&gt;the start has been a great one for me.&lt;br /&gt;superb~&lt;br /&gt;im sure more pretty and good things gonna come.&lt;br /&gt;its just a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking things openly with my parents went so smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;very supportive and very understanding.&lt;br /&gt;i love~&lt;br /&gt;i cant elaborate more for now.&lt;br /&gt;just wait for the news ok.&lt;br /&gt;it wont be so shocking afterall. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has always been tiring.&lt;br /&gt;piles of piles of work on my desk is hard to get rid of.&lt;br /&gt;its never easy coping everything on my own.&lt;br /&gt;but ive got no other choice.&lt;br /&gt;for now, i think i will just stay put in this line.&lt;br /&gt;i really need to save money badly for now.&lt;br /&gt;maybe one fine day when i get a better offer,&lt;br /&gt;i will take my leave.&lt;br /&gt;but for now, i will just have to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;your training will come to an end soon.&lt;br /&gt;after that, it will be a reality one.&lt;br /&gt;i wish you good luck and all the best.&lt;br /&gt;im sure you will make it through!&lt;br /&gt;you will always have my support.&lt;br /&gt;and ive been missing you so badly.&lt;br /&gt;see you real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;im missing every single one of you too.&lt;br /&gt;lets plan for an outing or meetup soon ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now,&lt;br /&gt;good night everyone~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-8580008254246635164?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8580008254246635164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=8580008254246635164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8580008254246635164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8580008254246635164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/committing-suicide-is-not-way-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-4145708038906962274</id><published>2010-01-06T22:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:53:08.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/S0SjwBzd1PI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mRNEZC3Uc34/s1600-h/DSC01981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423639896774268146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im kinda tired to keep answering&lt;br /&gt;people's questions on whether i've cut&lt;br /&gt;my hair short and why i did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, let me say this.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully for the last time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i've cut my hair short.&lt;br /&gt;And its because i wanna put&lt;br /&gt;aside all those 2009 badluck.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like blogging today.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;just a short and simple one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may 2010 be a better year for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;ive uploaded all those pics in my multiply.&lt;br /&gt;so feel free to steal and tag and whatsoever ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to babylove,&lt;br /&gt;im soo missing you badly.&lt;br /&gt;faster come back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-4145708038906962274?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4145708038906962274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=4145708038906962274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/4145708038906962274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/4145708038906962274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-kinda-tired-to-keep-answering.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/S0SjwBzd1PI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mRNEZC3Uc34/s72-c/DSC01981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-3966956547420214839</id><published>2010-01-02T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:09:17.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our condolences to the family of&lt;br /&gt;Firdaus Mohd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-Fatehah to you, our dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;May You Rest in Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be remembered in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;We'll be missing you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-2345732459683510643</id><published>2010-01-02T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T18:57:19.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thank You 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Hello 2010~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is the sum of experiences that we encounter as we go through life.&lt;br /&gt;Day to day to struggles and triumphs are experienced&lt;br /&gt;by all of the world's creatures.&lt;br /&gt;As human beings, when we encounter a challenge,&lt;br /&gt;we have freedom to choose how to react.&lt;br /&gt;Every decision that we make leads us down another road.&lt;br /&gt;We will never come to exactly the same crossroads.&lt;br /&gt;Every decision the we make has significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year is a time to celebrate new beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;It is time to celebrate having a clean slate.&lt;br /&gt;Anything is possible because the past doesn't even matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;A new year, a new resolution.&lt;br /&gt;Put the past behind, learn from those mistakes&lt;br /&gt;and have a good and great future ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year. New beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;i had a superb haircut that is loved by him.&lt;br /&gt;a short haircut.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i did it.&lt;br /&gt;and im missing my super long hair badly now.&lt;br /&gt;had a new phone too.&lt;br /&gt;gave mine to my dad and he gave his to my sis&lt;br /&gt;while i got myself a new normal phone, Nokia E66.&lt;br /&gt;ive also got him a new watch that he wanted badly.&lt;br /&gt;a watch that gonna bring him to the next moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just a start of the year.&lt;br /&gt;very soon, more good things will come.&lt;br /&gt;and when that happens, more responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;one has to bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah Show us the Right Path.&lt;br /&gt;Amin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have A Great Future Ahead..&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year Lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-9127020069017144644</id><published>2009-11-20T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T15:20:29.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its been such a long time&lt;br /&gt;since i last updated this blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been enjoying life too much&lt;br /&gt;with loved ones that ive forgotten to&lt;br /&gt;write it all down in this diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, life has been great&lt;br /&gt;and doing better for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a lil update.&lt;br /&gt;if i were to put it all in words,&lt;br /&gt;this entry will be super long. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days after days,&lt;br /&gt;plans after plans.&lt;br /&gt;without us realising it,&lt;br /&gt;the day will be here soon.&lt;br /&gt;yes, im excited but at the&lt;br /&gt;same time, im afraid.&lt;br /&gt;afraid that i cant handle it&lt;br /&gt;all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;its a relieved to tell mom slowly about it.&lt;br /&gt;i know i havent been giving her enough lately.&lt;br /&gt;but trust me, i will take care&lt;br /&gt;of you till end of days.&lt;br /&gt;i promise you that mom..&lt;br /&gt;the other day, sister asked if im really&lt;br /&gt;getting married and expressed her feelings.&lt;br /&gt;she said, "We are sad cos we will be&lt;br /&gt;losing a family member.."&lt;br /&gt;and right after that, my lil baby brother&lt;br /&gt;just turned to me with his sad face.&lt;br /&gt;then i sat at a corner, holding&lt;br /&gt;on strongly to my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are not losing a family member,&lt;br /&gt;in fact its an addition. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know ive not done much at home,&lt;br /&gt;i know i have not been a good sister&lt;br /&gt;to my younger siblings and have not been&lt;br /&gt;a good daughter to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;i am trying my best to change myself&lt;br /&gt;to be a better person just before i&lt;br /&gt;commit myself into greater responsiblities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, if i were to move out,&lt;br /&gt;i will never forget where i come from&lt;br /&gt;and who my loved ones are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough of that&lt;br /&gt;before i started shedding tears.&lt;br /&gt;emotionally unstable. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has been fine but tiring.&lt;br /&gt;very soon i gotta take over my collegue&lt;br /&gt;while she is away, studying and preparing&lt;br /&gt;for her examninations.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how am i going to face all those&lt;br /&gt;stress and work load.&lt;br /&gt;may force be with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, exactly at tewelve&lt;br /&gt;right after antm, i went down to my babyboy.&lt;br /&gt;smiling away and feeling proud myself.&lt;br /&gt;i remembered clearly how it all started.&lt;br /&gt;i had it enrolled on my 18th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;and started having those practicals.&lt;br /&gt;for every practical, i had to repeat a few&lt;br /&gt;times. some even up to five or six times.&lt;br /&gt;many times i gave up, not wanting to&lt;br /&gt;continue it all.&lt;br /&gt;how i remembered Honeyy was always there&lt;br /&gt;for me through it all.&lt;br /&gt;he stood by me and never fail to keep&lt;br /&gt;giving me support.&lt;br /&gt;and here i am today, riding without the P plate&lt;br /&gt;because of you and your support.&lt;br /&gt;without your support, i dont think&lt;br /&gt;i am riding till today.&lt;br /&gt;i know a few times u nearly give up on me,&lt;br /&gt;but you keep pushing me through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby.&lt;br /&gt;i really do..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for your support all&lt;br /&gt;this while.&lt;br /&gt;you pushed me through every&lt;br /&gt;single thing.&lt;br /&gt;without you, im not gonna be&lt;br /&gt;a lady rider.&lt;br /&gt;without you, i wont be holding&lt;br /&gt;on to my higher nitec certificate.&lt;br /&gt;without you, i wont be serious here&lt;br /&gt;working full time.&lt;br /&gt;without you, i wont gonna know&lt;br /&gt;how to be strong in facing this life.&lt;br /&gt;without you, i wont know how&lt;br /&gt;to control my stupid temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and without you, im lost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you more than words could ever say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no other days that i look forward to&lt;br /&gt;except fridays.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to spend precious&lt;br /&gt;weekends with you~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-9127020069017144644?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9127020069017144644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;firstly,&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir dan Batin&lt;br /&gt;to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SsyIY3yaYkI/AAAAAAAAAJM/v64NqqTRVhA/s1600-h/DSC03028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389832814929273410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SsyIY3yaYkI/AAAAAAAAAJM/v64NqqTRVhA/s200/DSC03028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SsyKPAHepxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Q-oiKF0zHRQ/s1600-h/DSC03039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389834844389680914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SsyKPAHepxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Q-oiKF0zHRQ/s200/DSC03039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finally im here to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;been too busy and too lazy lately.&lt;br /&gt;hari raya is slacking.&lt;br /&gt;maybe cos im too lazy to go out to&lt;br /&gt;the visiting. haha.&lt;br /&gt;ive got so much to update here but&lt;br /&gt;the moment i start typing, i lost it all.&lt;br /&gt;stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im on leave again today.&lt;br /&gt;and ive been rotting myself at home.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go out but at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;im feeling soo lazy to ride.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna travel on public cos&lt;br /&gt;when the bus is pack and full with inconsiderate&lt;br /&gt;passengers, i get so irritated.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont wanna end up wasting money on cab either.&lt;br /&gt;so here i am, rotting away at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had quite a bad day just now.&lt;br /&gt;next time round, i wont say a thing.&lt;br /&gt;i will just keep myself shut and not utter a word.&lt;br /&gt;when i didnt mean a thing, people thought i was&lt;br /&gt;out to kill them.&lt;br /&gt;i know clearly that im not at fault, yet im being blamed.&lt;br /&gt;just remember a thing,&lt;br /&gt;He is great.&lt;br /&gt;even when you try to keep things from others,&lt;br /&gt;in some ways, it will just lie down infront of you.&lt;br /&gt;dont blame others for whatever mistakes you have done.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im uploading all photos in multiply now.&lt;br /&gt;not too sure why i dont like uploading&lt;br /&gt;it to my facebook.&lt;br /&gt;and thats the reason why my facebook got only 2 albums.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant wait for friday.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Policeman will be out of camp to&lt;br /&gt;spend quality time with me.&lt;br /&gt;wuhoo~&lt;br /&gt;come back quick love!&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for u.&lt;br /&gt;very soon, friday will come&lt;br /&gt;and i know at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;weekends will go without us realising.&lt;br /&gt;but we will make good use of it right?&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you soo badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-2016442358366349060?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2016442358366349060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=2016442358366349060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/2016442358366349060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/2016442358366349060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/firstly-selamat-hari-raya-maaf-zahir.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SsyIY3yaYkI/AAAAAAAAAJM/v64NqqTRVhA/s72-c/DSC03028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-8337599547165426272</id><published>2009-09-08T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T23:38:36.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life is indeed not the same.&lt;br /&gt;today is the first day.&lt;br /&gt;the day when he was called up&lt;br /&gt;to serve the nation as a regular policeman.&lt;br /&gt;its not as easy for me, as ive&lt;br /&gt;never been too far away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i will learn how&lt;br /&gt;to be more independent. i used to have him&lt;br /&gt;to help me out with almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;now, its time to do things on my own.&lt;br /&gt;i cant keep asking him to decide for me&lt;br /&gt;(like how he always did) now that he is&lt;br /&gt;busy with his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is just the start. and i must always&lt;br /&gt;bear in mind that he is far, not&lt;br /&gt;because he wanted it that way. but he needs to&lt;br /&gt;earn that sum of money in order to&lt;br /&gt;support me and the kids in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times, i do feel the loneliness and emptyness.&lt;br /&gt;and when that happens, without realising,&lt;br /&gt;tears will be rolling down.&lt;br /&gt;but im sure i will overcome this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to friends who actually called and&lt;br /&gt;sms-ed me, asking how am i doing.&lt;br /&gt;im doing great. it takes time for me to adapt to&lt;br /&gt;this but im sure i will make it. :)&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the concern.&lt;br /&gt;love y'all~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, before tears roll down again,&lt;br /&gt;i guess i better stop this entry.&lt;br /&gt;must learn how to control this&lt;br /&gt;emotions of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;dont u ever worry about me..&lt;br /&gt;im old enough to take good care of myself.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry too much.&lt;br /&gt;friends are around and im well taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;so dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;im fine, i will get used to this very soon.&lt;br /&gt;its a step ahead.&lt;br /&gt;i do believe, this is the start of an easy life together.&lt;br /&gt;i love you and i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;and im looking forward to friday.&lt;br /&gt;take good care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;just eat what they serve you.&lt;br /&gt;you will get used to it, dont let yourself go hungry.&lt;br /&gt;for now, good night.&lt;br /&gt;loveyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fridays, please come quickly and not go away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-8337599547165426272?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8337599547165426272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=8337599547165426272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8337599547165426272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8337599547165426272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-is-indeed-not-same.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-5899657862396250916</id><published>2009-08-23T21:46:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:56:07.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;congrats Fizah Meow~&lt;br /&gt;after 8 months, finally uve got to ride with us.&lt;br /&gt;wuhoo~&lt;br /&gt;ride safe ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im falling sick.&lt;br /&gt;ohh no!&lt;br /&gt;saturday was just a normal day.&lt;br /&gt;since it was a first day of the fasting month,&lt;br /&gt;time seems to pass very slowly.&lt;br /&gt;then later on met up with friends at&lt;br /&gt;bike shop, then break fast at home.&lt;br /&gt;went to CGH and lastly to Pasir Ris&lt;br /&gt;for a bike-washing session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been so long since i last give baby a wash.&lt;br /&gt;sorry my dear..&lt;br /&gt;im too busy to take good care of your outlook.&lt;br /&gt;but im thankful that you have&lt;br /&gt;always been a good one to me.&lt;br /&gt;i love u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the session, we chatted for a while&lt;br /&gt;before we headed and rushed back home&lt;br /&gt;cos the weather doesnt seem good at all.&lt;br /&gt;halfway through the journey, we got trapped&lt;br /&gt;in the super heavy rain. it was too heavy,&lt;br /&gt;that i cant even see whats infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;i was already drenched and shivering.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt even stay focused.&lt;br /&gt;been splashed a few times.&lt;br /&gt;it was the worst rainy day since i started riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was too afraid.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;all i could do was whispering prayers&lt;br /&gt;and praises of God.&lt;br /&gt;but thank God, i was home safely.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im afraid i gonna fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;i just cant afford to be sick again.&lt;br /&gt;i need to work, i need to be strong&lt;br /&gt;to fast and i need to be well enough for&lt;br /&gt;the next day that i gonna face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah,&lt;br /&gt;please forgive me for all sins&lt;br /&gt;that ive done.&lt;br /&gt;please grant me health.&lt;br /&gt;please give me the strength.&lt;br /&gt;please avoid any sickness for now.&lt;br /&gt;i need to be strong&lt;br /&gt;but whatever you gonna give,&lt;br /&gt;im willing to accept it with open heart.&lt;br /&gt;cos all those good things come from you.&lt;br /&gt;and the bad ones are by oneself.&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i bought Nokia E51 (no camera)&lt;br /&gt;for honeyy. he was extremely happy upon&lt;br /&gt;opening the wrapped box.&lt;br /&gt;he wanted a MP3 so badly recently.&lt;br /&gt;he said he needs entertainment as well&lt;br /&gt;during his 6 months training.&lt;br /&gt;and all this while, i have always wanted to&lt;br /&gt;buy him the handphone model.&lt;br /&gt;and finally i surprised him with one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posing with his Nokia E51, with my edited photo&lt;br /&gt;set as the wallpaper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SpFWdqZ_kMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/eqRvus0pkOA/s1600-h/e51.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373170898029220034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SpFWdqZ_kMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/eqRvus0pkOA/s320/e51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wanted to pose with my Nokia 5800 too. hee. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SpFXCiKRtEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/j_ooSfQ61aU/s1600-h/n5.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373171531470976066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SpFXCiKRtEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/j_ooSfQ61aU/s320/n5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to someone out there.&lt;br /&gt;ive read your sms.&lt;br /&gt;you are always forgiven and im just out&lt;br /&gt;to disturb you. haha. so no worries k.&lt;br /&gt;and yes u owe me. hmm. swensens please~&lt;br /&gt;and ive learnt my lesson. of course i know how&lt;br /&gt;to differentiate the white from the black.&lt;br /&gt;so dont worry so much about me.&lt;br /&gt;im matured enough to think and act.&lt;br /&gt;i know uve got my interest at heart.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i do appreciate your concern&lt;br /&gt;and presence all this while.&lt;br /&gt;take care and we love you too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to honeyy,&lt;br /&gt;please stop the time from passing&lt;br /&gt;too fast please.&lt;br /&gt;days to your training is getting&lt;br /&gt;closer and closer.&lt;br /&gt;and we have never been that far&lt;br /&gt;for a long time before.&lt;br /&gt;i know, i know our love will&lt;br /&gt;always be the same&lt;br /&gt;eventhough we are far apart.&lt;br /&gt;im sure i gonna miss you truck loads.&lt;br /&gt;love you baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im missing little naughty boy badly too.&lt;br /&gt;come back quick~&lt;br /&gt;and below are the shots of his cute lil actions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SpFXaIToAII/AAAAAAAAAI8/1VSQtaC5KQo/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373171936847724674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 81px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SpFXaIToAII/AAAAAAAAAI8/1VSQtaC5KQo/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-5899657862396250916?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5899657862396250916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=5899657862396250916' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-2536924981569262125</id><published>2009-08-21T11:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:31:54.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;Khairuldin Mustafah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May u succeed in everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;and semoga dipanjangkan umur dan&lt;br /&gt;dimurahkan rezeki.&lt;br /&gt;Insyaallah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/So4Up3fpPAI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ORn_pNVQgHE/s1600-h/din.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372254115003448322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/So4Up3fpPAI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ORn_pNVQgHE/s200/din.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-2536924981569262125?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2536924981569262125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=2536924981569262125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/2536924981569262125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/2536924981569262125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-to-khairuldin-mustafah.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/So4Up3fpPAI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ORn_pNVQgHE/s72-c/din.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-6303592680047223368</id><published>2009-08-17T17:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T01:21:12.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finally im updating my blog after for so long.&lt;br /&gt;ohh god.&lt;br /&gt;ive been too busy with work and life i guess.&lt;br /&gt;too many things to update, now leaving me so&lt;br /&gt;blank on where to start.&lt;br /&gt;ok ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, a friend of mine nudged me in msn.&lt;br /&gt;its been quite some time since i last&lt;br /&gt;heard about her. we were from the same primary school,&lt;br /&gt;we were best friends back then. we went into&lt;br /&gt;the same secondary school, our friendship&lt;br /&gt;gets even stronger although we didnt&lt;br /&gt;attend same class. but we were in the same&lt;br /&gt;netball team. we know each other for almost&lt;br /&gt;13 years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, its been more than a decade.&lt;br /&gt;but, it seems like we have been too busy&lt;br /&gt;with our lives that we tend to forget one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she nudged and we asked about each other's life.&lt;br /&gt;after a while, she sent me this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"u know,i always wonder how we kinda drift apart after&lt;br /&gt;sec sch days.i mean its kinda sad cos we were so close in the past."&lt;br /&gt;"u knw, i've always have this idea about friendship&lt;br /&gt;and thinkg back kan, like terkilan .&lt;br /&gt;Of all the gd times,i didnt get to share it with my bestfriend.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i read it all, i was lost for words.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;i know her too well. and she is a person&lt;br /&gt;who seldom open up to others. but when she does that,&lt;br /&gt;something is not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes babe, i know that ive been too busy with&lt;br /&gt;my own life. ive been too busy that ive&lt;br /&gt;neglected my friends in a way or two.&lt;br /&gt;im blank. im lost for words.&lt;br /&gt;insyaallah, God's willing, we will&lt;br /&gt;plan for a meet up soon.&lt;br /&gt;for now, u take good care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, im a phone call away. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why, im getting emotional now.&lt;br /&gt;i was watching this touching show when i&lt;br /&gt;decided to put it to a pause to update my life stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, im addicted to watching Anugerah Shows in&lt;br /&gt;youtube again and again. especially when Sarah Aqilah&lt;br /&gt;performs. even honeyy said that im a stalker.&lt;br /&gt;oh no no, i just love watching and listening to&lt;br /&gt;her voice. yes, i fall in love with her voice~&lt;br /&gt;she has a superb voice. her x factor will&lt;br /&gt;bring her far and will make Singaporeans proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;once again, Congrats to u, Sarah Aqilah for&lt;br /&gt;being the champion. and Good Luck in everything you&lt;br /&gt;do. we will always be here, supporting u. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok next, ive got myself a new phone. i know im crazy.&lt;br /&gt;previously i got myself a Samsung Preston which i&lt;br /&gt;used it for like less than 2 weeks before i sold it off&lt;br /&gt;to get myself a Nokia 5800. im loving the phone and its&lt;br /&gt;features too much. all i need is a wireless lan,&lt;br /&gt;then i can go surviving without my laptop! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without realising, im missing everyone.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;getting too emotional already.&lt;br /&gt;like someone told me, i must know how&lt;br /&gt;to control my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;i can cry even watching tv shows.&lt;br /&gt;maybe im just born this way.&lt;br /&gt;ive tried so hard to control it all,&lt;br /&gt;but i just cant do it.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will just try harder. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;less than a week, comes Ramadhan,&lt;br /&gt;fasting month for the Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;fasting means that we cant eat nor drink&lt;br /&gt;nor doing anything that is not appropriate&lt;br /&gt;in His eyes from dawn to dusk.&lt;br /&gt;its a month of sacrificing and appreciating&lt;br /&gt;what God has given to us as well.&lt;br /&gt;in a way, we are doing it to make ourself&lt;br /&gt;realise how lucky we are..&lt;br /&gt;and during this month, we are supposed to&lt;br /&gt;do good deeds, as the rewards are much more greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive taken end of this month to go for a holiday&lt;br /&gt;to shop and relax myself. plan is still pending.&lt;br /&gt;either taking a coach to Hatyai or riding up to&lt;br /&gt;Genting Highlands.&lt;br /&gt;and ive yet to inform my boss about my leave.&lt;br /&gt;must do it by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;lastly.&lt;br /&gt;congrats to you, baby~&lt;br /&gt;finally uve got the assurance.&lt;br /&gt;i know you gonna make it this far.&lt;br /&gt;saluting u, Mr Policeman!&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and yes, engagement will be here soon.&lt;br /&gt;and then comes our wedding plan.&lt;br /&gt;phew.&lt;br /&gt;i can imagine u wearing your white&lt;br /&gt;uniform with rank, and im in white tube&lt;br /&gt;dress with bouquet of red roses in my hands,&lt;br /&gt;walking hand in hand on the red carpet with you.&lt;br /&gt;goshh.&lt;br /&gt;i really cant wait for that.&lt;br /&gt;insyaallah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, its late now.&lt;br /&gt;i will upload pics to my multiply&lt;br /&gt;and some to my upcoming entry!&lt;br /&gt;i will be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;goodnight and sweet dreams everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-6303592680047223368?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6303592680047223368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=6303592680047223368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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off to where he suprised me&lt;br /&gt;with loving bears holding on to a diamond ring.&lt;br /&gt;i love the suprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that he insisted that he got no time to&lt;br /&gt;buy me anything cos he will be ending work late.&lt;br /&gt;so i wasnt looking forward to anything.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i was jumping for joy for what i saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day went to simpang bedok&lt;br /&gt;with family for a small celebration.&lt;br /&gt;before that, i felt something is not right with&lt;br /&gt;my very own body. and yes, i tried going to&lt;br /&gt;the toilet to let it all out, but nothing happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stomachache getting worst and worst when the night falls.&lt;br /&gt;i visited the toilet almost every minute.&lt;br /&gt;i cant help it. too much for me to take it&lt;br /&gt;that i vomited quite a sum.&lt;br /&gt;i knew it well i gonna fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very next day, i went to visit the doctor&lt;br /&gt;just a block away.&lt;br /&gt;on that very sunday, i was supposed to&lt;br /&gt;go for Fizah's brother's wedding,&lt;br /&gt;but i just cant. i was too weak.&lt;br /&gt;i went over to the clinic, got my medicine&lt;br /&gt;and then at the same time Doctor&lt;br /&gt;wanted to issue me with 3 days MC.&lt;br /&gt;i said no and he insisted to give me 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the whole day, i went lying around.&lt;br /&gt;even when honeyy and friend came over,&lt;br /&gt;i ignored them and just lied down and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im feeling a lil bit better,&lt;br /&gt;not so much to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;i hate not being able to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;i had to take 7 tablets for thrice a day.&lt;br /&gt;i hate medicine!&lt;br /&gt;ive got no appetite to eat.&lt;br /&gt;i only eat a small amount of food&lt;br /&gt;every time just&lt;br /&gt;to ensure that i dont get gastric upon&lt;br /&gt;eating my medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohh God,&lt;br /&gt;please give me strength&lt;br /&gt;so that i will be stronger&lt;br /&gt;to face each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please pray for my well-being&lt;br /&gt;and that i will get well soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-41945387106011251?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/41945387106011251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=41945387106011251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/41945387106011251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/41945387106011251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/07/hours-to-20th-started-with-swensens.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-4339777466686231938</id><published>2009-07-27T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:00:44.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 20th&lt;br /&gt;on&lt;br /&gt;25 July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone for&lt;br /&gt;the never-ending birthday wishes.&lt;br /&gt;Do appreciate it all.&lt;br /&gt;too many to list it all down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-1005752389704928257</id><published>2009-07-18T15:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T15:34:16.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ive got something on my list.&lt;br /&gt;something which i can just&lt;br /&gt;stuff my wallet and handphone&lt;br /&gt;in and just grab that during lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;it will make my life easier~&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still not sure which color to&lt;br /&gt;choose out of this four.&lt;br /&gt;all four look nice. i cant be buying all four.&lt;br /&gt;please help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SmF5sObZq_I/AAAAAAAAAHs/efaK5UH_rPI/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359698832241830898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SmF5sObZq_I/AAAAAAAAAHs/efaK5UH_rPI/s200/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i will be trading in&lt;br /&gt;my new, less than 2 weeks old Samsung Preston&lt;br /&gt;to Samsung Pixon.&lt;br /&gt;yeahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SmF6frV_1UI/AAAAAAAAAH0/9RpYquW4des/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359699716177122626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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/&gt;about this busy life of mine.&lt;br /&gt;as per normal, been too busy working.&lt;br /&gt;working too real hard.&lt;br /&gt;working hard for the future, my future&lt;br /&gt;and maybe, our future. :)&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna ensure that i have&lt;br /&gt;enough savings.&lt;br /&gt;savings that can keep me going.&lt;br /&gt;savings that i can depend on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when my kids say, "Mummy, i want this..",&lt;br /&gt;i would get it for them.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt mind spending on them.&lt;br /&gt;and i wouldnt wanna say,&lt;br /&gt;"Wait for mummy's pay and i'll get it for you."&lt;br /&gt;i would love to see them smiling away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, stop it. im being too fast forward now.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;ok, ive got soo many things to settle&lt;br /&gt;this coming months.&lt;br /&gt;ive got insurance to pay up.&lt;br /&gt;since im having a stable pay,&lt;br /&gt;guess i already need to be independent,&lt;br /&gt;no longer depend on my mom.&lt;br /&gt;need to pay bike installment on my own.&lt;br /&gt;and then at the same time, i have to fork&lt;br /&gt;out my very own hard earned money&lt;br /&gt;for my daily expenses.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;but i know, i will survive! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way,&lt;br /&gt;i took public to work today.&lt;br /&gt;something wrong with my bike yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;so i just wanna play safe, i wouldnt want&lt;br /&gt;to get stuck somewhere before i even&lt;br /&gt;reach work place.&lt;br /&gt;i took an express straight bus from&lt;br /&gt;home but THANKS LAH, it doesnt make&lt;br /&gt;any difference with the normal, cheaper rate&lt;br /&gt;bus ride.&lt;br /&gt;morning bus ride was so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;the bus driver drove like he never drive before!&lt;br /&gt;terrible braking technique.&lt;br /&gt;ugh!&lt;br /&gt;and then later on, back from work,&lt;br /&gt;i got much more irritated.&lt;br /&gt;with idiots pushing people around just&lt;br /&gt;to get into the bus. with uncivilised people&lt;br /&gt;squeezing their way through standing passengers&lt;br /&gt;on crowded bus.&lt;br /&gt;you can simply see different attitude of people.&lt;br /&gt;i would rather ride through bad traffic rather than&lt;br /&gt;being squeezed and being pushed around!&lt;br /&gt;i truly hate taking public!&lt;br /&gt;but i know, i cant run from it.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what, i still need it especially&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to rainy days and when my bike&lt;br /&gt;giving me problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 20th coming.&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, its just a normal&lt;br /&gt;day when i was born years ago and&lt;br /&gt;i dont ask much on that day. im just a year&lt;br /&gt;older and that makes me a lil bit more mature! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im typing too long already.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta end this real soon.&lt;br /&gt;i need my rest~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodnight everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-8465934496315943605?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8465934496315943605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=8465934496315943605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8465934496315943605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8465934496315943605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally-im-online-to-post-lil-update.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-1882974452177306962</id><published>2009-07-11T13:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T13:32:34.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mama,&lt;br /&gt;get well soon ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;love you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-1882974452177306962?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1882974452177306962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;Thanks Hana for this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with the wedding plan! At the end, choose the people you want to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. Have great fun people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20 this 25th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Single but unavailable. (haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. At what age do you think you'll get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Insya'allah, before 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think you'll be marrying the person you are with now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Insyallah. (Wuhoo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If not, who do you want to marry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Noone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who will be your bridesmaid &amp;amp; best man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want a garden/beach or traditional wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grand, superb beach wedding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Where do you plan to go on honeymoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Paris!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How many guests do you think you'll invite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If possible, all those that ive known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Will that include your exes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not too sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How many layers of cake do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want 7 but its so ridiculous lar. and i might need&lt;br /&gt;a stairs to climb up. so i guess, 3 is ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. When do you want to get married, morning or evening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want 3days and 2nights wedding. but too bad, both side&lt;br /&gt;doesnt even want to exceed half a day. so il make do with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Name the song/tune you'd like to play at your wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank God I Found You &amp;amp; Make It Last Remix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you prefer fine dining or just normal spoon, fork and knife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fine dining!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Champagne or red wine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Champagne, so that we can shake it and pop it out.&lt;br /&gt;(better not, mintak kene maki je dgn family. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Honeymoon right after the wedding or days after the wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Honeymoon right after is perfect but i guess its too soon&lt;br /&gt;to get away from beloved family. (cheyy.. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Money or household items?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Both of course. No money, no household items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How many kids would you like to have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I would love to have as many as i can.&lt;br /&gt;but finance plays a part too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Will you record your honeymoon in DVD/CD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Obviously! and il post it to show everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Whose wedding plan would you like to know next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everyone. please please please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-1904157657446398231?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1904157657446398231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=1904157657446398231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/1904157657446398231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/1904157657446398231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/07/thanks-hana-for-this-rules-once-youve.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-7746278005583780</id><published>2009-07-08T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:52:08.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 21st&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;honeyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a key to independence.&lt;br /&gt;greater responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;and more wiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semoga dipanjangkan umur&lt;br /&gt;dan dimurahkan rezeki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u always my love~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SlSWDcGwwKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/MUkwOwBznGU/s1600-h/Image105_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356070842678689954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SlSWDcGwwKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/MUkwOwBznGU/s320/Image105_picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps. more coming our way :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-7746278005583780?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7746278005583780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=7746278005583780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/7746278005583780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/7746278005583780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-21st-to-honeyy-key-to.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SlSWDcGwwKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/MUkwOwBznGU/s72-c/Image105_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-8749644361871832875</id><published>2009-07-05T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T14:41:35.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it seems so fast that now is already July.&lt;br /&gt;and ive yet to plan for honeyy's birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;he wanted no surprise. i guess ive given him too&lt;br /&gt;many surprises. haha. im really so blank for ideas now.&lt;br /&gt;please give me some ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has been tiring. and mama has been very&lt;br /&gt;supporting towards everything.&lt;br /&gt;thanks mama for everything!&lt;br /&gt;waking me up in the morning and never&lt;br /&gt;fail to give up just to make sure i wake up&lt;br /&gt;on time to go to work. love you mom!&lt;br /&gt;and ive got this habit.&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching home from work,&lt;br /&gt;i complained to mama that im too tired&lt;br /&gt;working and her reply will always be&lt;br /&gt;"biasalah kata kerja, nak carik duit..&lt;br /&gt;mana ada kerja tak penat.."&lt;br /&gt;(in english: "its normal getting tired to earn&lt;br /&gt;money. and there is no work which isnt tiring..")&lt;br /&gt;and then, i place both my bag and helmet on the&lt;br /&gt;coffee table, and without changing my office-wear,&lt;br /&gt;i grab a plate of rice and dish and sit infront of the tv&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy my meal.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;to rosnah,&lt;br /&gt;i do really hope you enjoy yourself yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully you are being fine with them&lt;br /&gt;who ALWAYS talk nonsense. but i guess you&lt;br /&gt;too cant stop laughing being around with us.&lt;br /&gt;right right?&lt;br /&gt;and ya, talking about the old times do make&lt;br /&gt;us laugh our heads off. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;those memories are always being kept in me.&lt;br /&gt;and please make sure to visit mama real soon ok?&lt;br /&gt;maybe after your bali trip. (i hate you!)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. and im sure you are proud enough to&lt;br /&gt;pillion a lady rider. and we still can laugh away&lt;br /&gt;at things while on the road. haha.&lt;br /&gt;till here, take care baby. i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;to baby,&lt;br /&gt;the suit will be on its way.&lt;br /&gt;insya'allah.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry about that ok..&lt;br /&gt;all we have to do is pray and hopefully&lt;br /&gt;things go on well. i am pretty sure it&lt;br /&gt;can be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;and baby, i am always right here behind&lt;br /&gt;you and supporting you in whatever you wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;im happy as long as you are.&lt;br /&gt;ig going back on track makes you happy,&lt;br /&gt;i will be happy for you too. :)&lt;br /&gt;and by the way, im too happy for you&lt;br /&gt;right now already. too many good things&lt;br /&gt;happen at one time. and im so getting impatient la!&lt;br /&gt;haha. im soo missing you now. loveu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to get ready already.&lt;br /&gt;its sunday and most of my&lt;br /&gt;relatives are coming over to&lt;br /&gt;have a family gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah!&lt;br /&gt;i got myself a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time, i feel like&lt;br /&gt;buying another phone. but its kinda waste&lt;br /&gt;of money and im supposed to save. im still&lt;br /&gt;getting use to it and so far, its being so good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SlBKwDX1mhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/070eOg29oMQ/s1600-h/showimage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354862146342984210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SlBKwDX1mhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/070eOg29oMQ/s200/showimage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SlBKwDX1mhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/070eOg29oMQ/s72-c/showimage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-1502069597772385240</id><published>2009-07-05T13:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T13:57:04.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;Nurrudin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SlBAdmGam-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/fO1memK4GWs/s1600-h/SDC19577_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354850834131360738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SlBAdmGam-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/fO1memK4GWs/s200/SDC19577_picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-1502069597772385240?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1502069597772385240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=1502069597772385240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/1502069597772385240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/1502069597772385240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-to-nurrudin.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SlBAdmGam-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/fO1memK4GWs/s72-c/SDC19577_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-3341088383004679892</id><published>2009-06-27T13:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T13:18:18.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally its a saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has been a hectic.&lt;br /&gt;but im still loving it all.&lt;br /&gt;and im praying hard&lt;br /&gt;i would be transferred to&lt;br /&gt;somewhere nearer.&lt;br /&gt;has to wait for approval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*praying real hard*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been working longer&lt;br /&gt;hours in the office.&lt;br /&gt;alot of things to settle.&lt;br /&gt;but im doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant wait&lt;br /&gt;for big big day to come.&lt;br /&gt;please come here soon please.&lt;br /&gt;and by then, im truly reserved! ♥&lt;br /&gt;and then few years down the road,&lt;br /&gt;im truly yours. ♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthdays coming.&lt;br /&gt;still blank on what to buy&lt;br /&gt;and what to do and whatever&lt;br /&gt;plans to make.&lt;br /&gt;still considering on booking&lt;br /&gt;a chalet.&lt;br /&gt;at the same time, feel like&lt;br /&gt;going for a getaway.&lt;br /&gt;still not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;everthing still pending.&lt;br /&gt;and futhermore, im being too busy&lt;br /&gt;lately that i overlook it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing which is so upsetting.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt start a thing and now i saw&lt;br /&gt;fingers pointing at me.&lt;br /&gt;thank god, im being a stronger&lt;br /&gt;girl now. or else, i wouldnt&lt;br /&gt;wanna imagine what gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, everyone is being&lt;br /&gt;forgiven. be it those big mistakes&lt;br /&gt;you have done.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"dan sesunguhnya fitnah itu lebih&lt;br /&gt;dosa daripada membunuh orang.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/37118184-3341088383004679892?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-8643736134557099322</id><published>2009-06-21T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:26:22.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now its time to&lt;br /&gt;upload pictures&lt;br /&gt;of my new haircut&lt;br /&gt;after 15days since&lt;br /&gt;i cut it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please dont comment anything.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/Sj4moUc11lI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Z2t4Mzu10mY/s1600-h/Picnik+collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349755881489028690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/Sj4moUc11lI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Z2t4Mzu10mY/s320/Picnik+collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-8643736134557099322?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8643736134557099322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=8643736134557099322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8643736134557099322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8643736134557099322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-its-time-to-upload-pictures-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/Sj4moUc11lI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Z2t4Mzu10mY/s72-c/Picnik+collage3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-1560199705588203550</id><published>2009-06-21T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T18:38:06.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy&lt;br /&gt;Father's&lt;br /&gt;Day&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;Papa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/Sj4NUMFIrNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/jeegwDg-FXo/s1600-h/pa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349728047854038226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/Sj4NUMFIrNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/jeegwDg-FXo/s200/pa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my condolonces to&lt;br /&gt;Cik Mamat's family&lt;br /&gt;for the loss of his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;al-fatehah.&lt;br /&gt;semoge roh nya dicucuri&lt;br /&gt;rahmat dan ditempatkan&lt;br /&gt;di samping orang-orang yang&lt;br /&gt;beriman..&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-1560199705588203550?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/Sj4NUMFIrNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/jeegwDg-FXo/s72-c/pa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-5945167153945540635</id><published>2009-06-20T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T20:48:23.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks for yesterday honey.&lt;br /&gt;i truly appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;especially the dunkin donuts!&lt;br /&gt;didnt expect you to surprise&lt;br /&gt;me with that.&lt;br /&gt;however, that little thing&lt;br /&gt;made my day.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;thanks sayang~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a full service,&lt;br /&gt;change a few things here and there,&lt;br /&gt;now baby looks better.&lt;br /&gt;and even feels great!&lt;br /&gt;a few more things to do&lt;br /&gt;and im done with it.&lt;br /&gt;the smoothness and lightness&lt;br /&gt;really makes me want to keep&lt;br /&gt;riding him around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise i will take good&lt;br /&gt;care of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to honeyy,&lt;br /&gt;its a step closer now.&lt;br /&gt;i will always pray for it&lt;br /&gt;and i am certainly sure&lt;br /&gt;everything will go on smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;no worries ok?&lt;br /&gt;i really cant wait for it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349390125368874994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SjzZ-guYF_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/ffuH9bwvmlU/s200/4498_88771782116_632837116_2356503_1117386_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;missing my old ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-5945167153945540635?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5945167153945540635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=5945167153945540635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/5945167153945540635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/5945167153945540635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-for-yesterday-honey.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SjzZ-guYF_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/ffuH9bwvmlU/s72-c/4498_88771782116_632837116_2356503_1117386_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-7075479683434211689</id><published>2009-06-19T04:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T04:40:51.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its nearly 5am now.&lt;br /&gt;i am still having a very hard time&lt;br /&gt;closing this tired eyes of mine to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;migrane keeps coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;and i have to stuff myself with&lt;br /&gt;paracetamol each night without fail&lt;br /&gt;before forcing myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;but still at times, it didnt work.&lt;br /&gt;im going to pay a visit to the doctor&lt;br /&gt;this coming week.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully things will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh eyes, please let me have my rest.&lt;br /&gt;and migrane, please go away for now.&lt;br /&gt;just this once, please leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;i need my rest.&lt;br /&gt;i need to wake up early later on.&lt;br /&gt;please please please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a lil update.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the night.&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed&lt;br /&gt;laughing my head off.&lt;br /&gt;and its great to have an-adult-talk&lt;br /&gt;with you baby.&lt;br /&gt;and to you-know-who-you-are,&lt;br /&gt;its just your feelings la..&lt;br /&gt;dont you worry about that.&lt;br /&gt;and calling me in the middle of the&lt;br /&gt;night do keeps me accompany.&lt;br /&gt;tho we talked shit. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt in the mood to speed&lt;br /&gt;back home like i always did.&lt;br /&gt;so i went around less then 70km/h.&lt;br /&gt;and upon reaching my place,&lt;br /&gt;something happened.&lt;br /&gt;i will just keep it to myself,&lt;br /&gt;thinking that everything's alright now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our birthdays are coming.&lt;br /&gt;and ive yet to plan for a thing.&lt;br /&gt;please give me some ideas.&lt;br /&gt;ive been out of ideas lately.&lt;br /&gt;will plan it real soon.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i will be able to&lt;br /&gt;plan for something good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its late already.&lt;br /&gt;ive got only a few hours to&lt;br /&gt;catch up with my sleep and then&lt;br /&gt;i have to force myself to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be a hot weather tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully i behave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for now,&lt;br /&gt;"Good night.. Sleep tight..&lt;br /&gt;Dont let the bed bugs bite.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-7075479683434211689?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7075479683434211689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=7075479683434211689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/7075479683434211689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/7075479683434211689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-nearly-5am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-6341770722933078209</id><published>2009-06-13T17:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T18:20:40.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well done honey..&lt;br /&gt;i give u a ten for your effort.&lt;br /&gt;its gorgeous anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and it will surely look superb on baby.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for monday!&lt;br /&gt;it will sure pays off well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the way home just now..&lt;br /&gt;if im a second slower,&lt;br /&gt;i think i would have ended up&lt;br /&gt;lying on the road.&lt;br /&gt;i was already turning right into&lt;br /&gt;my carpark, and this blind driver&lt;br /&gt;just drive ahead.&lt;br /&gt;thank god, i was fast enough to&lt;br /&gt;react and swift away.&lt;br /&gt;and then i was like trembling&lt;br /&gt;on the way up to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello, i can sue you for not&lt;br /&gt;giving way to me ok!&lt;br /&gt;cant you see the stop line infront of you?&lt;br /&gt;BLIND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another saturday today.&lt;br /&gt;last saturday was just&lt;br /&gt;like a weekday.&lt;br /&gt;had family dinner cum birthday&lt;br /&gt;celebration at swensens.&lt;br /&gt;im already at home by 11.&lt;br /&gt;come on, its a saturday ok.&lt;br /&gt;im like stucked at home last week.&lt;br /&gt;had a stupid useless argument with honey.&lt;br /&gt;so all plans got cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, comes another saturday!&lt;br /&gt;i dont want it to be wasted again.&lt;br /&gt;in the past, saturdays used to be a&lt;br /&gt;happening day~&lt;br /&gt;clubs, drinking sessions, movies,&lt;br /&gt;money-wasting activities, adventures&lt;br /&gt;and the list just goes on.&lt;br /&gt;now that we have gone to every part of&lt;br /&gt;Singapore, i just feel that there are no&lt;br /&gt;other new places to go to.&lt;br /&gt;maybe new activities will be great to be&lt;br /&gt;done together.&lt;br /&gt;we shall see about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today we shall go...&lt;br /&gt;suprise everyone!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went online in msn just now.&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked when this one soul,&lt;br /&gt;came nudging on my window..&lt;br /&gt;as per normal, asked if im doing fine&lt;br /&gt;and of cos ive said that im doing great.&lt;br /&gt;and the very next thing, this soul&lt;br /&gt;apologising to me, if he/she has done&lt;br /&gt;anything wrong.&lt;br /&gt;of course, apologies accepted.&lt;br /&gt;but the weird thing is that, i cant&lt;br /&gt;remember if he/she has done anything&lt;br /&gt;wrong. just hoping that he/she&lt;br /&gt;is ok. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like changing a new blog skin.&lt;br /&gt;ive just changed this current skin like&lt;br /&gt;a few months ago and now im doing it again.&lt;br /&gt;GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;and this current skin actually took&lt;br /&gt;me days to eventually look perfect.&lt;br /&gt;will just go on browsing.&lt;br /&gt;i just want a simple one.&lt;br /&gt;but pink is a must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i want pink decals for my bike too~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-6341770722933078209?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-558739095501806578</id><published>2009-06-12T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T20:41:30.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im so tired today~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out, riding around from&lt;br /&gt;morning till late evening.&lt;br /&gt;first to science park drive,&lt;br /&gt;then to jurong.&lt;br /&gt;after jurong, rushed back to simei&lt;br /&gt;and then to lavender where i&lt;br /&gt;spent my 'impatient moments'&lt;br /&gt;with that china girl who doesnt know&lt;br /&gt;how to speak english and keeps throwing&lt;br /&gt;tantrums for God knows why.&lt;br /&gt;and then to honey's workplace at&lt;br /&gt;singpost then to unique motorsports&lt;br /&gt;and then&lt;br /&gt;Home Sweet Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;packed schedule of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my patience has its limits.&lt;br /&gt;u treat me well, i treat u well.&lt;br /&gt;u give me stupid faces, i give&lt;br /&gt;u even worst.&lt;br /&gt;u wanna talk behind my back,&lt;br /&gt;go ahead cos i cant be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dont even care&lt;br /&gt;cos you are just attracting peoples' attention.&lt;br /&gt;so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a step nearer to becoming a mad woman today.&lt;br /&gt;the weather is sorching hot.&lt;br /&gt;and when that happens,&lt;br /&gt;one tends to get out of control.&lt;br /&gt;but thank god, im being very patient today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks bro for the accompany~&lt;br /&gt;and didi, its nice terserempak-ing with u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and those little kids have just gone home.&lt;br /&gt;and my home sounds so quiet today.&lt;br /&gt;its nice to have them around at times.&lt;br /&gt;they will make your day, but at times&lt;br /&gt;just irritate you away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been so long since i last&lt;br /&gt;updated my post with a long entry.&lt;br /&gt;so much things to say, but once&lt;br /&gt;i start typing, i get lost myself.&lt;br /&gt;dumb dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got so many things in mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;i want pink decals for my bike.&lt;br /&gt;i want a new camera.&lt;br /&gt;i want a whole new set of clothes in&lt;br /&gt;a new wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go for a getaway.&lt;br /&gt;i want this,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;i want that.&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but only one thing that i need,&lt;br /&gt;its you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and ive long got it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im crapping already.&lt;br /&gt;i gonna have my 3-in-1 meals.&lt;br /&gt;its already 8.40pm.&lt;br /&gt;i still havent had any breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;lunch or even dinner.&lt;br /&gt;before i throw tantrums&lt;br /&gt;on this new laptop of mine,&lt;br /&gt;i better get going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;life has been fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-558739095501806578?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/558739095501806578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=558739095501806578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/558739095501806578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/558739095501806578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-so-tired-today-went-out-riding.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-6930256643577136065</id><published>2009-06-09T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T19:40:56.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;congratulations baby!&lt;br /&gt;im sure it will be a success.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"yes sir!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;missing you every second.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-6930256643577136065?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6930256643577136065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=6930256643577136065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/6930256643577136065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/6930256643577136065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/06/congratulations-baby-im-sure-it-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-827107893500364232</id><published>2009-06-09T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T19:38:29.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;new haircut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;looked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but still, im being loved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-827107893500364232?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/827107893500364232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=827107893500364232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/827107893500364232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/827107893500364232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-haircut.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-7775987319356322980</id><published>2009-06-08T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:07:29.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-7775987319356322980?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7775987319356322980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=7775987319356322980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/7775987319356322980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/7775987319356322980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-day-coming-real-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-7101280404704021580</id><published>2009-06-08T17:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:06:26.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;Papa&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Brother Dzul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not updating&lt;br /&gt;for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;laptop was really down.&lt;br /&gt;finally get a new lappie!&lt;br /&gt;thanks pa!&lt;br /&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/37118184-7101280404704021580?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-4930928122648472838</id><published>2009-05-23T14:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:51:30.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facebook-ing is &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;addictive!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im so loving it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;astepcloser.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&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/37118184-4930928122648472838?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4930928122648472838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=4930928122648472838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/4930928122648472838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/4930928122648472838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/face-booking-is-so-addictive-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-7750749899689266619</id><published>2009-05-04T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:46:39.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;strong emotions&lt;br /&gt;leads to crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;c r y i n g&lt;br /&gt;makes&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;feel&lt;br /&gt;g r e a t ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for me to take it&lt;br /&gt;that i broke into tears today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/37118184-7750749899689266619?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7750749899689266619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=7750749899689266619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/7750749899689266619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/7750749899689266619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/strong-emotions-leads-to-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-639741675355764075</id><published>2009-04-03T16:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:00:59.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day will come real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day that i have been waiting&lt;br /&gt;for quite so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for that special moment&lt;br /&gt;to have it all back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its mine.&lt;br /&gt;will always be mine.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;and i truly miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thedayisnearyetsofar&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/37118184-639741675355764075?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/639741675355764075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=639741675355764075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/639741675355764075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/639741675355764075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-7934846656434249703</id><published>2009-04-03T16:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:56:04.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were not able to have a good sleep&lt;br /&gt;the very night before.&lt;br /&gt;woke up with "7 New Messages Received".&lt;br /&gt;im too afraid to face the truth.&lt;br /&gt;but i know ive got to face it eventually.&lt;br /&gt;so i read all other messages from others&lt;br /&gt;except for that one and only message that&lt;br /&gt;i have been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;i recited some prayers.&lt;br /&gt;i hold my breath.&lt;br /&gt;i put my hand over my handphone screen.&lt;br /&gt;i read letter by letter.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;PHEW!&lt;br /&gt;i managed to get through.&lt;br /&gt;wanting to know more,&lt;br /&gt;i went into the website and&lt;br /&gt;checked it out.&lt;br /&gt;how nice it is to read,&lt;br /&gt;"Awarded with Higher Nitec in Accounting".&lt;br /&gt;i passed~&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/37118184-7934846656434249703?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7934846656434249703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=7934846656434249703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/7934846656434249703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/7934846656434249703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/1st-april-2008-were-not-able-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-6227946232095653058</id><published>2009-03-31T13:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T13:48:20.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i really must start putting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;effort in looking for a job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i cant be staying at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and then go out whenever i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like going out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and the just go out chilling and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wasting money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im already living barely on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my savings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ouhh god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;results are coming out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and then it will determine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if i really am graduating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with a cert in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Higher Nitec in Accounting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;another big headache~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i will be riding real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its still gonna be my bike!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wuhoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i cant wait for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it has been exact one month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for me for not riding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hopefully i didnt get myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confuse with the throttle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and the clutch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the day is coming real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im just waiting patiently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for the call from my workshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to din,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i read up your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like ive told you din,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whatever you are doing for her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there is nothing you can get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or gain from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;engagement is already a step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nearer to marriage bro..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she may not be happy in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but can you tell if she is not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;even is she is smilling herself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;away in photos taken and uploaded?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i know how much it feels and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;might probably know how much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it feels..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i know it wont gonna be easy for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maybe you just need to open up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and be in love with someone new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and ya, im just a call away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;missingthoserides.&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/37118184-6227946232095653058?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6227946232095653058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loves her rides too!&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/37118184-1213261775394364597?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1213261775394364597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=1213261775394364597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/1213261775394364597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/1213261775394364597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/03/loves-her-rides-too.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-2744318481374006272</id><published>2009-03-20T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T19:05:02.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i knew things would go&lt;br /&gt;wrong when honeyy said he wanted&lt;br /&gt;to go over to the bike worskshop,&lt;br /&gt;as there are some complications&lt;br /&gt;and it would be best if he comes over.&lt;br /&gt;and i was praying hard.&lt;br /&gt;and the next thing i knew was that&lt;br /&gt;i was given two choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to repair my bike&lt;br /&gt;or to have a new bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i choose to repair my bike,&lt;br /&gt;it wouldnt be as safe.&lt;br /&gt;the body frame was dented.&lt;br /&gt;it can be amended but&lt;br /&gt;amending it wouldnt be as strong.&lt;br /&gt;if i choose a new bike,&lt;br /&gt;its still gonna be Yamaha 125z,&lt;br /&gt;still a second-hand bike but&lt;br /&gt;the difference is its COE that&lt;br /&gt;is ending a year earlier.&lt;br /&gt;the installment months&lt;br /&gt;as well as its payment are the same.&lt;br /&gt;its just that i don't have to go&lt;br /&gt;that shop anymore.&lt;br /&gt;ive got a new shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the model of the bike might&lt;br /&gt;be the same.&lt;br /&gt;but it wont gonna be same&lt;br /&gt;as my bike.&lt;br /&gt;i love riding my bike.&lt;br /&gt;the smoothness, the lightness,&lt;br /&gt;the superbness and whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still deciding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;you dont have to be sorry&lt;br /&gt;for all those things that happened.&lt;br /&gt;i dont blame you at all&lt;br /&gt;for the accident that occured on&lt;br /&gt;1st March 2009.&lt;br /&gt;im glad to hear your suggestions&lt;br /&gt;just now, moments before&lt;br /&gt;i decided to blog my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;you said, "I would love you to have&lt;br /&gt;a new bike as its accident-free.&lt;br /&gt;You can have your old bike if you want&lt;br /&gt;to but bear in mind, its an accident-bike.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt want anything to happen&lt;br /&gt;to you and i want you&lt;br /&gt;to enjoy riding."&lt;br /&gt;i tried so hard to hold onto&lt;br /&gt;my tears but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you babyboy.&lt;br /&gt;i truly miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i miss riding you.&lt;br /&gt;i miss washing you.&lt;br /&gt;i miss waxing you.&lt;br /&gt;i miss talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;you will always be kept&lt;br /&gt;close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in memory,&lt;br /&gt;FX 9328 Z&lt;br /&gt;Y 125 z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/37118184-2744318481374006272?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2744318481374006272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=2744318481374006272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/2744318481374006272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/2744318481374006272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-knew-things-would-go-wrong-when.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-5612067053698412811</id><published>2009-03-17T02:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T03:36:30.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im being so&lt;br /&gt;e m o t i o n a l .&lt;br /&gt;without realising, im&lt;br /&gt;sheding tears while blogging.&lt;br /&gt;ouhh god.&lt;br /&gt;whats happening.&lt;br /&gt;ive got no answers for all this.&lt;br /&gt;it happened so fast&lt;br /&gt;that how i wish i could&lt;br /&gt;just turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its time for me&lt;br /&gt;to pull out myself from&lt;br /&gt;all this things and just&lt;br /&gt;be on my own, away from&lt;br /&gt;everyone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to that someone,&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if u feel&lt;br /&gt;that i didnt tell you&lt;br /&gt;anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know about&lt;br /&gt;it at all till everything&lt;br /&gt;just go on exploding&lt;br /&gt;like that.&lt;br /&gt;im really so sorry about it bro..&lt;br /&gt;please dont take it too hard.&lt;br /&gt;things always happen this&lt;br /&gt;way in friendships.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope you dont feel&lt;br /&gt;bad about it all.&lt;br /&gt;please dont keep yourself&lt;br /&gt;away from us.&lt;br /&gt;and i truly hope you dont&lt;br /&gt;regret mixing around with&lt;br /&gt;my clan.&lt;br /&gt;however, you know that&lt;br /&gt;fad and hafiz and even myself&lt;br /&gt;will be there.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry on behalf on&lt;br /&gt;my friends for the disputes.&lt;br /&gt;they might have their own&lt;br /&gt;reasons for not telling you directly.&lt;br /&gt;i hope this will settle down.&lt;br /&gt;please cheer up dinC..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;we will be there whenever you&lt;br /&gt;are in need. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;babe,&lt;br /&gt;first of all, let me apologise to&lt;br /&gt;you before i start on anything.&lt;br /&gt;i think its not appropriate for&lt;br /&gt;you to keep yourself silent from me.&lt;br /&gt;you know how many times i messaged&lt;br /&gt;you but you kept yourself silent&lt;br /&gt;instead. i know something isnt right&lt;br /&gt;there. i know you too well.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe i dont realise&lt;br /&gt;certain things halfway.&lt;br /&gt;for whatever ive done,&lt;br /&gt;im sorry. im lost for words.&lt;br /&gt;we used to share things the&lt;br /&gt;way we like it to be.&lt;br /&gt;every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;but not anymore now.&lt;br /&gt;i dont blame you.&lt;br /&gt;now i hope you realise&lt;br /&gt;that sharing things with others&lt;br /&gt;isnt going to be the same as sharing&lt;br /&gt;things with me.&lt;br /&gt;i will be a call away.&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to those whom it may concern,&lt;br /&gt;please try not to mix your personal&lt;br /&gt;problems with others.&lt;br /&gt;im trying to be general here.&lt;br /&gt;no pin-pointing at all.&lt;br /&gt;its time to sit down and think&lt;br /&gt;what have we done all this while.&lt;br /&gt;the way we talk, the way we react,&lt;br /&gt;the way we joke, the way we do&lt;br /&gt;things and any other ways.&lt;br /&gt;all those things that we have done.&lt;br /&gt;just sit down and think and&lt;br /&gt;hopefully we realise our&lt;br /&gt;mistakes even its a small&lt;br /&gt;lil one. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i myself know that ive talked rudely&lt;br /&gt;to others before, i joked too harsh&lt;br /&gt;that people cant take it, i reacted so&lt;br /&gt;badly that people just hate it and i even&lt;br /&gt;hurt that one's feelings without&lt;br /&gt;even realising it. i know at times&lt;br /&gt;my lil actions as well as my lil&lt;br /&gt;words do hurt others.&lt;br /&gt;so for now, im taking this time&lt;br /&gt;to actually apologise to all those&lt;br /&gt;ive hurt before.&lt;br /&gt;i dont mean it in any way.&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im just being soo emotional&lt;br /&gt;right now, at this stupid hour.&lt;br /&gt;i am not feeling so well.&lt;br /&gt;having bad sorethroat.&lt;br /&gt;bad running nose.&lt;br /&gt;bad headache.&lt;br /&gt;bad fever.&lt;br /&gt;and feeling so badly sick! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;honeyy,&lt;br /&gt;i think its time to go for&lt;br /&gt;a getaway again. lets plan something.&lt;br /&gt;we need to take a break somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;just have a fresh air and just enjoy ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;shall we? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hopefully things will be fine&lt;br /&gt;between all my loved ones.&lt;br /&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/37118184-5612067053698412811?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5612067053698412811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=5612067053698412811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/5612067053698412811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/5612067053698412811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-being-so-e-m-o-t-i-o-n-l.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-6813165820806560021</id><published>2009-03-11T13:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:45:30.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it feels so great!&lt;br /&gt;ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;finally it comes to an end.&lt;br /&gt;last paper of exam just ended today.&lt;br /&gt;auditing.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;finally i can kiss goodbye&lt;br /&gt;to ite college east.&lt;br /&gt;i don't intend to further&lt;br /&gt;my studies for time being.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i will be graduated&lt;br /&gt;with the long-awaited cert.&lt;br /&gt;Higher Nitec in Accounting.&lt;br /&gt;just hoping real hard that i&lt;br /&gt;pass both modules.&lt;br /&gt;just have to wait patiently&lt;br /&gt;for the day of truth. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;for now, i have to start&lt;br /&gt;planning for the future.&lt;br /&gt;i need to get started in&lt;br /&gt;finding a good job that i&lt;br /&gt;gonna love and stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;savings have to be in.&lt;br /&gt;future plannings must get started.&lt;br /&gt;more things to come in the future. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything is doing great now.&lt;br /&gt;honey has been recovering so well&lt;br /&gt;that he simply look way way better&lt;br /&gt;then the way he look before (i mean&lt;br /&gt;before the accident).&lt;br /&gt;all stitches of him has been removed.&lt;br /&gt;no more ugly scars on his face.&lt;br /&gt;even his abrasions are all dried up.&lt;br /&gt;well, i really didnt expect him&lt;br /&gt;to get well so soon.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i thank god&lt;br /&gt;for the speedy recovery.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;he started riding few days back.&lt;br /&gt;now ive got no bike to look out&lt;br /&gt;of my window like i always did.&lt;br /&gt;before the accident, i used to&lt;br /&gt;have my bike parked there&lt;br /&gt;at lot 21. on that very fateful&lt;br /&gt;day, honeyy wanted to use my bike&lt;br /&gt;for his delivery work&lt;br /&gt;and so he parked his at lot 20.&lt;br /&gt;for nearly a week it has been there.&lt;br /&gt;he wasnt fit to ride at all.&lt;br /&gt;but he just started riding again&lt;br /&gt;few days back.&lt;br /&gt;now the whole lot is empty.&lt;br /&gt;and babyboy has been at the&lt;br /&gt;workshop for quite sometime.&lt;br /&gt;all i do is to keep waiting for the&lt;br /&gt;workshop to give us a call.&lt;br /&gt;well, i truly miss riding.&lt;br /&gt;i truly miss him.&lt;br /&gt;all i have is the photos of him.&lt;br /&gt;that i look at each night without fail.&lt;br /&gt;no worries.&lt;br /&gt;im a strong girl!&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;dont you ever feel bad for what you&lt;br /&gt;have done to my lovely bike.&lt;br /&gt;he has been good so far.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe not, on that&lt;br /&gt;fateful day.&lt;br /&gt;i thank god every moment&lt;br /&gt;nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;thanking him for giving&lt;br /&gt;you a chance&lt;br /&gt;to live once again.&lt;br /&gt;thanking him for giving me you.&lt;br /&gt;i just cant leave without you.&lt;br /&gt;and you have been great so far.&lt;br /&gt;im loving it!&lt;br /&gt;and its been sometimes for mbs.&lt;br /&gt;we will go for it soon ok?&lt;br /&gt;i promise you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-5755961289174013542</id><published>2009-03-05T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T01:31:46.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st March 2009. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:59pm.&lt;br /&gt;the day that will be kept as memories.&lt;br /&gt;i still remember it clearly.&lt;br /&gt;and how i wish it was all a&lt;br /&gt;n i g h t m a r e .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was busy helping Din pasting&lt;br /&gt;some tinted film on his car when&lt;br /&gt;Fad gave&lt;br /&gt;me a call.&lt;br /&gt;Honeyy was involved in an&lt;br /&gt;a c c i d e n t.&lt;br /&gt;And within that moment,&lt;br /&gt;both Din and myself rushed&lt;br /&gt;over to Al-Ameen, as told by Fad.&lt;br /&gt;Over, we saw nothing&lt;br /&gt;and called Fad up again.&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be at&lt;br /&gt;East Coast Road, a few minutes&lt;br /&gt;walk from my place.&lt;br /&gt;We rushed over.&lt;br /&gt;Tears was already uncontrollable.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping and praying real hard that&lt;br /&gt;Honeyy is doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching, the ambulance was&lt;br /&gt;just about to take a move.&lt;br /&gt;I was in a state of shock that&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt sure what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I saw a group of busybodies.&lt;br /&gt;I saw my bike in pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the stupid driver.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the van.&lt;br /&gt;And i saw the pool of blood.&lt;br /&gt;If Fad didnt give me the wrong&lt;br /&gt;information, i guess i would have reach&lt;br /&gt;in time, and be there right beside him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police asked for my particulars&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt bring any. So, Din&lt;br /&gt;rushed to my place and I quickly&lt;br /&gt;changed my shorts. I was at loss.&lt;br /&gt;But thank God, friends like Din, Fad&lt;br /&gt;and Ajip were there to help me out.&lt;br /&gt;They helped me took some pictures of&lt;br /&gt;the aftermath as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching CGH, rushed down to&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;amp;E and waited along with honeyy's parents.&lt;br /&gt;Some friends came down too.&lt;br /&gt;The moment, the nurses pushed him out,&lt;br /&gt;tears started rolling. Blood was too much on&lt;br /&gt;his face. I couldnt control myself.&lt;br /&gt;And it was even emotional, when he said&lt;br /&gt;"Im sorry for what ive done to your bike.."&lt;br /&gt;Tears just cant stop rolling.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed over at the hospital till late dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night without fail,&lt;br /&gt;i pray for him to get well soon, i&lt;br /&gt;thank God for saving him,&lt;br /&gt;i look at all the pictures taken after the&lt;br /&gt;accident, hear and watch the video of him&lt;br /&gt;karaoke-ing, hug the pooh (gift from him)&lt;br /&gt;and never fail to stop sheding tears.&lt;br /&gt;That was all that i could do.&lt;br /&gt;Been having a hard time closing&lt;br /&gt;my eyes to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hurting to leave him all alone&lt;br /&gt;in his ward. Its even more hurting&lt;br /&gt;to see him in that state. Lips has two&lt;br /&gt;stitches while his chin has four. Both&lt;br /&gt;legs full of abrasions. I hate the driver&lt;br /&gt;for being blind and collided with Honeyy.&lt;br /&gt;We all know it well that Honeyy hasnt&lt;br /&gt;done any wrong. He wasnt speeding,&lt;br /&gt;he was just going straight and there&lt;br /&gt;the inconsiderate driver went into his&lt;br /&gt;lane. And now, the one suffering all&lt;br /&gt;those injuries is Honeyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;it truly hurts to see you that way.&lt;br /&gt;The way u suck your drink through the&lt;br /&gt;flexible straw, the way u slowly bring the&lt;br /&gt;spoon to your mouth, the way u eat your&lt;br /&gt;meals, the way you walk and the way you&lt;br /&gt;struggling with your pain.&lt;br /&gt;Ive been praying every moment for&lt;br /&gt;you to get well soon. Ive been thanking&lt;br /&gt;God for saving you baby..&lt;br /&gt;Insyallah you'll recover real soon..&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt want to imagine life without&lt;br /&gt;you baby.. I cant even afford to lose you&lt;br /&gt;one day. Get well soon honeyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tears to accompany my night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-5755961289174013542?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5755961289174013542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=5755961289174013542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/5755961289174013542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/5755961289174013542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/03/1st-march-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-8327328528417266051</id><published>2009-02-13T04:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T04:35:17.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its amazing how mouth to mouth&lt;br /&gt;can tell different stories..&lt;br /&gt;people will just make stories&lt;br /&gt;up especially when you are just&lt;br /&gt;being happy yourself.&lt;br /&gt;why must human beings be that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i was upset with all&lt;br /&gt;those things. but thinking again,&lt;br /&gt;i cant be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;so be it with whatever people&lt;br /&gt;want to say about me..&lt;br /&gt;as long as i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, ive got my loved&lt;br /&gt;ones around me especially honeyy.&lt;br /&gt;love will b there when i am in need,&lt;br /&gt;both ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am thankful&lt;br /&gt;that there is always someone out&lt;br /&gt;there that i can turn to whenever&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im all alone by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to honeyy,&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not telling u that&lt;br /&gt;im going online.&lt;br /&gt;i cant close my eyes to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;so i go on blogging.&lt;br /&gt;but i will go off to bed real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to serine,&lt;br /&gt;please take care of yourself babe.&lt;br /&gt;don't over drink and get drunk,&lt;br /&gt;not remembering a thing ya..&lt;br /&gt;i will see you real soon.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your trip~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so be it.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-6632243930877992757</id><published>2009-02-05T06:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T06:23:49.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't know why&lt;br /&gt;she keep picking on me lately.&lt;br /&gt;and im sick and tired of all those&lt;br /&gt;scoldings and never-ending-naggings.&lt;br /&gt;why me?&lt;br /&gt;its already 620 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to have my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;can't i?&lt;br /&gt;i am really being so&lt;br /&gt;e m o t i o n a l&lt;br /&gt;right now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times i feel as if i am&lt;br /&gt;the only one that got more&lt;br /&gt;and more scoldings from her.&lt;br /&gt;i may be the eldest,&lt;br /&gt;but that doesnt mean i must&lt;br /&gt;bear all the naggings.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like crying badly now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll just cry myself to sleep.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-6632243930877992757?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6632243930877992757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=6632243930877992757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/6632243930877992757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/6632243930877992757'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;my secondary schoolmates.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;everything happened too fast.&lt;br /&gt;time just keep flying without&lt;br /&gt;even you realising it!&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i last graduated from Springfield&lt;br /&gt;was like three years ago.&lt;br /&gt;that was when i was about 16.&lt;br /&gt;and now im twenty this year!&lt;br /&gt;ohh God~&lt;br /&gt;its too fast to be true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted with a few of them.&lt;br /&gt;some already started working,&lt;br /&gt;some graduating just like me,&lt;br /&gt;some completing NS soon and&lt;br /&gt;some even can't stop talking&lt;br /&gt;about those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stop smilling myself infront&lt;br /&gt;of the laptop. i seriously cant.&lt;br /&gt;however, i really do miss those times.&lt;br /&gt;but certain things are not meant to&lt;br /&gt;be remembered, like those fooling days&lt;br /&gt;of mine. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;to ANIS RIFDIE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is specially for you.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;sengaje nak kacau kau ajek..&lt;br /&gt;bole?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;erm.. i guess you just have to take it&lt;br /&gt;s l o w . .&lt;br /&gt;be friends with her and then start to&lt;br /&gt;get a lil closer to her.&lt;br /&gt;things will change if she meant to be yours.&lt;br /&gt;but dont ever try to rush things through.&lt;br /&gt;i know it well you wont.&lt;br /&gt;at times you just have to be&lt;br /&gt;patient.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to see that girl!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;its been sometimes right?&lt;br /&gt;ok lar, i better stop all this.&lt;br /&gt;just wishing you all the best&lt;br /&gt;and may u succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;im seriously missing those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honeyy,&lt;br /&gt;please be patient too..&lt;br /&gt;i will accompany you tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;thats for sure.&lt;br /&gt;you musnt rush things.&lt;br /&gt;you know it well what happened the other&lt;br /&gt;time when you really wanted to down that&lt;br /&gt;stupid Wave.&lt;br /&gt;now that you are going to down a Spec3,&lt;br /&gt;i hope you will be more patient ya.&lt;br /&gt;and yeahh~&lt;br /&gt;i can stop riding on my own.&lt;br /&gt;i can start being your pillion&lt;br /&gt;once again.&lt;br /&gt;wuhoO~&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,&lt;br /&gt;im late for something.&lt;br /&gt;i better be out for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;every single thing&lt;br /&gt;seems to happen too fast.&lt;br /&gt;and now its already February.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-4664736467580447427?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-2508723374431343540</id><published>2009-01-30T05:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T05:45:33.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am feeling so lethargic&lt;br /&gt;right now, at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;tired of sheding endless tears.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the malay series that i&lt;br /&gt;have been watching&lt;br /&gt;snce this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;and now the clock is showing 5:37 am.&lt;br /&gt;and i am still watching it.&lt;br /&gt;now putting it to a pause.&lt;br /&gt;soon, i will go off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remembered clearly&lt;br /&gt;the first time i watched&lt;br /&gt;the malay series,&lt;br /&gt;"Laila Majnun" .&lt;br /&gt;that was in Kuala Lumpur,&lt;br /&gt;in the Grand Continential&lt;br /&gt;that my Tjs and I stayed in.&lt;br /&gt;that was when we&lt;br /&gt;started watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i have got no malaysia&lt;br /&gt;channel or anything like that,&lt;br /&gt;i watched it through&lt;br /&gt;youtube.&lt;br /&gt;watch it guys..&lt;br /&gt;i gurantee you all that its a good show.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stop crying watching it&lt;br /&gt;episode by episode.&lt;br /&gt;it really touch people's hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a show whereby this girl grows up&lt;br /&gt;with a bad past of hers but still she&lt;br /&gt;is being very strong facing it all.&lt;br /&gt;i truly envy her character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;i will continue watching it and&lt;br /&gt;then off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you badly baby.&lt;br /&gt;super four is on its way~&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-453880736800066829</id><published>2009-01-26T11:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:41:16.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H a p p y&lt;br /&gt;N e w&lt;br /&gt;Y e a r&lt;br /&gt;t o&lt;br /&gt;e v e r y o n e !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant go on blogging lately&lt;br /&gt;due to some technical fault.&lt;br /&gt;however, let me just update&lt;br /&gt;a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year, i had a fantastic&lt;br /&gt;time with some of my TJs.&lt;br /&gt;it was a trip to kuala lumpur&lt;br /&gt;and pulai springs resort.&lt;br /&gt;it was a drive-up by honeyy..&lt;br /&gt;the trip was superb that im loss&lt;br /&gt;for words now.&lt;br /&gt;just check out my multiply for&lt;br /&gt;all photos taken.&lt;br /&gt;camwhoring was like every moment!&lt;br /&gt;im looking forward to&lt;br /&gt;more overseas trips.&lt;br /&gt;wuhoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has started few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;but i only started it&lt;br /&gt;on my own way&lt;br /&gt;recently. i am not sure why and i would&lt;br /&gt;not want to know whats the reason.&lt;br /&gt;but after getting a very&lt;br /&gt;good scolding from mama,&lt;br /&gt;i realised i just need to get&lt;br /&gt;up from my lazy ass&lt;br /&gt;and get started and buck up.&lt;br /&gt;its a few more weeks to go and&lt;br /&gt;then to&lt;br /&gt;g r a d u a t i o n !&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a step closer for me and honeyy.&lt;br /&gt;there's more to come..&lt;br /&gt;but preparation would not be that easy.&lt;br /&gt;may Allah bless our relationship and&lt;br /&gt;hopefully things will go in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;insya'allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm blank for words.&lt;br /&gt;will update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out my multiply.&lt;br /&gt;i've uploaded quite a number of albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;im loving it!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-453880736800066829?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/453880736800066829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=453880736800066829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/453880736800066829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/453880736800066829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-of-all-h-p-p-y-n-e-w-y-e-r-t-o-e.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-6520939419654059765</id><published>2008-12-20T13:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T13:33:06.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ive been too busy lately.&lt;br /&gt;its school holidays,&lt;br /&gt;but im too busy working.&lt;br /&gt;working hard for much more&lt;br /&gt;upcoming outings, events and occasions.&lt;br /&gt;insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a day away from my getaway.&lt;br /&gt;very first trip with tjs that was&lt;br /&gt;being well-planned by loves.&lt;br /&gt;especially honeyy.&lt;br /&gt;and the planning process&lt;br /&gt;wasnt great ok.&lt;br /&gt;we had to go through arguments,&lt;br /&gt;misunderstandings&lt;br /&gt;and stuffs like that. its u g l y !&lt;br /&gt;but thank god, everything has&lt;br /&gt;been well planned.&lt;br /&gt;now we just have to wait for the big day!&lt;br /&gt;w u h o o ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, ive been wanting to have a&lt;br /&gt;i-phone! but the price really&lt;br /&gt;gonna kill me!!&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;ive been changing phones lately.&lt;br /&gt;my phone got wet in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;when i was riding in heavy rain&lt;br /&gt;one day. and it just got spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;sobsob.&lt;br /&gt;stoopid me for not wanting to&lt;br /&gt;stop by the side. and sh*t happens.&lt;br /&gt;and i really need to get a new phone&lt;br /&gt;after i come back from KL.&lt;br /&gt;and honeyy promised to get me&lt;br /&gt;a N95. but the cost is a bomb too.&lt;br /&gt;haha. maybe i will just change my mind&lt;br /&gt;to get something cheaper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im done with all that.&lt;br /&gt;after this i gotta pack my bag for the&lt;br /&gt;trip and then i gotta siap2&lt;br /&gt;to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;come on, its a saturday!&lt;br /&gt;but still, i got to work.&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;what a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to rusydi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;H a p p y&lt;br /&gt;A d v a n c e&lt;br /&gt;B i r t h d a y&lt;br /&gt;B r o !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;we wont be here to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;it with you.&lt;br /&gt;but trust me, we gonna&lt;br /&gt;bottoms up&lt;br /&gt;just for you on your big day! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to kl troopers,&lt;br /&gt;its a day away.&lt;br /&gt;and i really cant wait for it all!&lt;br /&gt;we have planned so far,&lt;br /&gt;please do &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping till we drop.&lt;br /&gt;makan-makan till we drop.&lt;br /&gt;and anything that can be&lt;br /&gt;done to drop us.&lt;br /&gt;nonsense me! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to babyboy,&lt;br /&gt;i wont be able to ride u for a week baby.&lt;br /&gt;so please behave yourself when im not&lt;br /&gt;around and please do not be mad at me&lt;br /&gt;for doing so ok?&lt;br /&gt;i dont want anything to happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will miss home.&lt;/em&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/37118184-6520939419654059765?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6520939419654059765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=6520939419654059765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/6520939419654059765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/6520939419654059765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-been-too-busy-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-3677699323487459837</id><published>2008-12-13T03:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T03:38:07.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first of all,&lt;br /&gt;i would like to&lt;br /&gt;a p o l o g i z e&lt;br /&gt;to honeyy for not&lt;br /&gt;saying that i will be online.&lt;br /&gt;i just cant close my eyes to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to blog and i promise&lt;br /&gt;i will force myself to sleep after all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way,&lt;br /&gt;ive not been feeling well lately.&lt;br /&gt;and i HATE to fall sick!&lt;br /&gt;whenever i fall sick, it always&lt;br /&gt;going to be bad.&lt;br /&gt;having bad sorethroat, bad voice,&lt;br /&gt;bad fever, bad cough and bad running nose.&lt;br /&gt;so bad that i feel so worst.&lt;br /&gt;ugh!&lt;br /&gt;thought of going to visit the doctor to&lt;br /&gt;get some medicine.&lt;br /&gt;but thinking again, why should i?&lt;br /&gt;time will just heal.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes!&lt;br /&gt;9 more days to KL trip with TJs!&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for that.&lt;br /&gt;to those who are not going,&lt;br /&gt;please pray that we'll go and come&lt;br /&gt;back safely ya..&lt;br /&gt;we'll not forget to grab something for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;to fizah, its ok about backing out.&lt;br /&gt;we truly understand.&lt;br /&gt;maybe some other time ya..&lt;br /&gt;no worries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one more thing,&lt;br /&gt;being a lady rider seems to be&lt;br /&gt;a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;when friends are around,&lt;br /&gt;they will take really good care&lt;br /&gt;about us girls. some will be infront&lt;br /&gt;and some at the back, just to escort you.&lt;br /&gt;they will help to "block" the traffic just to&lt;br /&gt;let you lane change. they will horn other&lt;br /&gt;inconsiderate drivers just for you.&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;honeyy do that too.&lt;br /&gt;he loves protecting me!&lt;br /&gt;a lot of times, he just horn at&lt;br /&gt;those foreign workers on the pick-up&lt;br /&gt;for looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;and a lot of times, he gets angry at those&lt;br /&gt;inconsiderate drivers for&lt;br /&gt;putting me in a danger spot.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i just love riding!&lt;br /&gt;and mama keep scolding me for&lt;br /&gt;not being able to stay at home since&lt;br /&gt;the day i started riding.&lt;br /&gt;sorry mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honeyy going melaka later.&lt;br /&gt;and im dead sure i will be&lt;br /&gt;missing you like hell baby!&lt;br /&gt;but its ok, i will just keep myself&lt;br /&gt;busy so i wont be feeling so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;i will pray for ur safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times like this that i appreciate him more.&lt;br /&gt;i do realise that.&lt;br /&gt;hmph!&lt;br /&gt;when he's around, we keep having&lt;br /&gt;problems with each other.&lt;br /&gt;keep having issues about everything.&lt;br /&gt;but when he's going far away from me,&lt;br /&gt;i got emotional myself at times.&lt;br /&gt;holding back my tears now.&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang, im sorry for all the misunderstandings&lt;br /&gt;and arguments lately. it seems that&lt;br /&gt;we always cant agree to&lt;br /&gt;some things and that will then&lt;br /&gt;be a sparkle to arguments.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry to hurt you in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;however, im trying to be a better girl.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;im truly in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;l o v e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;with you baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i remembered the day when&lt;br /&gt;we spent some time together.&lt;br /&gt;we joked and laughed together&lt;br /&gt;ike nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;and then i realised we have not&lt;br /&gt;done that for so long.&lt;br /&gt;how i miss those things.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;by the way, enjoy your trip there.&lt;br /&gt;i will be waiting for your comeback.&lt;br /&gt;takecare honeyy.&lt;br /&gt;love and miss eu!&lt;br /&gt;ok im done with blogging. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will be forcing myself to sleep soon! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im working at 7! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ugh. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;looking forward to KL trip!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-3677699323487459837?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3677699323487459837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This special entry is for all&lt;br /&gt;my dearest TJs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever someone asks me&lt;br /&gt;how we actually met and started&lt;br /&gt;this out, i smiled.&lt;br /&gt;i smiled thinking how amazing&lt;br /&gt;we actually met. its just&lt;br /&gt;a miracle. its just something&lt;br /&gt;that no one could ever imagine.&lt;br /&gt;started out with collegues, friend's&lt;br /&gt;bestfriend, friend's bestfriend's&lt;br /&gt;cousin, friend's friend, friend's friend's&lt;br /&gt;friend and so on.&lt;br /&gt;thats how it all started.&lt;br /&gt;confused?&lt;br /&gt;well, we came from everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;we are not a group or a gang or anything.&lt;br /&gt;we are just a group of friends from every&lt;br /&gt;little part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love thinking that ive got friends&lt;br /&gt;out there that really cares and will&lt;br /&gt;always be there when you are in need.&lt;br /&gt;they never fail to put a smile on ur face.&lt;br /&gt;and you will get scolded for doing&lt;br /&gt;anything stupid.&lt;br /&gt;only true friends do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love guys from A to Z.&lt;br /&gt;thats for sure.&lt;br /&gt;we have been through alots.&lt;br /&gt;and i really mean it when i say&lt;br /&gt;A L O T S . .&lt;br /&gt;we went through both ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;good and bad, sunshine and rain.&lt;br /&gt;we are still here holding&lt;br /&gt;strong to one another.&lt;br /&gt;Yes!&lt;br /&gt;be it arguments, conflicts, disputes,&lt;br /&gt;misunderstanding, miscommunication&lt;br /&gt;and whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;we have been through it all.&lt;br /&gt;but still here we are standing tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 october was set aside just for them.&lt;br /&gt;all agreed to be angels that very day.&lt;br /&gt;soo white and soo pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started at azie's place and off to ajip's sis'.&lt;br /&gt;and den rain started pouring like it never&lt;br /&gt;gonna stop but sill we carried on.&lt;br /&gt;till when the rain started soo heavily,&lt;br /&gt;everyone stopped at the rain shelter.&lt;br /&gt;everyone still in drench, but i can clearly&lt;br /&gt;see how cheerful they were.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed myself as much.&lt;br /&gt;as the rain started to slowly drop,&lt;br /&gt;we continued to ajip's dad's place&lt;br /&gt;in eunos den off to mine in siglap.&lt;br /&gt;and rain started raining heavily again.&lt;br /&gt;so everyone decided to stay a little longer&lt;br /&gt;at my place before heading to aim's place&lt;br /&gt;in bedok reservoir. next to rusyhdi's in sengkang&lt;br /&gt;and den off back to fizah's sis'in bedok north&lt;br /&gt;and den to kat's at tampines.&lt;br /&gt;last place was simei. but still, there were 3houses.&lt;br /&gt;wan's, din's and honeyy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as usual, honeyy's place will be the&lt;br /&gt;p e r f e c t&lt;br /&gt;place for seeking forgiveness from one another.&lt;br /&gt;this year was a little bit different&lt;br /&gt;from last year.&lt;br /&gt;since serine is the eldest among us,&lt;br /&gt;she was asked to sit and so that&lt;br /&gt;all those younger ones could go up&lt;br /&gt;to her and ask for forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;and yar, of course i started crying even&lt;br /&gt;before i start saying a word.&lt;br /&gt;but i felt like an achievement when i&lt;br /&gt;realised that i could actually ask for&lt;br /&gt;forgiveness clearly to the others.&lt;br /&gt;im really thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeking-for-forgiveness session has&lt;br /&gt;always been a sobre one of course.&lt;br /&gt;a mix emotions of happy and sad and touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, our day completed&lt;br /&gt;with fun, smiles, laughter and joy.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting dozens of camwhoring!&lt;br /&gt;every little thing that we do, for sure&lt;br /&gt;there will be a flash. or maybe i should&lt;br /&gt;say flashes. and i felt so so like a&lt;br /&gt;s u p e r s t a r.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im done with that entry.&lt;br /&gt;so, let me say a few words to&lt;br /&gt;everyone of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honeyy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you more than words&lt;br /&gt;could ever say b.. we have been&lt;br /&gt;through alot together. both ups and&lt;br /&gt;downs, you were there for me. and i never&lt;br /&gt;afraid to shed tears, knowing that you will&lt;br /&gt;wipe it for me and then hug me tight&lt;br /&gt;to make me feel better. thanks for all those&lt;br /&gt;sacrifices that you have done for me. i am not&lt;br /&gt;sure how to repay all your kindness. but i am pretty&lt;br /&gt;sure Allah is there to bless you honeyy.&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing much for me to say to you&lt;br /&gt;now cos you perfectly know how&lt;br /&gt;much i care and love you.&lt;br /&gt;i really look forward to be with you forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serine,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you are the one that i comfortly confide in.&lt;br /&gt;cos i know that you will never blame me&lt;br /&gt;even if im at fault. and you always stand&lt;br /&gt;up for my rights. rest assured, i will never forget&lt;br /&gt;all those things that u have done.&lt;br /&gt;i love you babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Din,&lt;br /&gt;knowing you has been great. i remembered&lt;br /&gt;sharing problems with you when i got fcuked&lt;br /&gt;for no stupid reasons i thought. but when i think&lt;br /&gt;again, i realise that you are the only one (besides yan)&lt;br /&gt;who talks things into one's head and make them feel&lt;br /&gt;soo bad and that they realise their mistakes and stuffs&lt;br /&gt;like that. btw, i never say this to you, but i love you bro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kat,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we might not be as close. but sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;i do love you. and i know at times or maybe&lt;br /&gt;most of the times, we have misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;each other. but i know that those anger&lt;br /&gt;in our ownselves come and go. so, smile! maybe&lt;br /&gt;we need a little bit more time to get to know&lt;br /&gt;a little bit more about each other. only then&lt;br /&gt;we'll understand each other better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Aim,&lt;br /&gt;you seldom come down for lepak-ing or&lt;br /&gt;gathering. but i can see the difference in you from&lt;br /&gt;last raya and this year. so much difference! you are&lt;br /&gt;more rowdy now! haha. keep it up! do join us often ya.&lt;br /&gt;btw, take good care of kat. if you need someone to talk to,&lt;br /&gt;you can call anyone of us up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Razif,&lt;br /&gt;you are the only one who never fail to put&lt;br /&gt;a smile on everyone's face. and you are the only one&lt;br /&gt;who seldom show how much you hate or mad. cos you&lt;br /&gt;always smile and laugh and joke around like nobody cares.&lt;br /&gt;but one thing, do share with us if you need to.&lt;br /&gt;cos you just love keeping it all to yourself. and ya, thanks&lt;br /&gt;for always being there for me when i had problems myself.&lt;br /&gt;we were at loss when we lost you. and please, dont ever leave&lt;br /&gt;us again. i love you bro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sheikh,&lt;br /&gt;i do understand the problem that you are facing.&lt;br /&gt;but at times i feel that you need to be a little bit&lt;br /&gt;defiant so that you will have a little freedom.&lt;br /&gt;just a suggestion. anyway, knowing you has been great.&lt;br /&gt;still remember clearly the day when i introduce you&lt;br /&gt;to yan. haha. the day when u shed tears like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;haha. ive seen u grown up maturely bro.&lt;br /&gt;do join us often. btw, u still have not ask for forgiveness!!&lt;br /&gt;we always miss you. love you too bro!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fizah,&lt;br /&gt;things started to get closer between us. and with you around,&lt;br /&gt;the kecoh-ness is unbearable! kecoh giler! haha. well,&lt;br /&gt;love the way u look, happy-go-lucky. but at times you&lt;br /&gt;need to be open and speak up. don't keep it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;its not good. so if you feel troubled, call us up. i never say&lt;br /&gt;this to you but i do love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Azie,&lt;br /&gt;at times i feel that you are a too soft-hearted babe.&lt;br /&gt;don't you worry so much about those little things&lt;br /&gt;cos when that happens, it gonna affect your life badly.&lt;br /&gt;trust me when i say that. i went through that a few times&lt;br /&gt;but i decided to change that mindset. so, think of the&lt;br /&gt;positive side of life whenever you feel that you are down.&lt;br /&gt;i love you even if i didnt tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wan,&lt;br /&gt;TJ is just a group of friends that enjoy lepak-ing, gathering&lt;br /&gt;and stuffs like that. so i hope you don't get any wrong idea ya.&lt;br /&gt;btw, its good to see that you have been together with khai&lt;br /&gt;for quite sometime. we are happy for you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nisa,&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing much for me to say to you.&lt;br /&gt;maybe just this: do call us up whenever you are free ok?&lt;br /&gt;we have yet to catch up with one another. so when you&lt;br /&gt;think that you wanna meet up or lepak or sth, just beep&lt;br /&gt;anyone up. btw, i do miss lepak-ing with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rafi,&lt;br /&gt;i can call you chipsmore anytime i want. cos u have always&lt;br /&gt;been missing and nowhere to be seen. find sometime to spend&lt;br /&gt;a little more time with us ya! and please take good care of nisa!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that's about all. i don't think i miss out anyone.&lt;br /&gt;if i do, please tell me! haha. i love you guys so much that&lt;br /&gt;im lost right now. so blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;till we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry guys..&lt;br /&gt;photos will be uploaded &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very very soon. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.my apologies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-6635524786596790803</id><published>2008-10-04T06:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:35:18.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya&lt;br /&gt;Maaf Zahir dan Batin&lt;br /&gt;to all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally im here&lt;br /&gt;blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;its been such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya this year&lt;br /&gt;doesn't seem like other&lt;br /&gt;past years.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why but it&lt;br /&gt;seems so different.&lt;br /&gt;but hopefully, things will get&lt;br /&gt;well real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of Raya, as per normal,&lt;br /&gt;asking-for-forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;has always been the most&lt;br /&gt;h a r d e s t&lt;br /&gt;part.&lt;br /&gt;well, its a simple thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;but at times, it&lt;br /&gt;touches one's heart.&lt;br /&gt;like me.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;well, getting down on my knees,&lt;br /&gt;holding my parent's hand and ask&lt;br /&gt;them for forgiveness do make&lt;br /&gt;me shed tears.&lt;br /&gt;emotions then&lt;br /&gt;started to strike!&lt;br /&gt;phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;i know there are more things&lt;br /&gt;to come that both me and&lt;br /&gt;honeyy look forward to..&lt;br /&gt;may Allah guides us through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my dear TJs,&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for our&lt;br /&gt;Raya outing!&lt;br /&gt;for those who have cameras,&lt;br /&gt;p l e a s e&lt;br /&gt;do not forget to bring&lt;br /&gt;them along. and please make&lt;br /&gt;sure that all photos&lt;br /&gt;taken are well kept, and not&lt;br /&gt;lost somewhere. alright?&lt;br /&gt;(especially to Sheikh) haha.&lt;br /&gt;kk, hopefully i will be able to&lt;br /&gt;ask for forgivess with a sane&lt;br /&gt;mind this year.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klar, i got to go for now.&lt;br /&gt;will update when ive got the time.&lt;br /&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/37118184-6635524786596790803?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6635524786596790803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=6635524786596790803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/6635524786596790803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/6635524786596790803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya-maaf-zahir-dan-batin.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-8928340429767517146</id><published>2008-09-13T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T16:19:09.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12-09-2008, friday&lt;br /&gt;born of a babyboy.&lt;br /&gt;alhamdullilah, he's healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is saturday.&lt;br /&gt;i do really really hope that its not&lt;br /&gt;going to be like the previous saturdayS!&lt;br /&gt;saturday has been a boring day lately.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;but it seems that way especially&lt;br /&gt;when everyone thinks of no plans.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TJ will be having outing to&lt;br /&gt;bazaar Geylang today after&lt;br /&gt;break-fasting.&lt;br /&gt;its been sometimes since we last&lt;br /&gt;had our gathering.&lt;br /&gt;miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;see y'all tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally exams are over!&lt;br /&gt;school will resume on 13 Oct.&lt;br /&gt;a few more months before i&lt;br /&gt;wave goodbye to ite simei.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wish to stay any longer there.&lt;br /&gt;just need to study hard, pass all my&lt;br /&gt;papers and grab my cert and thats&lt;br /&gt;about all.&lt;br /&gt;there musnt be any debar or fail.&lt;br /&gt;or else, there will be no engagement for me!&lt;br /&gt;ughh.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now is already the 13th day of fasting.&lt;br /&gt;time flies too fast lately.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to my BIG day very soon.&lt;br /&gt;will update again about that.&lt;br /&gt;its nearly the mid month of Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;Syawal will be here soon.&lt;br /&gt;still ive not decided what colour to&lt;br /&gt;wear this year with my family.&lt;br /&gt;usually i will be the one deciding on&lt;br /&gt;the colour and then mama will go around&lt;br /&gt;looking for it and stuffs like that.&lt;br /&gt;i am being so fickle minded right now.&lt;br /&gt;red or white?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;mama says red looks quite good&lt;br /&gt;and white is common.&lt;br /&gt;but the problem is,&lt;br /&gt;will my brother agree to that?&lt;br /&gt;and if he doesnt, mama thinks of&lt;br /&gt;the ladies wearing red while the guys&lt;br /&gt;wear white.&lt;br /&gt;loyalty to our country.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;but both me and Honeyy had decided&lt;br /&gt;on red for our couple set.&lt;br /&gt;there is a reason for that.&lt;br /&gt;last year with Tjs was black.&lt;br /&gt;it will be white this year.&lt;br /&gt;*why must it be red and white?*&lt;br /&gt;w e i r d&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;our group photo looks pretty&lt;br /&gt;especially with everyone wearing&lt;br /&gt;the same colour. wuhoo!&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for this year.&lt;br /&gt;anyone with camera, please&lt;br /&gt;make sure that ALL photos&lt;br /&gt;are intact and not gonna get lost&lt;br /&gt;anytime soon alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;* thanks Sheikh for losing&lt;br /&gt;all our pics! * haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok ok.&lt;br /&gt;im totally blank right now.&lt;br /&gt;honeyy is still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;his mama and sisters just went&lt;br /&gt;out to his grandpa's place.&lt;br /&gt;now i have to wake him up&lt;br /&gt;and off we go to nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will update both multiply&lt;br /&gt;and blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-8795311518245252771</id><published>2008-08-12T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T18:33:26.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was browsing all those things&lt;br /&gt;when i realised tears are rolling.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't hold them back.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;im being too emotional lately.&lt;br /&gt;these tears just love to&lt;br /&gt;go out of control.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, nothing was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;stoopid me!&lt;br /&gt;crying for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only God knows how i am feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n only close friends and loved&lt;br /&gt;ones know how emotional i can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered last year Raya.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;it was at honeyy's place.&lt;br /&gt;something happened the day before&lt;br /&gt;so i remained silent for that few hours.&lt;br /&gt;not wanting to speak to anyone,&lt;br /&gt;i just stared hard at the TV.&lt;br /&gt;and then came Din stretching his&lt;br /&gt;right hand to hold mine and says,&lt;br /&gt;"Kakak, aku mintak..."&lt;br /&gt;tears already started pouring heavily.&lt;br /&gt;i can't control it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;the 'asking-for-forgiveness-sesion'&lt;br /&gt;then start.&lt;br /&gt;ugh!&lt;br /&gt;just cant stop shedding tears&lt;br /&gt;from the start&lt;br /&gt;till the end.&lt;br /&gt;especially when its time to&lt;br /&gt;ask for forgiveness from honey.&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to ask&lt;br /&gt;forgiveness from everyone,&lt;br /&gt;as i am the youngest.&lt;br /&gt;but with that emotion of mine,&lt;br /&gt;dearest friends have to come up&lt;br /&gt;to me and ask.&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys!&lt;br /&gt;il try and do it this year alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying about Raya,&lt;br /&gt;less than a month to&lt;br /&gt;our fasting month, Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;how fast time flies.&lt;br /&gt;at times how i wish i could turn&lt;br /&gt;back time&lt;br /&gt;but at times i wish not to&lt;br /&gt;turn back those past and just&lt;br /&gt;get going with life.&lt;br /&gt;in few years to come,&lt;br /&gt;il be celebrating it&lt;br /&gt;with honeyy and kids and family.&lt;br /&gt;how cool that is?&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for that.&lt;br /&gt;if nothing holds us back,&lt;br /&gt;we'll get engaged very soon.&lt;br /&gt;will update the news again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;when will school gonna end?&lt;br /&gt;its less than a year now for&lt;br /&gt;g r a d u a t i o n&lt;br /&gt;but still, im not getting any better.&lt;br /&gt;just hope to graduate fast&lt;br /&gt;and not continue with studies.&lt;br /&gt;but at times, i wish to continue&lt;br /&gt;my studies in ACCA.&lt;br /&gt;an accounting school.&lt;br /&gt;just to be a certified accountant.&lt;br /&gt;i love that module but i there are&lt;br /&gt;things that i need to take note of.&lt;br /&gt;there are always nad and good points.&lt;br /&gt;both pros and cons.&lt;br /&gt;may i succeed in whatever i&lt;br /&gt;do in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been surfing the&lt;br /&gt;net for too long.&lt;br /&gt;as normal, ive not yet taken&lt;br /&gt;my shower. will do so in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honeyy, i love u more than&lt;br /&gt;words could ever say..&lt;br /&gt;the past will always be a history.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even wish to bring it back.&lt;br /&gt;all i wish to do now is to&lt;br /&gt;look forward having a&lt;br /&gt;happy and blissful life with you.&lt;br /&gt;this relationship has taught me&lt;br /&gt;lots of things.&lt;br /&gt;i was hurt enough in the past.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't blame life for that.&lt;br /&gt;things always go around.&lt;br /&gt;what goes around comes around.&lt;br /&gt;and only God knows when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here then.&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;n e e d&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;have&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;shower&lt;br /&gt;N O W!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ honeyy, can i ask for more?&lt;/em&gt; ~&lt;br /&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/37118184-8795311518245252771?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8795311518245252771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=8795311518245252771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8795311518245252771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8795311518245252771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-was-browsing-all-those-things-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-1333727556177407233</id><published>2008-08-08T12:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T12:59:57.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bored.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;now at pandan loop,&lt;br /&gt;accompanying honeyy to&lt;br /&gt;car servicing.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go shopping&lt;br /&gt;but he insisted that we have&lt;br /&gt;to wait till the service is over.&lt;br /&gt;that means i need to wait&lt;br /&gt;2more hours before i can&lt;br /&gt;go shopping?&lt;br /&gt;ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok never mind then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its been a long long time&lt;br /&gt;since i last posted anything.&lt;br /&gt;so many things happened.&lt;br /&gt;but not in the mood to post it all.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what my dearest friends.&lt;br /&gt;ajip will be in hometown today!&lt;br /&gt;yippee!!&lt;br /&gt;we really miss you bro..&lt;br /&gt;do call us up when you're out.&lt;br /&gt;we have been waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;till here then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*shopping mood*&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/37118184-1333727556177407233?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1333727556177407233/comments/default' title='Post 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align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;C O N G R A T U L A T I O N S&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;M  U  H  A  M  M  A  D&lt;br /&gt;R A Z I F&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;br /&gt;passing&lt;br /&gt;his 2B&lt;br /&gt;license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;things just went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;we wish him all the best in&lt;br /&gt;whatever he do.&lt;br /&gt;we will be here waiting&lt;br /&gt;till its all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got the sms from&lt;br /&gt;kat, i was loss without words.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt control that emotion&lt;br /&gt;of mine and gave her a call&lt;br /&gt;soon after that.&lt;br /&gt;tears just welled up&lt;br /&gt;during rides home.&lt;br /&gt;how could that happen?&lt;br /&gt;blank.&lt;br /&gt;no one knows the right answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, all the best to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losing a great friend is&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;but everthing that happens&lt;br /&gt;have its own reasons.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe that's why&lt;br /&gt;for the first TP,&lt;br /&gt;he forgot his IC.&lt;br /&gt;GOD has already planned&lt;br /&gt;the best for us.&lt;br /&gt;Insyallah he will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my other TJs,&lt;br /&gt;lets not dwell on things like this.&lt;br /&gt;i understand and pretty&lt;br /&gt;sad too that we lost a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;he will be back soon before we realise.&lt;br /&gt;40 days? it sounds longer to him&lt;br /&gt;than we thought it is.&lt;br /&gt;but lets pray that he will be fine&lt;br /&gt;and that he learn his lesson.&lt;br /&gt;its just a lesson for him&lt;br /&gt;to be learnt.&lt;br /&gt;once he's back, we'll go for another&lt;br /&gt;group outing alright??&lt;br /&gt;maybe sentosa like what he has&lt;br /&gt;planned fo us the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;memories always stay.&lt;br /&gt;we gonna miss you AJIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;things always happen for a reason.&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/37118184-652248283070485765?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/652248283070485765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=652248283070485765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/652248283070485765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/652248283070485765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/07/c-o-n-g-r-t-u-l-t-i-o-n-s-to-m-u-h-m-m.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-5237720730299977435</id><published>2008-07-09T18:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:54:36.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;H a p p y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;2 0  t h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;B  i  r  t  h  d  a  y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;t o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;H o n e y y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;again !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-5237720730299977435?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5237720730299977435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=5237720730299977435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/5237720730299977435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/5237720730299977435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/07/h-p-p-y-2-0-t-h-b-i-r-t-h-d-y-t-o-h-o-n.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-7442823624282481001</id><published>2008-07-09T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:53:13.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its been a long long time again&lt;br /&gt;since i last logged in and blog.&lt;br /&gt;guess its time for me to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally school's holiday is over!&lt;br /&gt;can i not say goodbye to that?&lt;br /&gt;when will school just gonna end?&lt;br /&gt;ughh!!&lt;br /&gt;school just started this week.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i was absent from school&lt;br /&gt;for the first two days.&lt;br /&gt;ive got two days mc!&lt;br /&gt;i am not feeling well!&lt;br /&gt;with sorethroat, running nose,&lt;br /&gt;cough and rashes, i cant do much.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i fall sick, i tend to&lt;br /&gt;rest and sleep. cos i am just&lt;br /&gt;too weak to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;even if i do, i feel lethargic&lt;br /&gt;too soon.&lt;br /&gt;ugh!&lt;br /&gt;went to school today and&lt;br /&gt;there's so much for me to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;having exam for my costing&lt;br /&gt;tommorrow!&lt;br /&gt;can i say no?&lt;br /&gt;having to study both costing&lt;br /&gt;and accounting, really drive me&lt;br /&gt;c r a z y ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me update on some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all,&lt;br /&gt;honey passed his class 3 license&lt;br /&gt;3weeks back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly,&lt;br /&gt;he got into an accident last&lt;br /&gt;2weeks just before&lt;br /&gt;meeting me up and he ended&lt;br /&gt;up not going for his class 2A TP&lt;br /&gt;the next very day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;accompanied honeyy and clan&lt;br /&gt;to Pasir Gudang.&lt;br /&gt;he had to wear a bandage around&lt;br /&gt;his ugly wounds just before wearing&lt;br /&gt;his racing suit and boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many outings i had&lt;br /&gt;during the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;too many to mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but recently, i had sentosa outing&lt;br /&gt;with my jenayah!&lt;br /&gt;we had fun, we had laughter&lt;br /&gt;and we had joy!&lt;br /&gt;view my multiply to see the pics taken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im blank for now.&lt;br /&gt;will update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praying hard that i get well soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-7442823624282481001?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-3934639856424730223</id><published>2008-06-12T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:11:37.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;things were fine on&lt;br /&gt;that very day.&lt;br /&gt;thank god!&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to&lt;br /&gt;beloved friends who were&lt;br /&gt;concerned. some even sms-ed.&lt;br /&gt;but many did ask about that.&lt;br /&gt;thanks peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much tings happened lately.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, few days back,&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday night..&lt;br /&gt;i had a bad experience&lt;br /&gt;at one of the fast food&lt;br /&gt;restaurant. thanks to the&lt;br /&gt;stupid manager! i will be&lt;br /&gt;complaining it to the above authority&lt;br /&gt;after this. that's for sure!&lt;br /&gt;how can she be so rude towards&lt;br /&gt;a customer?&lt;br /&gt;isn't a customer is always right?&lt;br /&gt;the manager totally have no rights&lt;br /&gt;to shout at a customer!&lt;br /&gt;its a long story but&lt;br /&gt;let me cut it short.&lt;br /&gt;the manager initially was angry&lt;br /&gt;with the riders and since i was&lt;br /&gt;there, i got shouted for no&lt;br /&gt;fcuking reason.&lt;br /&gt;a complain is a must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough of that stupid&lt;br /&gt;experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, honeyy had a soccer&lt;br /&gt;session with his bike clan.&lt;br /&gt;and after tat, as usual,&lt;br /&gt;we will be hanging and chilling&lt;br /&gt;out before heading back home.&lt;br /&gt;we were discussing to&lt;br /&gt;go jb that night when a lady&lt;br /&gt;came to us and asked "Can send me&lt;br /&gt;to a nearest hotel?"&lt;br /&gt;everyone looked at each other.&lt;br /&gt;there were 7 of us, im the only girl.&lt;br /&gt;we were like not hearing the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;bt really, she was having some problems&lt;br /&gt;with her husband and just need time&lt;br /&gt;on her own.&lt;br /&gt;well, that was not her first time.&lt;br /&gt;she did that many times.&lt;br /&gt;and so, some of us brought her&lt;br /&gt;around and search for the cheapest&lt;br /&gt;hotel rates for 2nights.&lt;br /&gt;she treated us to beers and cigrattes.&lt;br /&gt;and we hanged around till late&lt;br /&gt;and off we went back home.&lt;br /&gt;she looks young but she is already&lt;br /&gt;married with two children.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, something is not&lt;br /&gt;really right with her mental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was awaken with a loud noise&lt;br /&gt;just now.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i atually cried when having&lt;br /&gt;that stupid nightmares!&lt;br /&gt;why do i keep having nightmares&lt;br /&gt;lately?&lt;br /&gt;is it because i didnt wash my&lt;br /&gt;face and leg and seldom&lt;br /&gt;say prayers before i close my&lt;br /&gt;eyes to sleep and ended up&lt;br /&gt;satan disturbs me!&lt;br /&gt;phew!&lt;br /&gt;i really dont want to&lt;br /&gt;talk about that.&lt;br /&gt;straight after i woke up,&lt;br /&gt;i sms-ed honey.&lt;br /&gt;sorry baby..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many june babies&lt;br /&gt;this year!&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and it came at the wrong&lt;br /&gt;time cos im prety&lt;br /&gt;b r o k e !&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so, to ALL june babies&lt;br /&gt;especially Papa, Brother Dzulboy,&lt;br /&gt;Cousin Aidhil, Uncle Rashid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, let me ask this.&lt;br /&gt;am i not being appreciative?&lt;br /&gt;im totally blank.&lt;br /&gt;people always tend to look at&lt;br /&gt;others' mistakes clearly.&lt;br /&gt;i stopped for a while and&lt;br /&gt;asked myself, am i not being&lt;br /&gt;a p p r e c i a t i v e ?&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt even bother my friends&lt;br /&gt;with all the problems that&lt;br /&gt;i am having.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even bother anyone&lt;br /&gt;wheneva i am feeling low.&lt;br /&gt;so what is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one by one of my beloved&lt;br /&gt;friends started to change.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, one by one is sulking&lt;br /&gt;over little issue.&lt;br /&gt;i know at times i am wrong,&lt;br /&gt;but i did lower down my head,&lt;br /&gt;put my ego aside and apologise.&lt;br /&gt;ya, i am not the only one&lt;br /&gt;having problems.&lt;br /&gt;but the problem now is&lt;br /&gt;i didnt bother my friends&lt;br /&gt;with my own personal problems.&lt;br /&gt;w e i r d .&lt;br /&gt;let them be.&lt;br /&gt;both me and honeyy will be away&lt;br /&gt;one day and we will be sure&lt;br /&gt;to remain silent.&lt;br /&gt;at times its better to&lt;br /&gt;remain silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my beloved friends,&lt;br /&gt;i seldom say this.&lt;br /&gt;but i truly love u guys!&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for being there!&lt;br /&gt;i do really hope our friendship&lt;br /&gt;is like its beginning.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when one by one of us&lt;br /&gt;keep sulking and get mad&lt;br /&gt;at one another.&lt;br /&gt;stop having that ego guys!&lt;br /&gt;get this friendship going&lt;br /&gt;as strong as it can be.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its time for each one&lt;br /&gt;of us to think what good and&lt;br /&gt;bad we have done.&lt;br /&gt;only then, we will&lt;br /&gt;understand this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i love u guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ive got my own problems&lt;br /&gt;to even bother about others.&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/37118184-3934639856424730223?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-6939981802628068090</id><published>2008-06-07T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T16:55:50.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was searching for my wallet&lt;br /&gt;when my handphone beep.&lt;br /&gt;ya, it was him.&lt;br /&gt;never expected him to sms me..&lt;br /&gt;he asked me to check my blog.&lt;br /&gt;so i went reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my amaze, he actually post&lt;br /&gt;e conversation that i typed in msn.&lt;br /&gt;when i typed those things,&lt;br /&gt;he remained quiet.&lt;br /&gt;so, i logged out and&lt;br /&gt;checked on my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed, there was one sms from him.&lt;br /&gt;saying sorry for being rude and wish me&lt;br /&gt;good afternoon. it was an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;if ive read that message earlier, i guess&lt;br /&gt;we wont be arguing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have bin crying since&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;woke up with swollen&lt;br /&gt;eyes and was asked&lt;br /&gt;by mama. i had to lie,&lt;br /&gt;saying that i didnt&lt;br /&gt;have enough sleep&lt;br /&gt;the day before.&lt;br /&gt;but she knew i was lying&lt;br /&gt;and she asked more&lt;br /&gt;but i kept on saying&lt;br /&gt;nothing was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;went to sign in to msn&lt;br /&gt;and started arguing again.&lt;br /&gt;tears keep rolling.&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting and chatting&lt;br /&gt;outside my place.&lt;br /&gt;with those tears rolling,&lt;br /&gt;i cant hide it from my neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;being too emotional, i went&lt;br /&gt;signing out, checked my handphone,&lt;br /&gt;searched for clothes and ironed it.&lt;br /&gt;thought of going out.&lt;br /&gt;called serine up if she got any plans.&lt;br /&gt;meet up will be at somerset mrt at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;thinking again, i dont feel like going out&lt;br /&gt;with anyone, i rather be alone.&lt;br /&gt;so i sms-ed her, telling her that i will&lt;br /&gt;be going out with my mom to&lt;br /&gt;my aunt's place (in fact mama&lt;br /&gt;has already went out hours ago).&lt;br /&gt;i just need time on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry for not&lt;br /&gt;being understanding.&lt;br /&gt;there are more&lt;br /&gt;things for me to learn.&lt;br /&gt;at times like this, i truly need&lt;br /&gt;u by my side.&lt;br /&gt;bt after all those things,&lt;br /&gt;i never want to&lt;br /&gt;put high hopes again.&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry to pressure u&lt;br /&gt;with all my tears.&lt;br /&gt;i will try my best not to&lt;br /&gt;tell u wheneva tears are rolling.&lt;br /&gt;i will try to keep it to myself.&lt;br /&gt;at least i am suffering it all&lt;br /&gt;alone by myself.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go out by now.&lt;br /&gt;but when i received his sms,&lt;br /&gt;here i am reading and blogging.&lt;br /&gt;thought of deleting that&lt;br /&gt;entry that he post,&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i will just leave it.&lt;br /&gt;my make up has been smudged&lt;br /&gt;by these stupid tears of mine.&lt;br /&gt;i should touch up and get going.&lt;br /&gt;for now, i guess i just remain&lt;br /&gt;silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate it this way&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/37118184-6939981802628068090?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6939981802628068090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=6939981802628068090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/6939981802628068090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/6939981802628068090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-was-searching-for-my-wallet-when-my.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-6169734811741956608</id><published>2008-06-07T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:09:44.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIMPLY FOR YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SEpCFhhiSTI/AAAAAAAAABs/okrTlRSwG4Q/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SEpCFhhiSTI/AAAAAAAAABs/okrTlRSwG4Q/s320/Image016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209048581673208114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y do u alwys hv to do tis to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y arent u bein man enuf to tok to me face to face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y cnt u simply put tt ego of urs aside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y do u hv to do al tis to tis relatnshp?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;its our 19mnths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;its indeed our 19th mths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;19mths since e dae we first went out togeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;daes wen i wen to east coast park, marina south w u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;marina south, e place we called tempt nelayan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;where i cried my hart out n open up w u abt my probs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;since day one, we hv bin contactg each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mit up every single dae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;first acident was w u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;everytg was simply too sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;simply too sweet to even get erased easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;den mths later tings started to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;n til nw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;19mths later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tho ups n dwns kip hapenin, we stil togeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i dunoe if its gona end anytym sn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bt i noe, i wudnt wan it to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im stil urs tho nt oficial til tis very date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;alwys tried my bes nt to argue w u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;alwys tried nt to shed tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;alwys tried to undstn u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bt til nw, i stil cnt b a gd gal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i stil i m &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bein over senstive towards every single ting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bein too childish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bein too hot tempered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bein too stoopid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;w al these tears, i cnt explain hw much i love n need u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bt ul nv undtsn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;at tyms wen i need u too badly, n wen u js cudnt b dere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i fil dwn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ure only one i wish to b ryt beside me weneva im filin low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ive gt no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;soo much to be said ryt nw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;w u bein silent, i cnt even blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;its ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i reli hope u find me by either sms or kol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tt wil reli make my dae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im sorie for al those tings ive done to u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bt truly, i cnt live w/o u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love n mish eu nw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im sorie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;&gt;® says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gtg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my 1st tym blogging on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;im sorie.&lt;br /&gt;u mean a whole world to me.&lt;br /&gt;its js been downs for tis rltnshp lately.&lt;br /&gt;blame me.&lt;br /&gt;i know im very egoistic at times.&lt;br /&gt;i js dnt want u to tear up animore b.&lt;br /&gt;basically, i need u.&lt;br /&gt;i need u as much as u need me.&lt;br /&gt;ive put u aside for too long cos im too tired frm work.&lt;br /&gt;i know tts a lame excuse.&lt;br /&gt;i know im nt gd enuf for u.&lt;br /&gt;im always trying.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i am.&lt;br /&gt;do forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;do msg me at my cell.&lt;br /&gt;pls stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;i stil love u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n lastly....&lt;br /&gt;happy 19mths anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;love u baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-yanlovesin-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmX0CMjOL_Q/SEpCFhhiSTI/AAAAAAAAABs/okrTlRSwG4Q/s72-c/Image016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-2422085570211837401</id><published>2008-06-05T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T22:47:44.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, i think i better start speaking&lt;br /&gt;and writing good english. shall i?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;its kinda weird to type out full word&lt;br /&gt;unlike those shortcuts that people use in&lt;br /&gt;normal sms.&lt;br /&gt;w e i r d&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok.&lt;br /&gt;quite a few things to be put up here.&lt;br /&gt;first of all, one more week of school&lt;br /&gt;and then il have time to enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;still looking for a part-time job.&lt;br /&gt;just to fill my time and&lt;br /&gt;make money as well!&lt;br /&gt;but because that im being fussy,&lt;br /&gt;till now im searching!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;should i work or should i not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, ive received a warning&lt;br /&gt;letter from school.&lt;br /&gt;the letter is addressed&lt;br /&gt;to my mom.&lt;br /&gt;thought of just throwing&lt;br /&gt;it away, but&lt;br /&gt;thinking again, i think i&lt;br /&gt;should just let her know.&lt;br /&gt;she knows about my attendance.&lt;br /&gt;but im pretty sure that&lt;br /&gt;she will be shouting&lt;br /&gt;at me sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;i just dont want to her to&lt;br /&gt;go nagging for 3hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my care person renewed my scholarship!&lt;br /&gt;so i will be getting another&lt;br /&gt;$1,200 this year.&lt;br /&gt;i remembered last year clearly.&lt;br /&gt;was awarded scholarship but&lt;br /&gt;i dont really&lt;br /&gt;look forward to it cos im working&lt;br /&gt;hard and my&lt;br /&gt;pay was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;i earn about $350 per week..&lt;br /&gt;it was my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;mama called me up to&lt;br /&gt;collect the cheque at a&lt;br /&gt;nearby community centre..&lt;br /&gt;so just before i go off to work,&lt;br /&gt;i went to collect it&lt;br /&gt;and bank it in. and on that&lt;br /&gt;same day, i remember&lt;br /&gt;i got my one week pay!&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting, the savings&lt;br /&gt;that ive got in my bank!&lt;br /&gt;i WAS rich~&lt;br /&gt;my birthday was superb..&lt;br /&gt;honeyy got me a pink psp&lt;br /&gt;and a rose of ferrero rocher!&lt;br /&gt;since his birthday is&lt;br /&gt;not too far from mine,&lt;br /&gt;ive got him a silver psp too!&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what it gonna&lt;br /&gt;be like this year...&lt;br /&gt;maybe a huge surprise party?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;*dream on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i went blog-hopping.&lt;br /&gt;i came across this blogger..&lt;br /&gt;i used to read hers once&lt;br /&gt;every few months..&lt;br /&gt;so i went to check out whats new.&lt;br /&gt;to my amaze, i saw a picture of a baby and&lt;br /&gt;a poem (something about rest in peace).&lt;br /&gt;but i wasnt sure what was it&lt;br /&gt;so i went more into details.&lt;br /&gt;i went looking at some of the&lt;br /&gt;pictures uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;i remembered the last time i&lt;br /&gt;read her entry&lt;br /&gt;was about her being pregnant&lt;br /&gt;and giving birth soon.&lt;br /&gt;n now 6months later, i read&lt;br /&gt;about her story.&lt;br /&gt;she's a strong mother, i can say.&lt;br /&gt;her newborn was only one month&lt;br /&gt;old when&lt;br /&gt;he says goodbye to both&lt;br /&gt;his parents.&lt;br /&gt;the baby actually passed away&lt;br /&gt;due to&lt;br /&gt;some complications.&lt;br /&gt;tears just rolled down as i&lt;br /&gt;read her story.&lt;br /&gt;it touches one's life.&lt;br /&gt;i know it would never&lt;br /&gt;be easy for her.&lt;br /&gt;and through her entries,&lt;br /&gt;i can say that&lt;br /&gt;she is strong on the&lt;br /&gt;outside but pretty&lt;br /&gt;sure she's weaker than she is.&lt;br /&gt;sobsob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news!&lt;br /&gt;lovely kathieja just bring out&lt;br /&gt;a super four version S.&lt;br /&gt;cool shit!&lt;br /&gt;and i envy her!&lt;br /&gt;a girl riding a bigger bike will&lt;br /&gt;turn guys' eyes 360 degrees!&lt;br /&gt;wuHhooo..&lt;br /&gt;when will my turn be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been having this blogskin for&lt;br /&gt;few years already. its time for me&lt;br /&gt;to change a new, prettier one.&lt;br /&gt;but the problem is,&lt;br /&gt;IM FUSSY!&lt;br /&gt;i want something simple&lt;br /&gt;but pretty.&lt;br /&gt;i want something&lt;br /&gt;that has pink in it.&lt;br /&gt;its hard to describe.&lt;br /&gt;im still looking for&lt;br /&gt;one but nothing&lt;br /&gt;impresses me!&lt;br /&gt;wait till i find the perfect one,&lt;br /&gt;this blog of mine will&lt;br /&gt;be more beautiful~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honeyy has been so crazy-in-love&lt;br /&gt;with racing suits, boots, full-face&lt;br /&gt;helmets and tracks!&lt;br /&gt;trying to be a racer.&lt;br /&gt;at times its kind of irritating&lt;br /&gt;when he keep messaging me with all&lt;br /&gt;those things, nothing else&lt;br /&gt;matters to him now..&lt;br /&gt;he and friends will be planning&lt;br /&gt;for a race in&lt;br /&gt;Pasir Gudang, Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;that will be the start of his journey..&lt;br /&gt;but wait, more things to come in his way&lt;br /&gt;before that race!&lt;br /&gt;first wil be his class 3 TP, followed by&lt;br /&gt;his class 2A.&lt;br /&gt;but im confident enough he will make it..&lt;br /&gt;im sure he would never dissapoint me..&lt;br /&gt;wish u good luck honeyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my beloved peeps..&lt;br /&gt;remember our end-year holiday to KL?&lt;br /&gt;do not forget to save up alright?&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for that too..&lt;br /&gt;hopefully things go on well.&lt;br /&gt;we must never forget to bring digi-cams to&lt;br /&gt;capture those moments!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;il try to blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;inlovesyan&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/37118184-2422085570211837401?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2422085570211837401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=2422085570211837401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y is tt so?&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad towards&lt;br /&gt;pple arnd me..&lt;br /&gt;ughh!&lt;br /&gt;im reli sorie..&lt;br /&gt;i reli2 dunoe y m i&lt;br /&gt;feelin tis wae n bhavin&lt;br /&gt;so weirdly lately.&lt;br /&gt;where cn i get e ans&lt;br /&gt;to al tis?&lt;br /&gt;ughH!&lt;br /&gt;i get iritated so easily&lt;br /&gt;by others n den il end up&lt;br /&gt;getin mad for no reason!&lt;br /&gt;its bin hapenin over n over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n at e same tym,&lt;br /&gt;im becumin more&lt;br /&gt;c l u m s y&lt;br /&gt;each dae!&lt;br /&gt;las thur, i went rushin to&lt;br /&gt;skool s i was oreadi late for&lt;br /&gt;my test.&lt;br /&gt;so, i walked s fas i cud.&lt;br /&gt;n gez wt hapens?&lt;br /&gt;i trip over e stairs ryt in front of&lt;br /&gt;skool gate, n its js opp e bustop!&lt;br /&gt;n landed up lyk superman&lt;br /&gt;on e ground!!&lt;br /&gt;n had a smal cut on my left knee.&lt;br /&gt;BOYS were lyk disturbin me arnd.&lt;br /&gt;quickly, i picked my bag up&lt;br /&gt;n walked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*ashamed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ok if it hapens once.&lt;br /&gt;nw another incident..&lt;br /&gt;honey n frens decided to&lt;br /&gt;clean n wash their bikes on sat.&lt;br /&gt;aft everytgs were over, honey&lt;br /&gt;disturbed me.&lt;br /&gt;n dere i was, chasin aft him.&lt;br /&gt;aft quite a distant, i got quite near to him.&lt;br /&gt;n i nv realised dere was a pudle of water&lt;br /&gt;on e floor.&lt;br /&gt;js s i was abt to grab his shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;i landed flat on e floor.&lt;br /&gt;n tis is worst!&lt;br /&gt;ive gt bruises n wounds!&lt;br /&gt;n my right fingers were numb&lt;br /&gt;n kinda swollen!!!&lt;br /&gt;ugh!&lt;br /&gt;aft tt fal, everyone was lyk laughin&lt;br /&gt;away at me!&lt;br /&gt;damn-it!&lt;br /&gt;n dere i was struglin w pain.&lt;br /&gt;bt thank god honeyy was dere&lt;br /&gt;to listen to my over exageratin moan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n frens out dere!&lt;br /&gt;those waiting for me to upload e pics,&lt;br /&gt;ive oreadi uploaded sum on my multiply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to serine, which pics do u wan me to upload?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;haha. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, i gtg n eat. kinda starvin nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wil b goin to sentosa tmrw w my clan!&lt;br /&gt;yipee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-681221517975674584?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/681221517975674584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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woke up in e midle of e nyt.&lt;br /&gt;n was havin trouble to get&lt;br /&gt;bck to slip so i decided&lt;br /&gt;to turn on my laptop&lt;br /&gt;n started surfin e net&lt;br /&gt;n nt forgetin to blog-hopin!&lt;br /&gt;its nearly 6am nw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once im done w tis entry,&lt;br /&gt;il b goin of to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me start of w tis.&lt;br /&gt;ystd, wasnt a dae to strt n end with..&lt;br /&gt;i dunoe y..&lt;br /&gt;tings oreadi started ugly since&lt;br /&gt;im awake.&lt;br /&gt;n it continued til late..&lt;br /&gt;its sth tt i nv eva wanted.&lt;br /&gt;im sorie for bein too selfish.&lt;br /&gt;i shud hv understn better tt&lt;br /&gt;ur werkin n tt ur tired..&lt;br /&gt;howeva, everytgs fine ryt nw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went blog-hopin before typin tis entry.&lt;br /&gt;once again, ive gt to sae..&lt;br /&gt;soo much tings have hapened without&lt;br /&gt;bein realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is actuali simple n easy.&lt;br /&gt;it is us who alwys make it so&lt;br /&gt;complicated, so stressful.&lt;br /&gt;live lyf to e fullest&lt;br /&gt;is wt ppl alwys sae..&lt;br /&gt;bt hw r u gona do it to e fulest&lt;br /&gt;if u kip makin tings hard?&lt;br /&gt;i noe n undstn tt it is easier said den done.&lt;br /&gt;i do face problems myself.&lt;br /&gt;i go get stressed myself.&lt;br /&gt;i do shed tears wen im filin low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n wen tt hapens, i alwys tink tt&lt;br /&gt;life is a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt nw, s im blogin tis away..&lt;br /&gt;i sudenly realise tt lyf isnt tt bad aft al.&lt;br /&gt;its either u live for e dae or&lt;br /&gt;u live for ur future.&lt;br /&gt;n wil it b called life if we&lt;br /&gt;dun have any obstacles to go tru?&lt;br /&gt;hw i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u cnt alwys wait for gd tings to cum to u.&lt;br /&gt;its u, u hv to work n get it on ur own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama alwys remind me..&lt;br /&gt;its alwys oryt if pple were to&lt;br /&gt;do bad tings to us, bt nv2 do it&lt;br /&gt;to others.&lt;br /&gt;i nv agreed to tt at first.&lt;br /&gt;bt wen i tink hard abt it,&lt;br /&gt;nw i undrstn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is alwys dere to help&lt;br /&gt;us wen we r in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly, ive bin hurt alot of tyms.&lt;br /&gt;by frens, loved ones too..&lt;br /&gt;n alot of tyms, i planned to hurt&lt;br /&gt;dem teribly bad back.&lt;br /&gt;revenge.&lt;br /&gt;bt i alwys stop.&lt;br /&gt;y shud i do it to dem?&lt;br /&gt;ive bin hurt by dem.&lt;br /&gt;y shud i return dem w wt dey&lt;br /&gt;hv done js simply to get myself satisfied?&lt;br /&gt;ive bin hurt n i wudnt wan dem to&lt;br /&gt;b hurt n feel lyk hw i felt.&lt;br /&gt;its nv bin easy to b tis wae.&lt;br /&gt;n e v e r&lt;br /&gt;bt i learnt to b more stronger&lt;br /&gt;evry single dae.&lt;br /&gt;n nw, im proud enuf to sae tt&lt;br /&gt;m strong nw.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u do bad tings to sumone,&lt;br /&gt;ul b returned w it one dae.&lt;br /&gt;im nt swearing.&lt;br /&gt;its js retribution or karma.&lt;br /&gt;wt goes arnd cums arnd.&lt;br /&gt;n wen tt hapens..&lt;br /&gt;one wil den realise his/her&lt;br /&gt;own mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to din..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorie for nt pickin up ur calls.&lt;br /&gt;n sorie for nt bein dere wen ur in need..&lt;br /&gt;my credit was damn2 low.&lt;br /&gt;im sure we'll b meetin up sn.&lt;br /&gt;so, share it w me later oryt?&lt;br /&gt;for nw, js b hapi n dun dwell on it.&lt;br /&gt;take it as a leson n learn fr it..&lt;br /&gt;love is nt sth tt u cn simply say i love u.&lt;br /&gt;il tok to u sn ok?&lt;br /&gt;take care fo nw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to honeyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has nv bin hapier without&lt;br /&gt;u around..&lt;br /&gt;i treasure n cherish those moments&lt;br /&gt;wen im w u..&lt;br /&gt;ur e first one i wana c wen im awake&lt;br /&gt;n ur e las one i wana c before i close&lt;br /&gt;my eyes to slip..&lt;br /&gt;i alwys pray for ur safety each dae.&lt;br /&gt;i love eu soo much more den&lt;br /&gt;words cud eva say..&lt;br /&gt;im sorie for wt hapened.&lt;br /&gt;i nv eva wanted it tt wae b..&lt;br /&gt;im sorie once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;imisheu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.. treasure wt u hv before u lose it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/37118184-1366610912611983443?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1366610912611983443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i went blog-hopin js nw.&lt;br /&gt;n tok sumtym to chat w old frens.&lt;br /&gt;one has just passed his class 2B tp.&lt;br /&gt;one js broke up w her 3yrs bf..&lt;br /&gt;one is servin his 5yrs bond w police.&lt;br /&gt;soo much to b typed..&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wel, tym pass so quickly..&lt;br /&gt;its oreadi may nw..&lt;br /&gt;n its goin to half a yr..&lt;br /&gt;n den its 2009!&lt;br /&gt;tym js wont stop for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;tym is js too precious to be wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n ya, i shud b havin my 2B tp very sn.&lt;br /&gt;if i din waste any tym, i shud b ridin nw.&lt;br /&gt;stoopid me!&lt;br /&gt;bt at least, i make it..&lt;br /&gt;wuhoo!&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for it al.&lt;br /&gt;i wana b a rider lyk anyone else!&lt;br /&gt;if other gals cn make it til clas 2,&lt;br /&gt;y cant i?&lt;br /&gt;bt i dun tink il b takin it til clas 2..&lt;br /&gt;wel, its s simple s tis.&lt;br /&gt;i wont b able to ride the big bike&lt;br /&gt;due to my height.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive bin atendin skool regularly&lt;br /&gt;aft al those calls fr clas advisors&lt;br /&gt;and section head and endles-naggings&lt;br /&gt;fr mama.&lt;br /&gt;finally, im doin great!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more werkin for me..&lt;br /&gt;my love din allow me to.&lt;br /&gt;so, i spen most tym in skool,&lt;br /&gt;lepakin n goin out n stay at home&lt;br /&gt;wen he's werkin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thnk god tings hv bin doin great&lt;br /&gt;for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;hopefuly no more nonsense anymore..&lt;br /&gt;trust is nt to be gained easily.&lt;br /&gt;bt trust is easily betrayed.&lt;br /&gt;reali hope to c tis relationshp&lt;br /&gt;werking n go further..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kinda mish my baby hilmy ryt nw..&lt;br /&gt;wen wil he b comin bck?&lt;br /&gt;its oreadi 2wks..&lt;br /&gt;he shud b comin bck sn..&lt;br /&gt;hopefuly hes doin fine..&lt;br /&gt;n i do hope wen he comes bck later,&lt;br /&gt;he wil hv a new tooth!&lt;br /&gt;mish goin out w him.&lt;br /&gt;sobsob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babydarlin has been werkin real hard..&lt;br /&gt;to werk in a place, near to my home&lt;br /&gt;was sth t i cud nv imagine.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, its great to hv him nearer to me..&lt;br /&gt;at least i wont hv to worry so much.&lt;br /&gt;n its bin sumtyms since we las fought.&lt;br /&gt;hopefuly hes werkg on his stopid bad habit!&lt;br /&gt;im sure he noes wt isit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to honeyy,&lt;br /&gt;thnks for showerin me w al&lt;br /&gt;ur love n care..&lt;br /&gt;i wudnt noe wt i wud b without u arnd..&lt;br /&gt;thnks for alwys bein dere for me wheneva&lt;br /&gt;im in need.&lt;br /&gt;im sory for al those tings tt hurt u in e pas..&lt;br /&gt;do hope our relationshp goes stronger n&lt;br /&gt;further each single dae..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inlovesyan&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/37118184-6571924980583332689?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6571924980583332689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=6571924980583332689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/6571924980583332689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/6571924980583332689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-went-blog-hopin-js-nw.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-7877060870239112754</id><published>2008-02-29T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T21:34:33.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have nt been fillin wel tis fw daes..&lt;br /&gt;went to take medicine n stil on&lt;br /&gt;medication til lyk nxt wk i gez..&lt;br /&gt;doc said ive gt throat effection.&lt;br /&gt;wTh??&lt;br /&gt;wt did i do mann?&lt;br /&gt;myb too much smokin n too much..&lt;br /&gt;dunoe. haha!&lt;br /&gt;my body has been filin weak n ive&lt;br /&gt;bin restin too much a home tt nw&lt;br /&gt;im getting home sick!&lt;br /&gt;ugHh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tooday honeyy is bz werkin so i&lt;br /&gt;wont b able to meet him up..&lt;br /&gt;suposedly cn, bt i dun wana&lt;br /&gt;disturb his time to res later on&lt;br /&gt;cos he'll b startin werk early tmrw..&lt;br /&gt;wel, to have a wife who is spendthrift lyk&lt;br /&gt;me, he has to work hard.. ryt baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwae, thnks honeyy for all tt uve done for me..&lt;br /&gt;i do apreciate it al without u realisin it..&lt;br /&gt;u alwys pick me up wen i fal n u'll b&lt;br /&gt;dere weneva im in need..&lt;br /&gt;n i love bein pampered by u!&lt;br /&gt;wuhoOo!!&lt;br /&gt;reli2 love eu baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;niwae, im mishin eu lyk crazy nw..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok,&lt;br /&gt;im havin a damn weak dae todae..&lt;br /&gt;sumone pls ask me out pls..&lt;br /&gt;bt at e same tym, im too weak to go out..&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;il js stay at home lar n wait for honeyy&lt;br /&gt;to end werk n call me up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwae, do anyone noe wen e&lt;br /&gt;final debarment list gona be put up?&lt;br /&gt;ya, i got debarred. thnks to my laziness!&lt;br /&gt;haish..&lt;br /&gt;ive appealed n nw stil waitin for it al..&lt;br /&gt;if i reli gt debarred, i gez it wil be slightly later&lt;br /&gt;for me to get maried..&lt;br /&gt;ryt honeyy? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, its too early to slip nw&lt;br /&gt;n its too tiring to continue resting since ive&lt;br /&gt;bin resting lyk e whole dae.&lt;br /&gt;wt shud i do ehk??&lt;br /&gt;any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to serine&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;im sorie for bein too frank to u&lt;br /&gt;in msn js nw.. i mean, u asked me wts&lt;br /&gt;ur attiude tt pple dislike or sth lyk tt ryt?&lt;br /&gt;im reli sorie ya to be frank..&lt;br /&gt;haha. no harm filings k?&lt;br /&gt;niwae, let go of ur past n move on!&lt;br /&gt;let go of it al..&lt;br /&gt;bcos of u holdin on to it,&lt;br /&gt;u stress urself!!&lt;br /&gt;y shud u?&lt;br /&gt;i dun tink tts a gd wae..&lt;br /&gt;ul b havin exams sn..&lt;br /&gt;so y dun u js concentrate on ur exams?&lt;br /&gt;ok ok..&lt;br /&gt;wtv it is, rmbr we are alwys behind to&lt;br /&gt;suport u.. n we wil b dere wheneva ur in need.&lt;br /&gt;love ya babe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lovethewayheis&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/37118184-7877060870239112754?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7877060870239112754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=7877060870239112754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;bt its ok..&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;wel, my V day was great!&lt;br /&gt;wuhoo!&lt;br /&gt;he fetched me aft skool&lt;br /&gt;w new baby wave..&lt;br /&gt;n den we went seoul garden&lt;br /&gt;to fil our empty stomache.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;we were soo ful by the first hr..&lt;br /&gt;he stil went to search sum more&lt;br /&gt;food n gez wt he bring me?&lt;br /&gt;haha. a bowl of ice kachang..&lt;br /&gt;"happi valentines' dae!" he wished..&lt;br /&gt;i smiled.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;e ice kachang cn kill u!&lt;br /&gt;u gona die of diabetes!&lt;br /&gt;hhahaha..&lt;br /&gt;stoopid honeyy..&lt;br /&gt;we were ful by den tt&lt;br /&gt;we slowly ate it al..&lt;br /&gt;denn sudennly he asked me to&lt;br /&gt;go over n check if deres&lt;br /&gt;any new items..&lt;br /&gt;wel, i went..&lt;br /&gt;n dunoe wt to pick,&lt;br /&gt;i made sth stoopid tt i&lt;br /&gt;smiled n laughed away alone..&lt;br /&gt;i decorated a smal bowl w a&lt;br /&gt;stoopid smiley!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stop laughin..&lt;br /&gt;honeyy was lyk smilin away wen&lt;br /&gt;i brought it to him..&lt;br /&gt;n den afew mins later,&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to go toilet!&lt;br /&gt;n ya, im left alone, cant stop smilin&lt;br /&gt;n cant stop laughin alone..&lt;br /&gt;pple were lookg bt who cares..&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;check thos pics in my multiply!&lt;br /&gt;it was quite sumtym tt he returned..&lt;br /&gt;he brought a red rose~&lt;br /&gt;im loving it!&lt;br /&gt;im soo damn touched tt i nearly&lt;br /&gt;shed tears..&lt;br /&gt;wel, thnks baby!!&lt;br /&gt;n denn we shoppin..&lt;br /&gt;n finaly to our pit stop..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;it was damn superb n greatt~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v dae wasnt tt bad aft al..&lt;br /&gt;ryt honeyy?&lt;br /&gt;i love euu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i love ur haircut!&lt;br /&gt;wuhoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chek out my multiply for pics..&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/37118184-7201838104885690309?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7201838104885690309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=7201838104885690309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/7201838104885690309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/7201838104885690309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/02/happi-valentines-day-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-1959460263062811465</id><published>2008-02-05T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T00:08:14.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;let e pas b e pas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im takin it slowly..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i noe e truth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every single ting of it..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n wel, truth alwys hurts..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bt im tryin my bes to take it al in..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n ya, im willin to forgive tt sumone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wel, no pt tokin abt it al.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it has oreadi hapened.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wudnt wan to tok abt it nimor..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hopefuly tings wil b fine btwn us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;honeyy, i love eu!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n im mishin eu lyk crazy nw..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;biler nk tunang? :)&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/37118184-1959460263062811465?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1959460263062811465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=1959460263062811465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/1959460263062811465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/1959460263062811465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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alone.&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;bt thnk god, he tels me everytg&lt;br /&gt;js to avoid misunderstnding or wtsoeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, we r werkin hard nw for $500.&lt;br /&gt;for sth special for him.&lt;br /&gt;nt everyone noes abt it..&lt;br /&gt;so, js wait n c ok?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;we love each other~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..im hapi s i m..&lt;/strong&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/37118184-6798590478606728594?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6798590478606728594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=6798590478606728594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ouhk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-4929279335999569710?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4929279335999569710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=4929279335999569710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/4929279335999569710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/4929279335999569710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-8851382369551389843?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8851382369551389843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=8851382369551389843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8851382369551389843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8851382369551389843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/01/would-u.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-5445911705508252804</id><published>2008-01-09T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T03:59:41.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first of all,&lt;br /&gt;HapPy New YeaR pple!&lt;br /&gt;i noe its oreadi a week..&lt;br /&gt;im reli2 sorie..&lt;br /&gt;was bz werkin n enjoyin tt&lt;br /&gt;ive totali gt no tym to blog..&lt;br /&gt;reli2 sorie abt tt peeps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, its nearly 4am nw..&lt;br /&gt;bt i dunoe y im sitin outside,&lt;br /&gt;w e laptop on my lap n cigrate&lt;br /&gt;on my hand n started to blog..&lt;br /&gt;jus havin a hard tym sleepin todae..&lt;br /&gt;was playin psp n den played games&lt;br /&gt;on my hp n stil, i din fil sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;so decided to on my laptop, n started&lt;br /&gt;surfin n finaly to blog..&lt;br /&gt;ya, its bin a damn loong tym since i las blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets get started ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 was a year ful of ups n dwns.&lt;br /&gt;wel, tt seems lyk a standard line..&lt;br /&gt;dun u guys tink so?&lt;br /&gt;stoopid me!&lt;br /&gt;wel, 2007 was kinda shitty.&lt;br /&gt;w one of our closest fren decided nt to&lt;br /&gt;tok to ALL of us, dunoe to wt reasons.&lt;br /&gt;even if he were to break up w her,&lt;br /&gt;tt doesnt ean he cn js ignore us n treat&lt;br /&gt;us lyk bulshit ryt?&lt;br /&gt;wel, its reli a damn big issue for me..&lt;br /&gt;cos i noe tt i din do anytg wrong bt instead&lt;br /&gt;ive gt tt kinda treatment. wth?&lt;br /&gt;i dun get him bt WHO E HELL CARES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. since a new yr, i beta nt sae abt e past.&lt;br /&gt;im js hopin tt 2008 wil b a beta yet sucesful year for me..&lt;br /&gt;js wan e best out of e best.&lt;br /&gt;life has been gd soo far.&lt;br /&gt;bt im sure it cn b beta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,&lt;br /&gt;new skool semester has js started.&lt;br /&gt;i dun fil lyk skoolin anymor seyy!&lt;br /&gt;bt i noe, ive got to no mater wat.&lt;br /&gt;n i dunoe wt e hel is wrong w me..&lt;br /&gt;kip nt wantin to go to skool.&lt;br /&gt;myb its jus lazines.&lt;br /&gt;dere shudnt b any other xcuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abt my bike pracs,&lt;br /&gt;gez wad??&lt;br /&gt;ive took e rtt for 3tyms..&lt;br /&gt;n i finally got it ryt at las..&lt;br /&gt;haha. bt nw, im stucked.&lt;br /&gt;cos ive nt bin goin for pracs&lt;br /&gt;for nearly 3mths i gez..&lt;br /&gt;haiyoo!&lt;br /&gt;i reli need to back up n quickly pas&lt;br /&gt;n get a bike license mann!&lt;br /&gt;soo damn slow siaa!&lt;br /&gt;aft tt, i cnt strt enrolin for car license..&lt;br /&gt;wuhooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one mor ting..&lt;br /&gt;it has alwys bin playin wildly in mind..&lt;br /&gt;i dunoe.&lt;br /&gt;bt im too scared myself.&lt;br /&gt;shud i sae it out?&lt;br /&gt;myb i shud.&lt;br /&gt;afw frens arnd me who are atched&lt;br /&gt;actuali went out w sum other pple w/o&lt;br /&gt;their patners' knowledge..&lt;br /&gt;n ive gt damn scared myself..&lt;br /&gt;i mean, they r lyk playin behind their&lt;br /&gt;partners' back..&lt;br /&gt;n i reli dun wan tt to hapen to me..&lt;br /&gt;sooo damn scared!&lt;br /&gt;hopefuly nth of tt sort gona hapen to us..&lt;br /&gt;i dun wish to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,&lt;br /&gt;tings btwn me n him has been doin great lately..&lt;br /&gt;hv bin spendin too much tym togeta..&lt;br /&gt;n im simply lovin it..&lt;br /&gt;hopefuly love wil last cos i c e future in him..&lt;br /&gt;if nt, i tink il nt cry bt il surely die.&lt;br /&gt;hmph!&lt;br /&gt;crapin nw.&lt;br /&gt;bt reli, i do love him damn lots!&lt;br /&gt;more den words cud eva sae..&lt;br /&gt;even he wont noe hw much is tt lots.&lt;br /&gt;wel, onli god knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklar..&lt;br /&gt;i tink tt shud b al..&lt;br /&gt;wudnt wan to drag any longer..&lt;br /&gt;js wana hv a piece of mind nw n get sum res.&lt;br /&gt;gd nytz pple~&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/37118184-5445911705508252804?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5445911705508252804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=5445911705508252804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/5445911705508252804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/5445911705508252804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-of-all-happy-new-year-pple-i-noe.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-3920898383230321132</id><published>2007-11-23T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T17:48:34.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im back. aft for sooo long of mia.&lt;br /&gt;ryt?? k, im sorie pple..&lt;br /&gt;ive been too bz lately.. tt ive totali&lt;br /&gt;gt no tym for anytin else.. ouhh god!!&lt;br /&gt;til hw long wil tt b?&lt;br /&gt;kinda frustrated at tyms, kinda iritated.&lt;br /&gt;wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;bin bz werkin.. n getin tired of tt too..&lt;br /&gt;nth else to say except,&lt;br /&gt;"hi welcome to mcdelivery. susila speakin....."&lt;br /&gt;ughh!! tiredd mann!! damn tiredd..&lt;br /&gt;ya, pple say y shud it b soo tirin&lt;br /&gt;wen al i hv to do is sit n ans kols..&lt;br /&gt;n yar, dun u tink tokin isnt tiring??&lt;br /&gt;hhaa! wel, werkin for newly two months, ive oreadi&lt;br /&gt;bin sick for few tyms. once, i got soretroat..&lt;br /&gt;n worst sti, i gotta werk n ans kols..&lt;br /&gt;ugHh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, enuf of tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honey n i hv bin gd lately.. wel, sth&lt;br /&gt;actuali hapened btwn us&lt;br /&gt;fw wks bck bt i dun tink&lt;br /&gt;dere's a need for me to blog it here..&lt;br /&gt;s we both cn setle i among ourselves n&lt;br /&gt;we dun need others&lt;br /&gt;to setle those probs for us.&lt;br /&gt;we r big enuf to tink..&lt;br /&gt;wel, once again, im reli2 sorie..&lt;br /&gt;due to my tight schedule btwn skool n werk,&lt;br /&gt;ive gt no tym for him.. n den tings&lt;br /&gt;started to change a litle..&lt;br /&gt;bt thnk god, its him who pul us bck togeta&lt;br /&gt;n tings r goin great nowadaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thnks b!!&lt;br /&gt;ur my world, ur my everythin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's nv been gd tis wae..&lt;br /&gt;he buys me wteva tings i wan..&lt;br /&gt;(bt of cos money cant buy love)&lt;br /&gt;he gives me everytin tt i wan..&lt;br /&gt;he's dere wheneva im in need..&lt;br /&gt;n he wil nv get sick of meetin me up evrydae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much to be said now..&lt;br /&gt;i js wana sae tis to him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wil nv2 get enuf of eu..&lt;br /&gt;im soo thnkful tt we pulled tru&lt;br /&gt;n thnks to u for savin tis relationshp&lt;br /&gt;before anytin else hapens..&lt;br /&gt;im reli sorie oryt..&lt;br /&gt;ive learnt my mistakes n i wont&lt;br /&gt;eva wanaa repeat it again..&lt;br /&gt;i love eu soo much to even let u go..&lt;br /&gt;love n mish eu lyk alwys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk,&lt;br /&gt;i gtg pple..&lt;br /&gt;gota go out n mit him sn..&lt;br /&gt;wuhOoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&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/37118184-3920898383230321132?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3920898383230321132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=3920898383230321132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/3920898383230321132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/3920898383230321132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-8412122720605367926</id><published>2007-11-08T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T18:52:31.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HA P PY&lt;br /&gt;O N E&lt;br /&gt;Y EA R&lt;br /&gt;AN NI VER SA RRY&lt;br /&gt;B A B Y!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;L O V E&lt;br /&gt;i s&lt;br /&gt;ALL&lt;br /&gt;about&lt;br /&gt;YaN and iN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inlovesyan&lt;br /&gt;07 11 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-3139663639879118711</id><published>2007-10-31T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T04:42:09.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cudnt close my eyes to slip..&lt;br /&gt;tinkin of u is al i cud do ryt nw..&lt;br /&gt;i dunoe y im feelin tis wae..&lt;br /&gt;im js mishin eu badly honeyy..&lt;br /&gt;i kip tryin to kol u,&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to hear ur voice badly..&lt;br /&gt;bt al i cud hear was e beepin&lt;br /&gt;sound of a bz num..&lt;br /&gt;ive bin tryin my bes to slip&lt;br /&gt;bt i js cudnt turn myself in..&lt;br /&gt;im mishin eu too badly..&lt;br /&gt;ull alwys dere weneva im in need..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen it was stil alive, ul alwys b dere&lt;br /&gt;sms-in me n miskolin me weneva i din reply..&lt;br /&gt;it was den slowly driftin away,&lt;br /&gt;bt im glad tt i cud stil sms u cos i noe&lt;br /&gt;ul b readin it.. n i cud kol u at anytym weneva&lt;br /&gt;i wana hear ur sweet voice..&lt;br /&gt;bt nw tt its dead, i cudnt even hear u sae&lt;br /&gt;u mish me too..&lt;br /&gt;i cudnt even sms u to tel u hw much i mish eu&lt;br /&gt;n hw much im dyin for ur huggies-dry-pampers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen wil e line b alive again??&lt;br /&gt;hw i wish i cud help u pay ur outstandin bil..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i truli mish eu baby..&lt;br /&gt;both of us hv bin werkg badly..&lt;br /&gt;s if we r getin maried nxt mth..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;we hv bin spendin lesser tym w each other..&lt;br /&gt;bt thnk god, we both understn each other alot..&lt;br /&gt;nw tt we r livin "quite far apart",&lt;br /&gt;im sure we both apreciate each other mor nw..&lt;br /&gt;i nvr forget to pray everynyt before closin my eyes to slip..&lt;br /&gt;i pray for our long-lastin relationship..&lt;br /&gt;n for ur safety on e road..&lt;br /&gt;i wudnt wan to lose eu one dae honeyy..&lt;br /&gt;im sure u wont..&lt;br /&gt;truli mish eu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gez il js force myself to slip nw..&lt;br /&gt;mishin eu too badly tt i was&lt;br /&gt;actuali shedg tears js nw w/o realisin it..&lt;br /&gt;im sorie.. i noe u hate it alot wen i shed tears..&lt;br /&gt;i dunoe y.. it js rolled dwn.. :P&lt;br /&gt;ok ok..&lt;br /&gt;il js force myself to slip nw..&lt;br /&gt;cos il b goin over to ur place s early s 7am&lt;br /&gt;to bring u a surprise mac breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;hw sweet m i??&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okok..&lt;br /&gt;gdnytz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Missing you&lt;br /&gt;loving you&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;I do&lt;br /&gt;I drive myself crazy&lt;br /&gt;without you...&lt;br /&gt;..mish eu baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&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/37118184-3139663639879118711?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3139663639879118711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=3139663639879118711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/3139663639879118711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/3139663639879118711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-cudnt-close-my-eyes-to-slip.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-3432921290979378672</id><published>2007-10-29T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T03:08:42.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its 230am nw..&lt;br /&gt;i was aslip js nw..&lt;br /&gt;den woke up ate sum noodle n fil&lt;br /&gt;lyk goin onto e net to chek my werk schedule..&lt;br /&gt;n of cos, to blog too..&lt;br /&gt;im sorie peeps..&lt;br /&gt;reli2 sorie if ive nt bin updatin lately..&lt;br /&gt;ive bin too bz skoolin, bz werkin,&lt;br /&gt;bz spendg tym w him n bz doin hari raya visits..&lt;br /&gt;phew!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk..&lt;br /&gt;i update a lil bit mor abt myself n lyk ok??&lt;br /&gt;ive bin bz skoolin..&lt;br /&gt;n ive started werkg since las week..&lt;br /&gt;my werk got no off dae at al unles i make it&lt;br /&gt;my own off dae, which so far ive done onli once..&lt;br /&gt;cant take it..&lt;br /&gt;e reason was cos ive bin rushg fr skool to werk n&lt;br /&gt;den fr werk bck home, js hv a few hrs res n hv to&lt;br /&gt;wake early in e mornin to go bck to skool.&lt;br /&gt;n it continues e same ting each dae..&lt;br /&gt;hw pathetic is tt??&lt;br /&gt;as if no lyf ryt??&lt;br /&gt;n yar, w tt bz schedule of mine,&lt;br /&gt;i got to meet honeyy abit lesser&lt;br /&gt;den i alwys do..&lt;br /&gt;n thnk god, he understn me lots..&lt;br /&gt;bt of cos, my sat n sun is especialy for him!&lt;br /&gt;wuhooo!!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, cn i tel a story abt fri??&lt;br /&gt;haha!!i want to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suposed to go to skool on fri morning..&lt;br /&gt;bt both me n nadia overshot!&lt;br /&gt;haha! n at e same tym nadirah cant&lt;br /&gt;atend skool cos she got btt, n hana too cant&lt;br /&gt;make it to skool cos she got to werk..&lt;br /&gt;den later tt aftnun, i was supsed to werk..&lt;br /&gt;bt my body was too damn weak..&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt feelin wel..&lt;br /&gt;kept sneezin, havin runin nose,&lt;br /&gt;cnt stop coughin.. it al started on wed..&lt;br /&gt;i knew i gona fall sick.. cos its bin a loong tym&lt;br /&gt;since i las werk.. wen i got tis packed schedule,&lt;br /&gt;i defintely noe, tings wil go wrong..&lt;br /&gt;so i decided nt to go to werk, claimin i got mc..&lt;br /&gt;i din go to clinic of cos..&lt;br /&gt;bt at least i took panadol n hv ample res..&lt;br /&gt;suposedly to go n acompany honey tt dae&lt;br /&gt;to wash his bike bt i slept til 10plus at nyt..&lt;br /&gt;haha!! aft tt, rushed dwn to simei to meet&lt;br /&gt;baby, sheikh n razif.. cos we wil b goin to&lt;br /&gt;nad's fren' chalet..&lt;br /&gt;i tot upon my arrival, they wil b done&lt;br /&gt;w washing bt nono..&lt;br /&gt;i got to wait again.. i tink abt an hr..&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;den we proceed to costa sands..&lt;br /&gt;e chalet was of cos wont b soo similar lyk us..&lt;br /&gt;ryt peeps??&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;my chalet was stil e bes!!&lt;br /&gt;wuhoo!!&lt;br /&gt;kk, nad's fren's chalet was actualy kinda bored..&lt;br /&gt;bt thnks to me, baby, sheikh n razif for makg it fun!&lt;br /&gt;nonsense!! haha.. we(even dem) cnt stop laughg w&lt;br /&gt;al our stoopid lame jokes n dun forget e stoopid poem!&lt;br /&gt;haha.. ive bin disturbed damn bad on tt nyt, bt thnk&lt;br /&gt;god its dem who disturbed me.. or else, u noe i noe..&lt;br /&gt;haha!! went bck quite late.. tink we reached home&lt;br /&gt;abt 5plus.. i decided to slip n hv a res bt tinkin again,&lt;br /&gt;i cant cos im werkg at 8am on tt dae..&lt;br /&gt;so i started playin psp..&lt;br /&gt;ughhH! had a bath n den of to werk..&lt;br /&gt;damn early wen i reached werkplace&lt;br /&gt;bt nvm.. aft werk, went bck home..&lt;br /&gt;n otw bck i slept in e bus n i missed quite a num&lt;br /&gt;of bustopss.. stoopid me! den upon reachg home,&lt;br /&gt;called honeyy up cos we r suposed t go out jln raya&lt;br /&gt;w his bike members.. n ya, i din sleep ok!&lt;br /&gt;ughHh! so e dae continue.. goin hari raya visits&lt;br /&gt;n den at 8 plus we hd to go to KTM.. its sumwhere near&lt;br /&gt;vivo city, e place where pple go dere to eat at nyt..&lt;br /&gt;stufs lyk tt lar.. we had 6tables joined togeta i gez..&lt;br /&gt;alot of us mann!! al in hari raya costume..&lt;br /&gt;honeyy hv meetin w other teams dere..&lt;br /&gt;my eyes r damn red n i js cant take it animor..&lt;br /&gt;gez wt i do next??&lt;br /&gt;hhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;yeahh, sleep..&lt;br /&gt;i put my handbag one table, n few secs later..&lt;br /&gt;zZzzzZZz..&lt;br /&gt;hahah!! cant take it seyy..&lt;br /&gt;aft an hr i gez, i woke up.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;den arnd 12plus midnyt, we went to kent ridge park..&lt;br /&gt;n honeyy's team continue ther meetin dere..&lt;br /&gt;n shit!! i seriusli cnt take it.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;finaly, home sweet home arnd 2plus in e mornin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suposed to werk at 8am..&lt;br /&gt;bt den, i js cudnt wake up..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;sorie..&lt;br /&gt;im too damn tired..&lt;br /&gt;honeyy ended up callin me alot&lt;br /&gt;of tyms js to wake me up cos we r suposed&lt;br /&gt;to continue hari raya visits again..&lt;br /&gt;haish. woke up quite late..&lt;br /&gt;quickly ironed my baju kebaya n den of&lt;br /&gt;to hv my shower n went out..&lt;br /&gt;second place was stil e best..&lt;br /&gt;ryt b??&lt;br /&gt;my fren's boss' house..&lt;br /&gt;its damn coolshit!!&lt;br /&gt;he made a part of his into a bar..&lt;br /&gt;sum sort lyk a bar.. we karaoked..&lt;br /&gt;we sang.. we ate.. we drank.. (i mean F&amp;amp;N)&lt;br /&gt;haha!! its damn coolshit..&lt;br /&gt;damn rich i gez.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuhhh!! damnn long story ryt??&lt;br /&gt;n its only&lt;br /&gt;2daes story..&lt;br /&gt;if i were to tel u guys abt e pas fw wks..&lt;br /&gt;i gez u guys wudnt wan to read my blog&lt;br /&gt;ever again.. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;kk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finaly,&lt;br /&gt;for u honeyy..&lt;br /&gt;thnk god, our relationship hs bin great lately..&lt;br /&gt;u do undtsn me lots honeyy tho ive bin bz skoolin&lt;br /&gt;n werkg at e same tym.. we both hv bin patient..&lt;br /&gt;patience is a need in al relationships..&lt;br /&gt;thnk god, we hv nt bin arguin lately..&lt;br /&gt;do love eu lots baby.. niwae, before i forget,&lt;br /&gt;im sorie to wake up in e middle js to blog tis..&lt;br /&gt;haha! reli sorie tau.. u wanted me to hv an early&lt;br /&gt;nyt bt instead ... sorie sayang!&lt;br /&gt;niwae, i wud lyk to sae&lt;br /&gt;i mish n love eu baby!! muackz2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk..&lt;br /&gt;i beta stop it nw..&lt;br /&gt;its soo fcukg damn loong..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;kk,&lt;br /&gt;gd nytz pple..&lt;br /&gt;wil update weneva im free ok??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love y'all&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/37118184-3432921290979378672?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3432921290979378672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=3432921290979378672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/3432921290979378672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/3432921290979378672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-230am-nw.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-7444189523295277773</id><published>2007-10-15T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T23:35:01.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kinda boredd now..&lt;br /&gt;so decided to blog again..&lt;br /&gt;ugHh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thnk god, tmrw is holidae!!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;ITE is havin tis special skool&lt;br /&gt;holidae cos ITE js received an&lt;br /&gt;award or awards.. sth lyk tt..&lt;br /&gt;im nt soo sure..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im soo boredd nw..&lt;br /&gt;havin bin lyin n lazing arnd&lt;br /&gt;since js now..&lt;br /&gt;suposedly we hav to go out&lt;br /&gt;to go to my aunt's place for hari raya&lt;br /&gt;visit but al seems to b lazy..&lt;br /&gt;so e plan for todae is cancelled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis year raya to me is kinda packed..&lt;br /&gt;soo damn packed w visitings..&lt;br /&gt;ive been reserved by my sec skool frens,&lt;br /&gt;clasmates, ritz gang, lepak kakis,&lt;br /&gt;baby's team.. pheww!!&lt;br /&gt;lotss mann!!&lt;br /&gt;soo tite..&lt;br /&gt;hopefuly tings go on wel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;im havin a smal prob here..&lt;br /&gt;isit posible for u guys to actuali&lt;br /&gt;tag me n tel me wts ur opinion..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;wt if i say, il b engaged aft ite daes,&lt;br /&gt;just before he enter ns??&lt;br /&gt;isit posible?&lt;br /&gt;please tel me..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;( sorie sayang!! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;baby..&lt;br /&gt;im mishin eu badly..&lt;br /&gt;damn bad honeyy..&lt;br /&gt;thnk god tings hv bin great for&lt;br /&gt;e both of us..&lt;br /&gt;n we hv bin too bz these daes w fam&lt;br /&gt;tt we actuali spen leser tym togeta..&lt;br /&gt;bt im sure we wil b spendin mor tym sn..&lt;br /&gt;ryt honeyy??&lt;br /&gt;we'll have sum mor fun oryt?? :P&lt;br /&gt;aper ckp?? haha..&lt;br /&gt;kk..&lt;br /&gt;i truli mish euu!!!&lt;br /&gt;gez ur bz entertainin ur relatives nw..&lt;br /&gt;tts y u din reply..&lt;br /&gt;il b waitin oryt??&lt;br /&gt;tmrw is holidae!!&lt;br /&gt;so, u noe i noe..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;hopefuly we'll b able to meet up..&lt;br /&gt;if nt, den its ok..&lt;br /&gt;niwae, da tnyer mama u blm??&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;u tau kn aper..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;blg mama, lau kt uma nyer kueh&lt;br /&gt;sumer buat perhiasan, den nanti&lt;br /&gt;i g sane bwk kueh sendiri lar..&lt;br /&gt;lgpn mama u suro kn kn?&lt;br /&gt;haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;biler nk dtg uma i?&lt;br /&gt;"utk mintak maaf.. u kn byk dose.."&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;sal senyum2??&lt;br /&gt;kk..&lt;br /&gt;im crapin nw..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;im mishin eu b!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ok pple..&lt;br /&gt;gez aft tis i wana play&lt;br /&gt;my beloved pink psp!!&lt;br /&gt;its been soo long since i las&lt;br /&gt;play it.. ugHh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok..&lt;br /&gt;gd nytz my dear frens..&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/37118184-7444189523295277773?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7444189523295277773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ugHHh!!!&lt;br /&gt;wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;deres tis crazy gal who&lt;br /&gt;actuali made stories up&lt;br /&gt;to break two lovebirds apart..&lt;br /&gt;wtF?!&lt;br /&gt;i tink shes out of control!!&lt;br /&gt;kinda mad!&lt;br /&gt;at e same tym, i fil soo damn down..&lt;br /&gt;i do trust honeyy..&lt;br /&gt;i dun tink he wil b doin tt to me..&lt;br /&gt;i noe he wont..&lt;br /&gt;let tt crzy gal b..&lt;br /&gt;too damn sick of al tis..&lt;br /&gt;wt goes around cums around..&lt;br /&gt;crazy shitt!!&lt;br /&gt;tis is her email add:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:hotstufss@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hotstufss@hotmail.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her name is &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;farisha&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;c, if u guys noe tis idiot..&lt;br /&gt;shes here to break hapi&lt;br /&gt;rlthshp up.. probbly she gt no life..&lt;br /&gt;ugHhh!!&lt;br /&gt;fcuKk it lar..&lt;br /&gt;i dun gv a damnn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i do trust u b..&lt;br /&gt;nt to wori ok sayang??&lt;br /&gt;i swear i trust u..&lt;br /&gt;i love eu soo much honeyy..&lt;br /&gt;im sorie if im bein too unreasonable&lt;br /&gt;js nw.. i was js too shocked...&lt;br /&gt;i dunoe hw to react..&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;howeva, i do trust u..&lt;br /&gt;i noe tings wil nt b tt wae..&lt;br /&gt;i noe tt too wel..&lt;br /&gt;truli love eu!!&lt;br /&gt;im sorie once again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok ..&lt;br /&gt;let me take tis tym to blog abt e pas&lt;br /&gt;few daes too..&lt;br /&gt;ive bin too bz tt ive gt no tym to&lt;br /&gt;blog at al..&lt;br /&gt;ughh!!&lt;br /&gt;wel, hari raya preparation was damn&lt;br /&gt;t i r i n g . .&lt;br /&gt;bt overal, it paid of..&lt;br /&gt;new outfit, new curtain, new shoes..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;all new..&lt;br /&gt;n most importantly, celebratin&lt;br /&gt;hari raya tis yr w my only love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;muhammad hafiz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft 2 or 3yrs of nt celebratg it togeta s a&lt;br /&gt;couple, finaly i managed..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;its cool shit!&lt;br /&gt;we gt pink, black, white, green, blue&lt;br /&gt;outfits.. wuhoo!!&lt;br /&gt;lyk weddin reception.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;which one to wear??&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;too excited nw..&lt;br /&gt;haiyo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk..&lt;br /&gt;js nw was first dae of skool..&lt;br /&gt;i went to cdc for rtt n den of to meet&lt;br /&gt;my galfrens.. n den we of to skool..&lt;br /&gt;n gez wad??&lt;br /&gt;we were caught in e heavy rain!&lt;br /&gt;ugHhh!!&lt;br /&gt;al were wet of cos..&lt;br /&gt;n we were late!&lt;br /&gt;bt who cares??&lt;br /&gt;we atended skool for onli an hour&lt;br /&gt;n den GHN!&lt;br /&gt;tts wt e new teacher says..&lt;br /&gt;gez wad it is??&lt;br /&gt;GO HOME NOW..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;k, i got entrprenuershp&lt;br /&gt;for my elective..&lt;br /&gt;dere wont b any exam for tt&lt;br /&gt;module.. hopefuly its gona b wel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i start crapin oreadi..&lt;br /&gt;soo damn tiredd now..&lt;br /&gt;more tired w e shit tt hapen js nw..&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;howver,&lt;br /&gt;i do love n trust u b..&lt;br /&gt;dun wori ok??&lt;br /&gt;love n mish eu badly sayang!!&lt;br /&gt;take care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;n to al,&lt;br /&gt;S E LA MA T&lt;br /&gt;H A R I&lt;br /&gt;RA YA&lt;br /&gt;M A A F&lt;br /&gt;ZA H IR&lt;br /&gt;DAN&lt;br /&gt;BA T IN!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-3884163906206404800?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-7369475117630292421</id><published>2007-10-05T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T17:15:29.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kinda tiredd now..&lt;br /&gt;woke up early todae to go&lt;br /&gt;for my bike practicals..&lt;br /&gt;n yeahh!!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;goin for my revision tonyt again!&lt;br /&gt;shit hapens..&lt;br /&gt;i dun wana go!&lt;br /&gt;bt stoopid fingers of mine accidentali&lt;br /&gt;clicked on it..&lt;br /&gt;haish..&lt;br /&gt;n im forced to as nt wantin to&lt;br /&gt;waste money..&lt;br /&gt;haish..&lt;br /&gt;left w no option..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk..&lt;br /&gt;forget abt tt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm..&lt;br /&gt;lyf has bin great so far..&lt;br /&gt;ive bin enjoyin myself&lt;br /&gt;too much i gez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started on wed..&lt;br /&gt;went "datin" w honeyy..&lt;br /&gt;its bin quite a loong tym&lt;br /&gt;since we las went out togeta..&lt;br /&gt;n i mean jus e both of us..&lt;br /&gt;finally we did..&lt;br /&gt;thnks to him for endin&lt;br /&gt;werk early js for me..&lt;br /&gt;fr simei to bugis to plaza sing&lt;br /&gt;n den to...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;thurs, which is ystd,&lt;br /&gt;we went lepak-ing..&lt;br /&gt;hha!!&lt;br /&gt;n yar, its been a loong tym too..&lt;br /&gt;frens hv bin bz w stufs..&lt;br /&gt;we hv bin bz too..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;honneyy is suposed to werk..&lt;br /&gt;bt den, he tol his IC tt his&lt;br /&gt;nt filin wel bt den he din&lt;br /&gt;receive any respond..&lt;br /&gt;so he went..&lt;br /&gt;bt too bad, upon reachg dere..&lt;br /&gt;he can go bck cos dey gt a&lt;br /&gt;replacement..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;stoopid him!&lt;br /&gt;n so, he wanted to meet me up..&lt;br /&gt;so, my meetin w a fren earlier on&lt;br /&gt;gt canceled..&lt;br /&gt;so went to cdc to topup my acc..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;alighted at e wrong bustop..&lt;br /&gt;honeyy den saw n horn me..&lt;br /&gt;wel, i was kinda stoopid n ashamed..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;kk..&lt;br /&gt;den went break fastin under&lt;br /&gt;dunnoe-whos-blok..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;den went ikea n giant&lt;br /&gt;w three monkeys..&lt;br /&gt;honeyy, razif n wan!&lt;br /&gt;its alwys a&lt;br /&gt;non-stop-laughin-hits&lt;br /&gt;w dem..&lt;br /&gt;haiyo!&lt;br /&gt;den went lepakkin at tampines mart&lt;br /&gt;til 4am!&lt;br /&gt;ijah was dere too!&lt;br /&gt;den of bck home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouhh godd!&lt;br /&gt;i tink im gettin too long winded..&lt;br /&gt;m i??&lt;br /&gt;i tink so..&lt;br /&gt;stoopid me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm k, i js got to noe my results!&lt;br /&gt;it wud hv been beta grades if i hv studied&lt;br /&gt;hard n atend lessons regularly..&lt;br /&gt;however, i pas..&lt;br /&gt;gez il try harder..&lt;br /&gt;i gotta buck up n atend skool DAILY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;gt to end nw i gez..&lt;br /&gt;wana res den watch chinese shows&lt;br /&gt;den break fas den res den go out to cdc&lt;br /&gt;n den hv my revision n den no-idea..&lt;br /&gt;if frens hv plans tonite, den il mit dem up.&lt;br /&gt;if nt, goin bck strait.. furthermor,&lt;br /&gt;honeyy is goin out w his besfren..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk..&lt;br /&gt;long winded again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/37118184-7369475117630292421?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7369475117630292421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i reli dun wana sae much..&lt;br /&gt;im tryin my fcukin bes to change..&lt;br /&gt;change for e beta, for e future..&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;nvm, dere's no point sayin..&lt;br /&gt;i reli dun expect much..&lt;br /&gt;ive given u e freedom,&lt;br /&gt;bt tt doesnt mean u need nt msg me ryt??&lt;br /&gt;even if u dun wana msg me, wel at least&lt;br /&gt;tel me tt u gona b bz online or watsoeva&lt;br /&gt;so i dun hv to wait for ur reply or wtsoeva.&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wana make a big fcuk out of it..&lt;br /&gt;im bein very patient..&lt;br /&gt;bt dere's alwys a limit to everytg..&lt;br /&gt;niwae, i promis i wont ask much..&lt;br /&gt;i wont hurt u either..&lt;br /&gt;let me js sufer on my own,&lt;br /&gt;even if im dyin n cryin inside..&lt;br /&gt;at e veri least i dun hurt u..&lt;br /&gt;im bein at my bes to undstn u..&lt;br /&gt;undstn every single ting tt u wan.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im js ur gal..&lt;br /&gt;ive totali gt no ryt at al&lt;br /&gt;to control r to sae anitin..&lt;br /&gt;totali no ryts..&lt;br /&gt;im stil bein very2 patient..&lt;br /&gt;im tryin my best nt to argue animor..&lt;br /&gt;(bt i noe tts imposible)&lt;br /&gt;e bes wae is js to keep silent..&lt;br /&gt;im js too afraid tt my action or words&lt;br /&gt;gona hurt or make tings worst or wtsoeva..&lt;br /&gt;tts e reason y im bein kinda quiet nw..&lt;br /&gt;keepoin every single ting to myself..&lt;br /&gt;its ok if ive gt to sufer alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much tings hv hapen tis fastin mth..&lt;br /&gt;i dunoe y..&lt;br /&gt;probably its js to test us..&lt;br /&gt;bt its kinda..&lt;br /&gt;i dunoe.&lt;br /&gt;forget it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for interview js nw..&lt;br /&gt;went alone..&lt;br /&gt;cos frens were al bz w bfs..&lt;br /&gt;while my bf is restin..&lt;br /&gt;so, decided to go alone..&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;den went threadin w serine at tekka mal..&lt;br /&gt;aft tt we walked to bugis n fr dere&lt;br /&gt;we went our separate way bck home..&lt;br /&gt;wanted to meet him up bt since he said&lt;br /&gt;he wana res n stufs, den il js go bck..&lt;br /&gt;wel, its bin 2daes ok.&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;br /&gt;before my tears roll down&lt;br /&gt;(it seems to roll dwn any tym)..&lt;br /&gt;wel, im ok..&lt;br /&gt;seriusli im ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive gt tis confesion to make..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im js ur gal..&lt;br /&gt;ive gt no ryt to control..&lt;br /&gt;n ive gt no ryt to sae anitin.&lt;br /&gt;BUT its kinda hard to acept&lt;br /&gt;if one dae my guy is goin out w&lt;br /&gt;other gals (onli e both of dem)..&lt;br /&gt;okok.&lt;br /&gt;love is suposedly to b beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;love is actuali a white piece of paper,&lt;br /&gt;covered w beautiful n colourful roses&lt;br /&gt;tt represent e gd n beautiful tings&lt;br /&gt;n nt forgetin e thorns which actuali represent&lt;br /&gt;e rocky surface n bad tings..&lt;br /&gt;bt at tyms, love hurts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;, i seriusli wont control u..&lt;br /&gt;tts y weneva u said "no", i alwys&lt;br /&gt;try to undtsn.. i wont get angry or shout at u..&lt;br /&gt;in fct, i keep mum n deep inside onli god knows.&lt;br /&gt;s long s i dun show it in front of my loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;it shudnt b any problem hopefuly..&lt;br /&gt;niwae, i mish eu too.. :'(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifeislife&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/37118184-5484004355004804461?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5484004355004804461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its tym i blog abt tt dae..&lt;br /&gt;i was surfin e net..&lt;br /&gt;my hp wasnt in use..&lt;br /&gt;so i din get to sms or kol him..&lt;br /&gt;bt e nyt before, i did kol him..&lt;br /&gt;n w him promisin me sum stufs,&lt;br /&gt;ive gt a LIL beta..&lt;br /&gt;i alwys check on him for&lt;br /&gt;e moment tt we were&lt;br /&gt;havin a tiff..&lt;br /&gt;s i was checkin on him n&lt;br /&gt;knowin tt he was at e carpark&lt;br /&gt;goin out probably,&lt;br /&gt;im getin lost..&lt;br /&gt;im too scared..&lt;br /&gt;n in js a few minutes,&lt;br /&gt;i received an email fr him..&lt;br /&gt;i was online bt i blocked him&lt;br /&gt;cos i dun wan to end up tokin to&lt;br /&gt;him since we agreed to b left alone&lt;br /&gt;fr few daes..&lt;br /&gt;i opened up e email..&lt;br /&gt;"cntct me asap"&lt;br /&gt;tts e 3werds tt he sent..&lt;br /&gt;upon readin it, i unblock him&lt;br /&gt;n we started chatin..&lt;br /&gt;he js cudnt take it n he tot of&lt;br /&gt;meetin me up!&lt;br /&gt;n ya, tings were fine den..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met up n spen a long2 nyt&lt;br /&gt;w each other..&lt;br /&gt;tings were great..&lt;br /&gt;hopefuly e pas wil teach us&lt;br /&gt;certain tings in lyf..&lt;br /&gt;ive learnt my mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;nobody is perfect aniwae..&lt;br /&gt;aft enjoyin ourselves tt nyt,&lt;br /&gt;i stil din go bck.. instead, went&lt;br /&gt;over to his place..&lt;br /&gt;gez wt??&lt;br /&gt;i had to paint his room!&lt;br /&gt;it was damn tiring..&lt;br /&gt;bt i dun mind, s long s he's&lt;br /&gt;dere nxt to me..&lt;br /&gt;js bein dere nxt to me is enuf..&lt;br /&gt;(actuali its nt enuf bt its sth lar..)&lt;br /&gt;we managed to paint e whole room&lt;br /&gt;abt 3hrs or less..&lt;br /&gt;his mom wanted me to break fast dere&lt;br /&gt;bt i dun fil lyk it..&lt;br /&gt;dunoe y..&lt;br /&gt;so she passed me a tuperware&lt;br /&gt;of fried noodles!&lt;br /&gt;wuhoo!&lt;br /&gt;mama cooked chicken rice tt dae!&lt;br /&gt;i ate soo much..&lt;br /&gt;aft tt, zzzz~&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok.. enuf of tt dae..&lt;br /&gt;i reli enjoyed myself w him..&lt;br /&gt;n cos of tt nyt, we cant ...&lt;br /&gt;(beta nt to say it.. ryt b?)&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;okok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been rainin heavily todae..&lt;br /&gt;haish..&lt;br /&gt;ive nt bin filin wel..&lt;br /&gt;cudnt slip ystd..&lt;br /&gt;had runin nose, a slight fever&lt;br /&gt;n i cant stop coughin!&lt;br /&gt;ughH!&lt;br /&gt;he's werkin now..&lt;br /&gt;hopefuly he's oryt..&lt;br /&gt;m mishin eu badly honeyy!&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to jb w u tonyt..&lt;br /&gt;bt i dunoe.&lt;br /&gt;myb i shudnt.&lt;br /&gt;c hw e plan goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwae, i went readin sumone's&lt;br /&gt;blog js nw.. it was js bein updated todae!&lt;br /&gt;n i dunoe hw shud i go abt it..&lt;br /&gt;shud i js sae it??&lt;br /&gt;ok ok .&lt;br /&gt;i gez e pas was abt me..&lt;br /&gt;it was bein explained clearly..&lt;br /&gt;niwae, if e bloger is readin tis,&lt;br /&gt;i wud lyk to sae tt its e past..&lt;br /&gt;n we shud learn fr our mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;we hv our own mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;i cant b blamin everytg on u..&lt;br /&gt;ryt?&lt;br /&gt;now tt we have our own lyf to live,&lt;br /&gt;we shud treasure al those gd tings n&lt;br /&gt;apreaciate mor now.. nt til we lost tt&lt;br /&gt;gd tings den we want to realise..&lt;br /&gt;it wud b late den..&lt;br /&gt;i undtsn wt u hav been facin al tis while..&lt;br /&gt;js live lyf to e fulest n treasure ur loved ones..&lt;br /&gt;i js fil lyk blogin tis cos u were once my fren.&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;im mishin eu badly!!&lt;br /&gt;hopefuly u make a gd plan tis sat..&lt;br /&gt;a date at swensens?&lt;br /&gt;wuhooO!&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for tt..&lt;br /&gt;hopefuly it turn out great for us..&lt;br /&gt;waitin for u to end werk..&lt;br /&gt;mish n love eu honeyy!&lt;br /&gt;muackzz!!&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/37118184-2372512404387016310?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2372512404387016310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=2372512404387016310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/2372512404387016310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/2372512404387016310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-tym-i-blog-abt-tt-dae.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-4311471966942235762</id><published>2007-09-25T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:57:05.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank god!&lt;br /&gt;everytin's fine nw..&lt;br /&gt;i dun hv to wait til&lt;br /&gt;tomorow's evenin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"e dae is near yet so far"&lt;br /&gt;e dae is finaly here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im extremely hapi ryt nw,&lt;br /&gt;at tis moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks honeyy..!!&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to meet u up n den&lt;br /&gt;we go n have sum fun!&lt;br /&gt;lets start afresh..&lt;br /&gt;i wudnt wan to b apart&lt;br /&gt;from u animor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i swear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I N E E D U!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;c u sn baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my lyf is shone w lite again&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/37118184-4311471966942235762?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4311471966942235762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=4311471966942235762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/4311471966942235762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/4311471966942235762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/09/thank-god-everytins-fine-nw.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-7932910772458188145</id><published>2007-09-25T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T17:24:15.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im seriusli fine pple..&lt;br /&gt;no wories ok??&lt;br /&gt;tym wil eventuali heal..&lt;br /&gt;tings alwys hapen for a reason..&lt;br /&gt;wel, i js gota b mor patient..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive nt bin feelin wel..&lt;br /&gt;ouh godd!!&lt;br /&gt;im sorie body..&lt;br /&gt;im sorie for torturin u..&lt;br /&gt;i noe i shudnt do tis..&lt;br /&gt;bt i cant help it..&lt;br /&gt;ive nt bin havin enuf res..&lt;br /&gt;ive nt bin havin enuf consumption&lt;br /&gt;for my energy boost.. (wtf?!)&lt;br /&gt;ive nt bin havin enuf of him too!&lt;br /&gt;ive bin wastin too much tears..&lt;br /&gt;ive bin wastin too much energy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;i hate todae..&lt;br /&gt;i dunoe y..&lt;br /&gt;bt hw i wish i wudnt have to&lt;br /&gt;wake up todae..&lt;br /&gt;i js wana wake up on wed evenin..&lt;br /&gt;can i??&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;i dun need todae..&lt;br /&gt;i NEED tomorow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dere's alwys a reason for al&lt;br /&gt;those tings tt hapen in life..&lt;br /&gt;either good or bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;honeyy,&lt;br /&gt;i truli mish eu badly..&lt;br /&gt;i reli do..&lt;br /&gt;n i noe ur mishin me s much&lt;br /&gt;s i do.. ryt??&lt;br /&gt;i dun blame u for al tis tings..&lt;br /&gt;i undstn y u r doin tis..&lt;br /&gt;n thnk god, u promised me those&lt;br /&gt;tings js before i go to bed ystd..&lt;br /&gt;or else, every nyt i slip w fear..&lt;br /&gt;hopefuly, tings wil go on wel for us..&lt;br /&gt;take care sayang..&lt;br /&gt;c u soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to frens out dere,&lt;br /&gt;im sorie..&lt;br /&gt;reli2 sorie..&lt;br /&gt;i noe i alwys make u guys&lt;br /&gt;wori abt me..&lt;br /&gt;i shudnt hv done tt..&lt;br /&gt;its js me..&lt;br /&gt;im sorie if ive bin too&lt;br /&gt;keep-everytin-to-myself..&lt;br /&gt;i dun mean it..&lt;br /&gt;no wories oryt??&lt;br /&gt;il b fine for sure..&lt;br /&gt;n i do apreciate al thos concern..&lt;br /&gt;thnks peepss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im ok!&lt;br /&gt;no wories..&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/37118184-7932910772458188145?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7932910772458188145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=7932910772458188145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/7932910772458188145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/7932910772458188145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-seriusli-fine-pple.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-4877860397811304803</id><published>2007-09-24T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T16:31:28.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its tym..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its tym for me to b alone..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyone wana acompany me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to sumwhere where i can cry &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my hart out??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i js need tt sumone to sit beside me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tts al..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;js sit beside me while i cry..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can sumone pls??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ughh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im soo lost ryt nw..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im goin out soon..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to sumwhere where i used to go..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;il js spen my dae dere..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wen im tiredd, il go bck..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;il b fine..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no wories..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im goin out..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if u guys cant get tru me, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im soo sorie..&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/37118184-4877860397811304803?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4877860397811304803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=4877860397811304803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/4877860397811304803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/4877860397811304803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-tym.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-6053328889872259118</id><published>2007-09-24T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:56:14.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mishh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tsk.. tsk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-6053328889872259118?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6053328889872259118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=6053328889872259118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/6053328889872259118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/6053328889872259118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-mishh-eu-b-tsk.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-3813295257355961624</id><published>2007-09-24T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:41:01.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YESS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;AM&lt;br /&gt;BEIN&lt;br /&gt;TOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D A M N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E L F-&lt;br /&gt;C E N T R E D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-3813295257355961624?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3813295257355961624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=3813295257355961624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/3813295257355961624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/3813295257355961624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/09/yess-i-am-bein-too-d-m-n-s-e-l-f-c-e-n.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-2811955037376954840</id><published>2007-09-23T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T20:53:26.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;kinda bored todae..&lt;br /&gt;i cant meet honeyy..&lt;br /&gt;tot of goin out w fam bt&lt;br /&gt;al of dem werent at home&lt;br /&gt;wen i woke up..&lt;br /&gt;woke up quite late todae..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda lonely now..&lt;br /&gt;mama din reply my sms..&lt;br /&gt;i break fas alone js nw..&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched a few episodes of&lt;br /&gt;hikmah js den i stop to break fas..&lt;br /&gt;aft tt, i went karaoke-ing alone..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;crazy...&lt;br /&gt;i sang my hart out..&lt;br /&gt;who e hel cares ryt?&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;nw blogin..&lt;br /&gt;aft tis gona watch hikmah again..&lt;br /&gt;wuhoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok..&lt;br /&gt;i wana bath first..&lt;br /&gt;i havent had any since i wake up..&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to baby,&lt;br /&gt;im mishin eu badly..&lt;br /&gt;real bad..&lt;br /&gt;bt i do undstn..&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to meet u up sn..&lt;br /&gt;wuhoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to peeps out dere,&lt;br /&gt;ive uploaded sum pics&lt;br /&gt;into my multiply..&lt;br /&gt;take a look oryt??&lt;br /&gt;thnkss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;inlovesyan.multiply.com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37118184-2811955037376954840?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2811955037376954840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=2811955037376954840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/2811955037376954840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/2811955037376954840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/09/ok_23.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-8110753974953724300</id><published>2007-09-22T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T16:54:46.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank god..&lt;br /&gt;everytin is fine n normal now..&lt;br /&gt;e pas wil b e pas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 4.45pm nw..&lt;br /&gt;wen wil honeyy gona wake up??&lt;br /&gt;ive bin waitin since js nw..&lt;br /&gt;ive bin wakin him up..&lt;br /&gt;bt he stil is slipin soundly nw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABY!! WAKE UP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no point shoutin in here..&lt;br /&gt;cos he wont b hearin it..&lt;br /&gt;stoopid me!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok..&lt;br /&gt;im uploadin photos in multiply nw..&lt;br /&gt;n aft tt i wana watch hikmah!&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;thnks serine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuhoo!! &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/37118184-8110753974953724300?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8110753974953724300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=8110753974953724300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8110753974953724300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8110753974953724300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/09/thank-god.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-7046689130112926218</id><published>2007-09-20T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T20:27:41.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its amazing hw&lt;br /&gt;L O V E&lt;br /&gt;can actuali make&lt;br /&gt;W O N D E R S..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wel, i tried to pt my atention&lt;br /&gt;away fr him..&lt;br /&gt;i js tot of bein al alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i diverted al my kols.&lt;br /&gt;so no one wud b able to&lt;br /&gt;get tru me..&lt;br /&gt;so be it.&lt;br /&gt;lyk wt ive tot, i wana b alone.&lt;br /&gt;aft dvertin al my kols,&lt;br /&gt;i pt it on silent mode n place&lt;br /&gt;it upside dwn (so e screen is facin dwn)&lt;br /&gt;bt every sec n every min,&lt;br /&gt;i checked on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughh!&lt;br /&gt;can i stop doin so??&lt;br /&gt;ouhh please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so obsessed w love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwae, ive bin strucked w&lt;br /&gt;emotionally-behave&lt;br /&gt;todae..&lt;br /&gt;erm.. its js a word tt ive made todae.&lt;br /&gt;actuali, ive bin cryin e whole dae todae..&lt;br /&gt;i dunoe y.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, ive argued w him.&lt;br /&gt;n s per normal, shedin tears&lt;br /&gt;is al tt i can do..&lt;br /&gt;den todae's tv shows were al soo&lt;br /&gt;hart-capturin! (WTF?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly i watched a repeated telecast&lt;br /&gt;of tis malay series at 4pm..&lt;br /&gt;it was reali sad..&lt;br /&gt;i did cried..&lt;br /&gt;n i totali cant stop cryin..&lt;br /&gt;aft tt argued w honeyy..&lt;br /&gt;n obviously, i cant stop&lt;br /&gt;shedin tears..&lt;br /&gt;later on, i watched tis chinese show&lt;br /&gt;which plays every mon to fri at 7pm..&lt;br /&gt;n i started cryin too..&lt;br /&gt;wel, todae episode was kinda touchin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughh!!&lt;br /&gt;its my dae todae..&lt;br /&gt;kinda tired of cryin now..&lt;br /&gt;tot of watchin tis VCD which is called&lt;br /&gt;Love is Cinta..&lt;br /&gt;bt im too afraid tt i started cryin again..&lt;br /&gt;too emotionally afected ryt nw..&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive bin lookin at my hp fr js nw..&lt;br /&gt;he sms-ed me onli once js nw,&lt;br /&gt;sayin "Slamat berbuke"&lt;br /&gt;n tts al.&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;its ok..&lt;br /&gt;i wont kol nor sms him todae..&lt;br /&gt;gez il js let everytin setle on its own..&lt;br /&gt;i gez shit hapens al cos we hv bin spendin&lt;br /&gt;to much tym togeta..&lt;br /&gt;bt even if we dun spen tym togeta, we argue..&lt;br /&gt;i dun undstn tt.&lt;br /&gt;its ok..&lt;br /&gt;il b werkg tomorow..&lt;br /&gt;hopefuly, tings go bck to normal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wel, shit hapens..&lt;br /&gt;bt stil, im mishin him lyk&lt;br /&gt;C R A Z Y&lt;br /&gt;now..&lt;br /&gt;he supposed to meet me tonyt&lt;br /&gt;aft goin out w his dad..&lt;br /&gt;bt i gez e plan wil for sure b canceled..&lt;br /&gt;its al my fault..&lt;br /&gt;im sorie..&lt;br /&gt;ive bin too selfish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorie..&lt;br /&gt;im sorie..&lt;br /&gt;im sorie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cant stop tinkin of u&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/37118184-7046689130112926218?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7046689130112926218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=7046689130112926218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/7046689130112926218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/7046689130112926218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-amazing-hw-l-o-v-e-can-actuali-make.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-617158652062054630</id><published>2007-09-20T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T18:24:20.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;wats w life?&lt;br /&gt;or shud i sae wats w me?&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;hapens.&lt;br /&gt;soo much tings hv hapened&lt;br /&gt;durin tis fastin mth.&lt;br /&gt;ugHh!!&lt;br /&gt;y isit tis wae??&lt;br /&gt;kinda fcuked up!&lt;br /&gt;ughh!&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;i noe.&lt;br /&gt;its my fault&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've bin arguin for&lt;br /&gt;3consequtve daes.&lt;br /&gt;wts wrong??&lt;br /&gt;its fastin mth seyy..&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;i noe im havin my fcukg mensus&lt;br /&gt;n u r fastin..&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;ugHh!&lt;br /&gt;no more say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wel, since u dun wana ans my kol.&lt;br /&gt;ok fine.&lt;br /&gt;i noe wt to do..&lt;br /&gt;since my prepaid is left w 1cents.&lt;br /&gt;il "deactivate" it by usin up tt 1cent..&lt;br /&gt;so u wont b able to find me.&lt;br /&gt;n i wont b able to receive any kols,&lt;br /&gt;even msgs.&lt;br /&gt;bt i noe, u wnt even care.&lt;br /&gt;ugh!&lt;br /&gt;im soo fcukin tired nw.&lt;br /&gt;no pt sayin al tis.&lt;br /&gt;no pt blogin n tel e whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;js wana b alone nw..&lt;br /&gt;il bath n go out by myself.&lt;br /&gt;k pple, if u guys cant get tru me&lt;br /&gt;im reli sorie..&lt;br /&gt;js need to b alone.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;..bein selfish..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-2646065058230080776</id><published>2007-09-16T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T13:56:18.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its sundae..&lt;br /&gt;tomorow is mon..&lt;br /&gt;n its alwys mon blues!!&lt;br /&gt;n its werkin dae for both&lt;br /&gt;me n baby..&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;gota werk hard for our future&lt;br /&gt;ryt honeeyy??&lt;br /&gt;oryt2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ystdae was soo called a&lt;br /&gt;cock up dae..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;we went out ridin..&lt;br /&gt;dere was a total of abt 20 bikes..&lt;br /&gt;if im nt wrong..&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go IBP..&lt;br /&gt;bt instead, everyone went straight&lt;br /&gt;(we r suposed to exit sumwhere lar)&lt;br /&gt;n den we met up w ttis big lori&lt;br /&gt;tt actuali went in e opp direction..&lt;br /&gt;ouhh god!!&lt;br /&gt;a few bikes nearly got run down by&lt;br /&gt;tt stoopid man!&lt;br /&gt;its js a split second decision..&lt;br /&gt;thnk god nth hapen!&lt;br /&gt;n abt a few minutes later..&lt;br /&gt;two frens who actuali exit another&lt;br /&gt;place called to inform tt they gt&lt;br /&gt;to stay at tis particular place cos&lt;br /&gt;dey saw an acident n hv called e police..&lt;br /&gt;dey gota wait til police arive..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;its e stoopid lori!!&lt;br /&gt;he bang into another lori..&lt;br /&gt;sth lyk tt..&lt;br /&gt;bt he arent injured!&lt;br /&gt;wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;den we met up w tis rude n&lt;br /&gt;crazy taxi who actuali pointed&lt;br /&gt;midle finger at us bck!&lt;br /&gt;it was his fault yet he argued back!&lt;br /&gt;hmph!!&lt;br /&gt;kk, den we r suposed&lt;br /&gt;to pasby yishun dam wen a&lt;br /&gt;racer actuali got stucked w his bike..&lt;br /&gt;it cant b started..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;stoopid..&lt;br /&gt;who asked him to js speed of lyk tt?!&lt;br /&gt;its his fault aniwae..&lt;br /&gt;in e end, two other frens of him placed their&lt;br /&gt;legs (one on his right e other on his left) n ride&lt;br /&gt;slowly s dey balanced themselves s wel s&lt;br /&gt;guidin e racer bck home..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;n finaly, we r suposed to hv a gd nyt..&lt;br /&gt;ryt baby?&lt;br /&gt;bt sumone actuali spoilt it al..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. its gettin longer now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honeyy,&lt;br /&gt;wake up!!&lt;br /&gt;we r goin out w our lovely frens&lt;br /&gt;later.. n dun forget, u hv to sen me&lt;br /&gt;to buy donuts!! ive bin remindin u&lt;br /&gt;since ystdae! haha!!&lt;br /&gt;so, beta nt forget it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok..&lt;br /&gt;il blog weneva im free..&lt;br /&gt;wil strt getin bz w werk again..&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;takin care pple..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/37118184-2646065058230080776?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2646065058230080776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=2646065058230080776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/2646065058230080776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/2646065058230080776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-sundae.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-8677724556774372820</id><published>2007-09-15T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T19:21:29.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hello diary!!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;ive bin very2 bz werkin lately..&lt;br /&gt;ive got no tym to meet n lepak w him&lt;br /&gt;n frens..&lt;br /&gt;ive got no tym for my family..&lt;br /&gt;ive got no tym for soo many tings..&lt;br /&gt;i missin those moment soo badly..&lt;br /&gt;wel, ive bin very2 bz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorie peeps if i din reply to any&lt;br /&gt;of urs cals or ur sms-es..&lt;br /&gt;ive bin werkin mornin til late nyt&lt;br /&gt;so called evrydae..&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;bt its reli great to go bck werkg dere,&lt;br /&gt;ritz carlton banquet..&lt;br /&gt;n dere's alot of new faces..&lt;br /&gt;many of e old birds arent dere animor..&lt;br /&gt;bt its ok, i dun reli need frens while werkg..&lt;br /&gt;cos tings wudnt go straight aniwae..&lt;br /&gt;nvm to those who dun undstn tt..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive binn too tired these fw daes..&lt;br /&gt;if my body has a mouth to tok...&lt;br /&gt;i gez it wud hv oreadii screamm!&lt;br /&gt;haha.. sorie body!&lt;br /&gt;im sorie..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;ok ok ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hw tym flies..&lt;br /&gt;now is oreadi e fastin month..&lt;br /&gt;first two daes, i fast..&lt;br /&gt;bt todae? NO!&lt;br /&gt;hmphh!!&lt;br /&gt;its abt 2hrs before break fast,&lt;br /&gt;bt my mensus came!&lt;br /&gt;wastedd seyy!!&lt;br /&gt;kinda stoopid..&lt;br /&gt;hmph!&lt;br /&gt;bt nvm..&lt;br /&gt;i miss listenin to those prayers&lt;br /&gt;before e tym of breakin fas..&lt;br /&gt;todae was e first dae i heard it&lt;br /&gt;aft forr soo long..&lt;br /&gt;ive bin werkg n breakin fas at werk..&lt;br /&gt;n we dun listen to radio, yet we wait&lt;br /&gt;for others to sae tt its tym..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok..&lt;br /&gt;i wana eat now..&lt;br /&gt;pple r breakin fas outside..&lt;br /&gt;bt here i m, bloggin..&lt;br /&gt;n surfin e net..&lt;br /&gt;n searchin for donuts!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my gang,&lt;br /&gt;(u shud noe who u r)..&lt;br /&gt;we r mitin tomorow at bugis at 4pm..&lt;br /&gt;attendance is compulsory!&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;we'll b breakin fas togeta oryt??&lt;br /&gt;niwae, ive gt some posion stufs for u guyss..&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;its donutss!!&lt;br /&gt;wel, i havent buy dem..&lt;br /&gt;bt i wil do so before meetin&lt;br /&gt;u guys up tmrw..&lt;br /&gt;hw sweet m i?&lt;br /&gt;very sweet lyk donut!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;im getin crappy nw..&lt;br /&gt;ok ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to baby,&lt;br /&gt;im misshin eu badly now!!&lt;br /&gt;we've yet to go to date one dae..&lt;br /&gt;u owe me one..&lt;br /&gt;or i shud sae, i owe u one??&lt;br /&gt;nono, u owe me..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;missin u honeyy..&lt;br /&gt;wil b meetin u up soon..&lt;br /&gt;yippee!&lt;br /&gt;n we'll be goin meetin n&lt;br /&gt;den myb ridin tonite??&lt;br /&gt;ok den..&lt;br /&gt;n i owe u sth..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;u noe n i noe..&lt;br /&gt;n nt for pple to noe..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;(getin crappy again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to peeps,&lt;br /&gt;sorie frenss..&lt;br /&gt;ive bin too bz..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;bz werkg to get married to him!&lt;br /&gt;can can?&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;c u guys wen im free oryt??&lt;br /&gt;takin care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to pple put dere,&lt;br /&gt;SLAMAT BERPUASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..love y'all..&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/37118184-8677724556774372820?l=polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8677724556774372820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37118184&amp;postID=8677724556774372820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8677724556774372820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37118184/posts/default/8677724556774372820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polkadotsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-diary-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>complicated_gaL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37118184.post-7873676318985331791</id><published>2007-09-10T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T19:03:53.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;im back after for soo long..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;erm..&lt;br /&gt;js wanted to keep tings to myself..&lt;br /&gt;sum tings r js nt meant to b shared..&lt;br /&gt;bt sum close frens noe abt it&lt;br /&gt;n hopefuly, it wil js b kept in dem..&lt;br /&gt;ok ok..&lt;br /&gt;wtv hapens, hs oredi hapened..&lt;br /&gt;so, e best wae is to live lyf a normal&lt;br /&gt;n simple way..&lt;br /&gt;ryt??&lt;br /&gt;erm.. ya, shud b..&lt;br /&gt;ok ok..&lt;br /&gt;time will heal..&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;tinkin abt it at tyms do make me&lt;br /&gt;shed tears..&lt;br /&gt;nobody wil understn e feelin..&lt;br /&gt;e feelin is sooo strong tt it cant b felt..&lt;br /&gt;wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;lets forget it la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both baby n me r settlin tings dwn..&lt;br /&gt;n we have made vows to each other..&lt;br /&gt;wuhoo!!&lt;br /&gt;ur mine baby.. u wil alwys b mine!!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;hmph!!&lt;br /&gt;daes aft tt dae, he treated me soo nice..&lt;br /&gt;tt i kip falin in love w him again n again..&lt;br /&gt;ouhh godd!!&lt;br /&gt;bt tt doesnt mean, i cn b steped on..&lt;br /&gt;ryt??&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i apreciate ur apreciation honeyy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt; 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