<?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-6018417047165469724</id><updated>2011-11-24T21:08:39.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely Nonsense</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>125</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7803144798877623689</id><published>2009-06-20T21:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:55:58.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://chaotic--silence.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:257%;"&gt;Fresh and new Izaan Noorzahin Bte Ramlee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog privated. thanks to SOME people who just doesnt know how to keep secrets. wna be invited add me on msn [if you havent yet] and tell me you email used to log in your blog. sorry for the inconvenienced caused. blame my own sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-7803144798877623689?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7803144798877623689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=7803144798877623689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7803144798877623689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7803144798877623689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/fresh-and-new-izaan-noorzahin-bte.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7734324137028493983</id><published>2009-06-20T17:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T18:18:57.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change.</title><content type='html'>I said my goodbye. Even though not loving him is harder than you know, I'm gonna try. That's the best I can do. As a start, I think I'm gonna totally change blog, blog address, blogskin as there are a lot of posts here related to him. Then when I go back to school, I'll take a different way to go to school and come back from school, not to purposely, stupidly, walk under his block just hoping that he'd be there. How stupid can I get? Talking about stupidity, I stupidly, again, wasted half a box of tissue over him. Again, how stupid can I get? Then what else? Oh, usually when I need two numbers to choose from I pick 5 and 7. 1 number, 7 which means I prioritise him more than myself. Someone tell me why I did that? Now, my numbers are 5, 10, 25. I'm gonna try to make 7 the most taboo number. And lastly, pretend I don't know any Hamizan. The only two Hamizans I know is p6 Hamizan and Sec 4 Hamizzan, i think. And I'm not gonna say Mr Ismail is the father of the guy that I've waited for 5 years. I'm gonna say that he's a DNT teacher of PRPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: saying stupid all the way doesnt mean I regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start the change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-7734324137028493983?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7734324137028493983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=7734324137028493983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7734324137028493983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7734324137028493983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/change.html' title='change.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7170720134237937015</id><published>2009-06-19T08:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T14:48:52.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye.</title><content type='html'>After 5 years,&lt;br /&gt;the wait ends here.&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know,&lt;br /&gt;I won't regret anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said my goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;and I hope I wont regret this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;take care of yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-7170720134237937015?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7170720134237937015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=7170720134237937015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7170720134237937015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7170720134237937015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodbye.html' title='goodbye.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-1646393296961223193</id><published>2009-06-18T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:16:55.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heartpain&lt;br /&gt;regret&lt;br /&gt;stupidity&lt;br /&gt;misery&lt;br /&gt;fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck. My life was way better before it happened, again. The first time it happened, my life was awesome. It happened again. Now it sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-1646393296961223193?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1646393296961223193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=1646393296961223193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/1646393296961223193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/1646393296961223193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/heartpain-regret-stupidity-misery-fool.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-8963837899587457964</id><published>2009-06-16T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:34:12.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="380" height="120"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://t.8.9.a.aimini.net/player/mp3/?file=http://t.8.9.a.aimini.net/play/?fid=A98tQiWNckRhsaqcbhle&amp;amp;auto=yes&amp;amp;repeat=yes"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://t.8.9.a.aimini.net/player/mp3/?file=http://t.8.9.a.aimini.net/play/?fid=A98tQiWNckRhsaqcbhle&amp;amp;auto=yes&amp;amp;repeat=yes" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="380" height="120"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="120"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://r.0.e.w.aimini.net/player/mp3/?file=http://r.0.e.w.aimini.net/play/?fid=WE0Rxi4vzpYZTQdU5Wm0&amp;amp;auto=yes&amp;amp;repeat=yes"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://r.0.e.w.aimini.net/player/mp3/?file=http://r.0.e.w.aimini.net/play/?fid=WE0Rxi4vzpYZTQdU5Wm0&amp;amp;auto=yes&amp;amp;repeat=yes" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="380" height="120"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_RCZz8lnkbQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_RCZz8lnkbQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. I know you're sick and tired. But I don't know why I myself is doing this. I know I'm stupid. Fucking stupid I swear. I'm sorry I'm doing this to you. I'm sorry, for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-8963837899587457964?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8963837899587457964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=8963837899587457964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/8963837899587457964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/8963837899587457964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-372605771115474694</id><published>2009-06-16T16:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:29:22.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredd.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjdW9Js29lI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Fvm06FlFu30/s1600-h/4696_114048354898_748419898_2830483_7980252_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjdW9Js29lI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Fvm06FlFu30/s320/4696_114048354898_748419898_2830483_7980252_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347838691101832786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today's day 1 of paying back my debts to God. Chill, i know you guys are like, "huh?". Relax. For all those Muslim girls, I think you may have a PRETTY good idea of what it means. Right? Well at least, those Muslim girls who already had their first egg released from their ovaries. Haha, so basically, I'm fasting, as I didn't complete 30 days of fasting during Ramadhan.  Seven days. Eh my other sister damn lucky cause she din have her red light on puasa month, which means she no need bayar. Tak fair kan? So now, it's me and my first sister fasting. And we're craving for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjdXM9h1gyI/AAAAAAAAAWE/mEqUN98x5JM/s1600-h/siew+mai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjdXM9h1gyI/AAAAAAAAAWE/mEqUN98x5JM/s320/siew+mai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347838962712281890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Siew Mai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and I just asked my dad to buy for us when he comes home later. Oh My parents went out to visit my cousin, 1 DAY OPERATION YAW! man. It must be tough. SHIT I JUST SAW A LIZARD WALK PAST ME LIKE EEWWWWW!!! man disgusting. K where was i? Oh yea. And I went Central Library the one at Bugis. Cool sio! I was like, fcking jakon I stepped in side I almost said HOLY SHIT! but it turned out to be HOLY SHH! haha epic man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss 4264926.&lt;br /&gt;Did I just say that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-372605771115474694?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/372605771115474694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=372605771115474694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/372605771115474694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/372605771115474694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/boredd.html' title='boredd.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjdW9Js29lI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Fvm06FlFu30/s72-c/4696_114048354898_748419898_2830483_7980252_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7982832378245559098</id><published>2009-06-14T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:43:21.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>minah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Eli.Eli.Eli says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*eh eh eh&lt;br /&gt;*anyway!&lt;br /&gt;*i realised that listening to 897 can totally minahfy a person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;natt. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whats 897&lt;br /&gt;*is tt a radio station&lt;br /&gt;*i thought its tt foodplace next to spize&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-7982832378245559098?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7982832378245559098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=7982832378245559098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7982832378245559098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7982832378245559098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/minah.html' title='minah.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-4996950219367244979</id><published>2009-06-11T18:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:07:43.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 2</title><content type='html'>Hello. Here's part 2. WATER WORLD! omg, fucking fun! Seriously. Be jealous when you see the awesome pictures. nyaha! lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDjnpkpj4I/AAAAAAAAAV0/Dp08IlOJLFI/s1600-h/4696_113654669898_748419898_2823892_871088_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDjnpkpj4I/AAAAAAAAAV0/Dp08IlOJLFI/s320/4696_113654669898_748419898_2823892_871088_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346023028002754434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDjLlBLZzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/AxrZJfpEBqQ/s1600-h/4696_113664159898_748419898_2824166_8104195_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDjLlBLZzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/AxrZJfpEBqQ/s320/4696_113664159898_748419898_2824166_8104195_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346022545743898418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDjLcicBAI/AAAAAAAAAVc/7Ks3V5U_00g/s1600-h/4696_113664194898_748419898_2824170_478883_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDjLcicBAI/AAAAAAAAAVc/7Ks3V5U_00g/s320/4696_113664194898_748419898_2824170_478883_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346022543467480066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIBIIIIIIK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDjLIebEdI/AAAAAAAAAVU/vxQrxARaFc8/s1600-h/4696_113835574898_748419898_2827012_5954702_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDjLIebEdI/AAAAAAAAAVU/vxQrxARaFc8/s320/4696_113835574898_748419898_2827012_5954702_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346022538081931730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell i not in the picture. i was the one taking. But if it wasnt because of me who took the ride first, the wouldnt have gone. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDjLOwwZOI/AAAAAAAAAVM/41LZ7XymtKM/s1600-h/4696_113852649898_748419898_2827348_7799899_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDjLOwwZOI/AAAAAAAAAVM/41LZ7XymtKM/s320/4696_113852649898_748419898_2827348_7799899_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346022539769439458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was awesome. the last part where "she sinks me, i sink her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDjKzD8mNI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-DTGtnQtkgc/s1600-h/4696_113852679898_748419898_2827350_1004407_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDjKzD8mNI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-DTGtnQtkgc/s320/4696_113852679898_748419898_2827350_1004407_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346022532333738194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDi8ROCXjI/AAAAAAAAAU8/4BmWO8r2hmw/s1600-h/4696_113860694898_748419898_2827472_2277779_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDi8ROCXjI/AAAAAAAAAU8/4BmWO8r2hmw/s320/4696_113860694898_748419898_2827472_2277779_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346022282731085362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesomeawesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDi8NG_xYI/AAAAAAAAAU0/7oUFZsvT8Ag/s1600-h/4696_113860714898_748419898_2827475_1277948_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDi8NG_xYI/AAAAAAAAAU0/7oUFZsvT8Ag/s320/4696_113860714898_748419898_2827475_1277948_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346022281627813250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDi78cqqDI/AAAAAAAAAUs/jRsVQ6Z92gI/s1600-h/4696_113865489898_748419898_2827600_4256963_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDi78cqqDI/AAAAAAAAAUs/jRsVQ6Z92gI/s320/4696_113865489898_748419898_2827600_4256963_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346022277155301426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDi7yu5oCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/iCyVV0sLjaA/s1600-h/4696_113865499898_748419898_2827601_5516726_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDi7yu5oCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/iCyVV0sLjaA/s320/4696_113865499898_748419898_2827601_5516726_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346022274547425314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loom at my face. sungguh tak perlu tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDi7YnQAKI/AAAAAAAAAUc/of7ksKWXtlI/s1600-h/4696_113865509898_748419898_2827602_3680215_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDi7YnQAKI/AAAAAAAAAUc/of7ksKWXtlI/s320/4696_113865509898_748419898_2827602_3680215_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346022267536015522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDiu9ueF6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/9btIzL0-ifA/s1600-h/4696_113865519898_748419898_2827603_2069393_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDiu9ueF6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/9btIzL0-ifA/s320/4696_113865519898_748419898_2827603_2069393_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346022054160111522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that's NOT my hand on danish's shoulder. it's kak zurah's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDiungUVBI/AAAAAAAAAUM/cWrKzFbNs_s/s1600-h/4696_113865529898_748419898_2827604_4297055_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDiungUVBI/AAAAAAAAAUM/cWrKzFbNs_s/s320/4696_113865529898_748419898_2827604_4297055_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346022048195171346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC AFTER SWIM! awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDiuWGFEdI/AAAAAAAAAUE/9zArDI3JWJM/s1600-h/4696_113867474898_748419898_2827657_6368779_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDiuWGFEdI/AAAAAAAAAUE/9zArDI3JWJM/s320/4696_113867474898_748419898_2827657_6368779_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346022043521716690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our tags with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDiuRnH-yI/AAAAAAAAAT8/MCUr5L-n9NY/s1600-h/4696_113867484898_748419898_2827658_7882567_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDiuRnH-yI/AAAAAAAAAT8/MCUr5L-n9NY/s320/4696_113867484898_748419898_2827658_7882567_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346022042318142242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adorably cute kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDiuJw9NEI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lkDmyb4EbM4/s1600-h/4696_113869924898_748419898_2827667_7076789_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDiuJw9NEI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lkDmyb4EbM4/s320/4696_113869924898_748419898_2827667_7076789_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346022040211895362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just before sleep time. watching benjamin buttons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDibH4UdgI/AAAAAAAAATs/w391PvZp5Rw/s1600-h/4696_113869949898_748419898_2827669_6104965_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDibH4UdgI/AAAAAAAAATs/w391PvZp5Rw/s320/4696_113869949898_748419898_2827669_6104965_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346021713288394242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning breakfast. note: none of the people in this picture have bathed for the day yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDia6vvJqI/AAAAAAAAATk/zkuzjCIZCQw/s1600-h/4696_113869969898_748419898_2827671_1945813_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDia6vvJqI/AAAAAAAAATk/zkuzjCIZCQw/s320/4696_113869969898_748419898_2827671_1945813_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346021709762733730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDiapS648I/AAAAAAAAATc/fhXzxqcCSqg/s1600-h/4696_113874574898_748419898_2827710_25977_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDiapS648I/AAAAAAAAATc/fhXzxqcCSqg/s320/4696_113874574898_748419898_2827710_25977_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346021705078465474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDiatONz3I/AAAAAAAAATU/1Q_Nk1UGMdE/s1600-h/4696_113874604898_748419898_2827713_3123464_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDiatONz3I/AAAAAAAAATU/1Q_Nk1UGMdE/s320/4696_113874604898_748419898_2827713_3123464_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346021706132475762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UMAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDiaRAhtJI/AAAAAAAAATM/wFgMaOjA9wE/s1600-h/4696_113876139898_748419898_2827722_2239670_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDiaRAhtJI/AAAAAAAAATM/wFgMaOjA9wE/s320/4696_113876139898_748419898_2827722_2239670_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346021698558866578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cool kan, i killed it and it wasn't flat. so i took the leg and my sister took a shot. it looks alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these wonderful awesome pictures wouldnt have happened if it wasnt because of pokok's awesome DSLR camera. THANK YOU ONCE AGAIN POKOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-4996950219367244979?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/4996950219367244979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=4996950219367244979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/4996950219367244979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/4996950219367244979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-2.html' title='part 2'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SjDjnpkpj4I/AAAAAAAAAV0/Dp08IlOJLFI/s72-c/4696_113654669898_748419898_2823892_871088_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-3291729252035290599</id><published>2009-06-11T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T01:35:37.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AT LAST&lt;br /&gt;AT LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished my homework. now all i gotta doo is die for a few hours and get back my soul at 6 am tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= i need to sleep cause i gotta wake up at 6. DUMBASS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasalamun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-3291729252035290599?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3291729252035290599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=3291729252035290599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3291729252035290599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3291729252035290599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/at-last-at-laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-3878151969906433990</id><published>2009-06-11T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:43:05.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fcked up.</title><content type='html'>im now, currently doing my homework instead of getting a good rest for the early rise tomorrow. i fucking need to pass this test. i take it seriously, not like my sister. i've done it all in pen and now i have to keep correction-ing tapie them all over cause its wrongwrongwrong. crap. drinking coffee. (L)(L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-3878151969906433990?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3878151969906433990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=3878151969906433990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3878151969906433990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3878151969906433990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/fcked-up.html' title='fcked up.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-544683106267942765</id><published>2009-06-10T21:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:16:47.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>sorry for the ubber unreasonable post earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I got back from kampong just today, like, just now around 5. Then need to rest and eat dinner of course no time do homework which needs to be handed in tomorrow morning. The only time to do is, at night. Then need to see the voltage of all the lamps and all that. If I literally take out all the bulbs and see the voltage like, impossible right? Then my dad asked me to go 7-11. You know what? My mum's too protective not to allow me to go out of the house at night alone. Like fck, it's my bloody homework  + NCC exam. Fcking important right? Now what am I supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change of topic. KAMPONG! I had a great time. I would upload pics, but some of them. More available on facebook. OH AND this, is of course, with pokok's "DSLR" camera with us. Thanks pokok! [note why I put inverted commas on dslr]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si--cjF-UyI/AAAAAAAAATE/x2Qw_1Rby8A/s1600-h/4696_113575774898_748419898_2822760_5193668_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si--cjF-UyI/AAAAAAAAATE/x2Qw_1Rby8A/s320/4696_113575774898_748419898_2822760_5193668_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345700680377979682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alalala... cute kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si--cc3MGyI/AAAAAAAAAS8/R4xpuo8aWRw/s1600-h/4696_113578124898_748419898_2822782_1632257_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si--cc3MGyI/AAAAAAAAAS8/R4xpuo8aWRw/s320/4696_113578124898_748419898_2822782_1632257_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345700678705355554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si--cXh_msI/AAAAAAAAAS0/wpCPHc2QbAE/s1600-h/4696_113578139898_748419898_2822783_3684643_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si--cXh_msI/AAAAAAAAAS0/wpCPHc2QbAE/s320/4696_113578139898_748419898_2822783_3684643_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345700677274278594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mat guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si--cCNIaNI/AAAAAAAAASs/T7vFUe2yh8Q/s1600-h/4696_113578154898_748419898_2822785_722752_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si--cCNIaNI/AAAAAAAAASs/T7vFUe2yh8Q/s320/4696_113578154898_748419898_2822785_722752_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345700671549630674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOTOR AH BABE! wah this was fun. But I failed.  but seriously fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si--b3AxKMI/AAAAAAAAASk/eOFoRGX6Cm4/s1600-h/4696_113583959898_748419898_2822854_3990705_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si--b3AxKMI/AAAAAAAAASk/eOFoRGX6Cm4/s320/4696_113583959898_748419898_2822854_3990705_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345700668544985282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wah minah rep! chey kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-8BgM_FeI/AAAAAAAAASc/3aFnJQgBz8w/s1600-h/4696_113583969898_748419898_2822856_3998436_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-8BgM_FeI/AAAAAAAAASc/3aFnJQgBz8w/s320/4696_113583969898_748419898_2822856_3998436_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345698016722359778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiyok kapa? yeh she broke the back light signal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-8BZGV7rI/AAAAAAAAASU/lVX0Vf9NLxM/s1600-h/4696_113586399898_748419898_2822872_2999647_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-8BZGV7rI/AAAAAAAAASU/lVX0Vf9NLxM/s320/4696_113586399898_748419898_2822872_2999647_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345698014815448754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-8BXORhMI/AAAAAAAAASM/_WingXv5Z2c/s1600-h/4696_113586414898_748419898_2822874_4592630_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-8BXORhMI/AAAAAAAAASM/_WingXv5Z2c/s320/4696_113586414898_748419898_2822874_4592630_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345698014311843010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atok! muker cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-8BJHe60I/AAAAAAAAASE/wNxLe4V2PUY/s1600-h/4696_113590274898_748419898_2822895_1581223_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-8BJHe60I/AAAAAAAAASE/wNxLe4V2PUY/s320/4696_113590274898_748419898_2822895_1581223_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345698010525264706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D candid. sory kak siti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-8Ay6_AII/AAAAAAAAAR8/h8SnDPpVUi8/s1600-h/4696_113590289898_748419898_2822897_5463756_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-8Ay6_AII/AAAAAAAAAR8/h8SnDPpVUi8/s320/4696_113590289898_748419898_2822897_5463756_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345698004567261314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mat jiwang. my cousin's hot. admit that. be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-7kwLSWYI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ohqK92ODs8Q/s1600-h/4696_113594139898_748419898_2822947_8274388_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-7kwLSWYI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ohqK92ODs8Q/s320/4696_113594139898_748419898_2822947_8274388_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345697522793994626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOSHOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-7kRRzoYI/AAAAAAAAARk/2A6FpHhasGo/s1600-h/4696_113594169898_748419898_2822952_4177354_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-7kRRzoYI/AAAAAAAAARk/2A6FpHhasGo/s320/4696_113594169898_748419898_2822952_4177354_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345697514499842434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-7kCDBCLI/AAAAAAAAARc/W1e7ZtLMgUk/s1600-h/4696_113594209898_748419898_2822958_7637033_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-7kCDBCLI/AAAAAAAAARc/W1e7ZtLMgUk/s320/4696_113594209898_748419898_2822958_7637033_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345697510411274418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, cousin ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-7kNhIy1I/AAAAAAAAARU/qAoiAKKm74g/s1600-h/4696_113594219898_748419898_2822959_1629141_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si-7kNhIy1I/AAAAAAAAARU/qAoiAKKm74g/s320/4696_113594219898_748419898_2822959_1629141_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345697513490402130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah because I failed my lisence, he brought me. next time, you'd see pictures of me at the FRONT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;that's it for now hotstuffs. amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-544683106267942765?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/544683106267942765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=544683106267942765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/544683106267942765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/544683106267942765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Si--cjF-UyI/AAAAAAAAATE/x2Qw_1Rby8A/s72-c/4696_113575774898_748419898_2822760_5193668_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-2588080774825679202</id><published>2009-06-10T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:34:09.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss me</title><content type='html'>Hey nigs I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;i know you miss me.&lt;br /&gt;gtg. be back later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-2588080774825679202?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2588080774825679202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=2588080774825679202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2588080774825679202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2588080774825679202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/miss-me.html' title='miss me'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-6435582038028998131</id><published>2009-06-07T18:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T18:34:47.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>continue.</title><content type='html'>Hello people. I'm back. So where was I? OOH PICTURES!! kk, wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SiuUgK447HI/AAAAAAAAAP8/UjyQFlARRa4/s1600-h/4450_112001249898_748419898_2792476_1701299_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SiuUgK447HI/AAAAAAAAAP8/UjyQFlARRa4/s320/4450_112001249898_748419898_2792476_1701299_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344528663204916338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SiuUf0x9JyI/AAAAAAAAAP0/-gT9UUWMXm8/s1600-h/4450_112001244898_748419898_2792475_452198_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SiuUf0x9JyI/AAAAAAAAAP0/-gT9UUWMXm8/s320/4450_112001244898_748419898_2792475_452198_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344528657270253346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SiuUf9ks04I/AAAAAAAAAPs/mTHo1IkBiEM/s1600-h/4450_111992449898_748419898_2792185_2240506_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SiuWVci-aeI/AAAAAAAAAQs/xzf0plwFX84/s320/n748419898_2793269_4637810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344530677989534178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I malas wna do captions. But you see, confirm can guess what I was saying. Yeah, I ATE KUAY TEOW KERAAANG! Ooohlala! toodles. drop a tag for queries aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amigos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-6435582038028998131?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6435582038028998131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=6435582038028998131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6435582038028998131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6435582038028998131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/continue.html' title='continue.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SiuUgK447HI/AAAAAAAAAP8/UjyQFlARRa4/s72-c/4450_112001249898_748419898_2792476_1701299_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-8349033606296110211</id><published>2009-06-06T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:54:35.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new skin/bowling</title><content type='html'>Hello people. Since this week there's no rehearsal for the 19th Anniversary thingy, (like, YESSAH!) I'm free enough to actually even bother to change my blogskin. Yeah, cause currently I'm in love with the colour combination of brown and pink and also Crazier by Taylor Swift. Oh talking about that, I've illegally watched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SiqBay7p4ZI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Lr8ZMuBMo_Q/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SiqBay7p4ZI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Lr8ZMuBMo_Q/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344226205177078162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;on the net and found it was SUPER COOL. Yeah, i wished I had a life like that, having a secret identity. K, back to where I was. Oh, refer to title, second part. BOWLING! Man it was super fun, as it was my bloody first time. And you know what, on the first try, I got a STRIKE! I was like, super duper happy, so the rest of the games, I did a pretty good job of throwing it to the side.so, pictures, late. my mum wants to use. DAMN. ok wait, she's watching tv!!! kk, faster zaan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alamak damn, she sound already. Patience is virtue. yeah right. gotta crash too. continue tomorrow aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly fly away - Miley Cyrus ft Billy Ray Cyrus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-8349033606296110211?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8349033606296110211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=8349033606296110211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/8349033606296110211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/8349033606296110211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-skinbowling.html' title='new skin/bowling'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SiqBay7p4ZI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Lr8ZMuBMo_Q/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-6777943131161410096</id><published>2009-06-05T23:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:22:55.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ncc, i love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Sik3tsQVdvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/dtzbdmqvj1o/s1600-h/Image1109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Sik3tsQVdvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/dtzbdmqvj1o/s320/Image1109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343863690965120754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part D '09 said that, later on, through thick and thin, we will end up veryvery close, to each other, like one big family. Just when I thought this feeling wont be as soon as when we're in Part A but, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love them already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I, Izaan Noorzahin, love Part A '09 very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They're the reasons I want to go NCC. And to Fatiha(h), Nuraini, Aisyah and Radhiah. Our PC and APC past and current, i love you too, very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-6777943131161410096?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6777943131161410096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=6777943131161410096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6777943131161410096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6777943131161410096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/ncc-i-love-you.html' title='ncc, i love you.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Sik3tsQVdvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/dtzbdmqvj1o/s72-c/Image1109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-1756445897907161065</id><published>2009-06-03T14:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:50:28.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazier</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;I never gone with the wind&lt;br /&gt;Just let it flow&lt;br /&gt;let it take me where it wants to go&lt;br /&gt;'till you open the door there's so much more&lt;br /&gt;i've never seen it before&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to fly&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't find wings&lt;br /&gt;but you came along and you changed everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you lift my feet off the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; you spin me around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make me crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;feels like i'm falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; and i, i'm lost in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make me crazier crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched from a distance as you made life your own&lt;br /&gt;every sky was your own kind of blue&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to know how that would feel&lt;br /&gt;and you made it so real&lt;br /&gt;you showed me something that i couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;you opened my eyes and you made me believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you lift my feet off the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; you spin me around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make me crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;feels like im falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; and i, i'm lost in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make me crazier crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you showed me what living is for&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to hide anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you lift my feet off the ground you spin me around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make me crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;feels like im falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; and i'm lost in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make me crazier crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt; crazier crazier &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-1756445897907161065?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1756445897907161065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=1756445897907161065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/1756445897907161065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/1756445897907161065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazier.html' title='crazier'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-6377629522314675804</id><published>2009-06-02T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:03:18.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wait, last minute announcement</title><content type='html'>I know my blog's on hiatus. But since next week there are no plans, we're of to meet my long time no see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SiTqTfequAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Ba39vDc13-s/s1600-h/4333_100830814432_709269432_1680220_2257839_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SiTqTfequAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Ba39vDc13-s/s320/4333_100830814432_709269432_1680220_2257839_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342652678556792834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cousins plus Makcik plus Pakcik&lt;/span&gt; all the way back to our village. Tripple YAY! Miss them truckkloads. Looking for next week. So you rockstars wanna reach me next week, I'll be away, ayte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-6377629522314675804?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6377629522314675804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=6377629522314675804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6377629522314675804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6377629522314675804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/wait-last-minute-announcement.html' title='wait, last minute announcement'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SiTqTfequAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Ba39vDc13-s/s72-c/4333_100830814432_709269432_1680220_2257839_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7399719930860713778</id><published>2009-06-02T12:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:49:30.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the long-time not posting. Even during the holidays, I'm not free/busy. Outdoor Performance Rehearsal almost everyday, piling stacks of holiday homeworks, and holiday with cousins balek kampong takes up the days I'm free. Holiday much? So whatever stuff you rockstars wanna ask me, just drop by a tag or  ask me at my msn. I wont be updating often. So now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This blog's on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:257%;"&gt;HIATUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-7399719930860713778?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7399719930860713778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=7399719930860713778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7399719930860713778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7399719930860713778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy.html' title='busy'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-8768168767730661275</id><published>2009-05-30T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:43:30.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guitargeek</title><content type='html'>School holiday is here and right now, I'm too lazy to start work. So right now, I'm currently addicted to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SiENPBG4W8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PzdRK1MH3fI/s1600-h/guitargeek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SiENPBG4W8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PzdRK1MH3fI/s320/guitargeek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341565184684612546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try, go to MindJolt games website and then go search guitar geek. You'll get addicted, AND IT'S FUN! Or better, go facebook applications and search for mindjolt games and blabla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-8768168767730661275?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8768168767730661275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=8768168767730661275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/8768168767730661275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/8768168767730661275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/guitargeek.html' title='guitargeek'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SiENPBG4W8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PzdRK1MH3fI/s72-c/guitargeek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-1491072580221897003</id><published>2009-05-29T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T15:18:24.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sucksucksuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:257%;"&gt;I SUCKKKKKK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-1491072580221897003?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1491072580221897003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=1491072580221897003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/1491072580221897003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/1491072580221897003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/sucksucksuck.html' title='sucksucksuck'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7347154332691408760</id><published>2009-05-28T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:26:28.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>releive, NOT</title><content type='html'>Finally, about the whole week I'm occupied. Until tomorrow, all there's left to do is School.&lt;br /&gt;Until 12.30.&lt;br /&gt;No Public Speaking,&lt;br /&gt;No NCC,&lt;br /&gt;No Outdoor Performance Rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again. Looking to the future of bullshit holidays, I don't think it's even holidays. With outdoor performance almost everyday, then the Science Centre, The NEWater Energy Conservation or whatever crap there is. Then there's still holiday trip with my parents balek kampong. Then still got the piling holiday homeworks that need to be done by bloody hell next term.you tell me how the fuck am I supposed to survive. I don't even call it holiday lah please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wish me luck niggas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-7347154332691408760?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7347154332691408760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=7347154332691408760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7347154332691408760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7347154332691408760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/releive-not.html' title='releive, NOT'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-967146916720584947</id><published>2009-05-28T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T14:03:15.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school</title><content type='html'>I'm in SCHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!&lt;br /&gt;Evil right? supposed to do the bookcross thingy then cher wna do for me. Good lor. Oh yar, now she's blog-hopping and found my blog. But too bad my blog's private. :D&lt;br /&gt;So in 45 mins time, doomsday. oh Wait, kim's staring at the comp. Kaypo peeps. So back to my story, cause Later is public speaking exam. And I'll have to stand in front of 40-4+2 people talking about teenage depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psst, I haven memorise the script. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before I got pulled on the ear, gotta run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zaanzxzx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-967146916720584947?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/967146916720584947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=967146916720584947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/967146916720584947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/967146916720584947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/school.html' title='school'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-6956374131529001808</id><published>2009-05-27T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:42:40.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isuckisuckisuck</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind refering to the title. Indeed, I do.&lt;br /&gt;School has been fun nowadays, though I know it's super tiring. Nowadays, the routine has been like, school, public speaking/early CCA, Mass display rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, tomorrow's gon be the same, and I'm broke. I have to survive two days without moneyyy. Sedih kan?&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I laughed my ass out during Mr Tan's lesson. Public speaking, nothing much. I dont know whether to sing or not, the beginning. Cause cher say is sing got more points. Which, I'd REALLY like. So wish me luck tomorrow yeah people.&lt;br /&gt;Mass Display, although fun, but damn retarded. Seriously. But actually, it WAS cute. Seriously, very cute. I like. Mr Azhar hop hot sia. Super cute. But I think we're gonna work our asses out to make this thing tha best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be a damn long day, which I hope to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;survivor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-6956374131529001808?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6956374131529001808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=6956374131529001808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6956374131529001808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6956374131529001808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/isuckisuckisuck.html' title='isuckisuckisuck'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-3965213304881142316</id><published>2009-05-25T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:37:49.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was preoccupied. Yeah, tired myself. Though I would mostly say this during CCA days, today was still tiring, but not as terok.&lt;br /&gt;So after school we had Public Speaking, which was &lt;i&gt;ok&lt;/i&gt;, just that I was thought about the techniques, which helped me ALOT for Thursday later this week. Damn, if only it's not included in CA and SA2, i wouldn't have taken this seriously. But well. Before that, I didn't know about the Mass Display reahearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't come on Friday and they fixed the positions already. Meaning, I'm reserve. Sad seyyy. Shit lah, if only I didn't oversleep. So like, me, Ain and (crap, I forgot her name) were like standing in front step besar like the teachers in charge of the whole thing. See, even I knew more then ma'am I forgot her name also. I just realised, I'm BAD at memorising names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, it was funn. So I didn't know it was THAT short till I get going back home. Went to interchange with Atikah cause I needed to buy my gutter. So took same bus. One stop after Atikah's stop, met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NUR NADHRAH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I miss her, vehvehveh much. Unfortunately, it was only a few stops away from my house. We didn't get to chat alot. But I know I thing that shocked the freak out of me. Serious shit shocking. I say, that person need LOTS of explanation to do to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love-&lt;br /&gt;yours truly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-3965213304881142316?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3965213304881142316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=3965213304881142316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3965213304881142316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3965213304881142316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/d_25.html' title=':D'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-6692612233168360241</id><published>2009-05-23T14:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:03:45.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addiction and tempation</title><content type='html'>I'm currently &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;addicted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Sheez4tMP_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Vehsfp0uT3c/s1600-h/11286660271128440600HB-McFly_new_17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Sheez4tMP_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Vehsfp0uT3c/s320/11286660271128440600HB-McFly_new_17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338910497503461362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MCFLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Thanks to Nabilah sayang, &amp;amp; I think I'm gonna watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Shee0LqoyCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/bD2VYN6wGv0/s1600-h/aad_wp_1_1600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Shee0LqoyCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/bD2VYN6wGv0/s320/aad_wp_1_1600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338910502593021986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ANGELS AND DEMONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooooooon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-6692612233168360241?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6692612233168360241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=6692612233168360241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6692612233168360241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6692612233168360241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/addiction-and-tempation.html' title='addiction and tempation'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Sheez4tMP_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Vehsfp0uT3c/s72-c/11286660271128440600HB-McFly_new_17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-8880160311200080906</id><published>2009-05-23T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:40:36.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritating</title><content type='html'>I damn &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;menyampah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, guys who just hop around on the net be it friendster/facebook/tagged or whatever and find any girl they think is hot, ask for e-mail, chat on msn, ask for stead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god this blog's private. If not, you'll be damn sure I'm talkin' bout you, asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously know, super &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;menyampah.&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/6018417047165469724-8880160311200080906?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8880160311200080906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=8880160311200080906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/8880160311200080906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/8880160311200080906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/irritating.html' title='Irritating'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-3484559318885266080</id><published>2009-05-23T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:09:13.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time goes by, by, so quickly.</title><content type='html'>halu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you miss me right, I know. Of course. Everybody does. Well. What to do when your computer and mum's laptop can't work? The only working machine that works is my sister's poly notebook. Which take a bloody hard time to persuade her to at least lend it to us. Well, genius me saved the day. See..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents are out to Batam (yeah of all places. Don't know what type of tsunami they're in now ah seriously.) Like, f yay. Cause It's home alone with sister(s). Kakak number 2 went to silat. And there she left me, kakak number 1 and this notebook. Me being the closer sister to her, is allowed to know the password and when sister number 1 wants to use, she MUST ask me to go in for her. If not then too bad. So well, now is like my turn to use it. I know my kakak trust me more than kakak number 1. Nyaha I'm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was back from floorball training; something which I have not been doing for a very long time. miss it man. Some of my skills were lost. Damn girl. And now I know the secret. NYAHA. no lah nothing. Zaan bbual merepek eh. Anyway, since now my curfew has ended, I CAN go to training.  :DDDDDDDDD Big YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yar, you know, I din go to NCC yesterday cause I overslept. Cause like, I finish at 12.30, NCC start at around, 4. What the fuck am I gonna do for that period of time when there's no bloody computer? sleeeeeeeeeeeep. So then skali, before that, I asked my mommaye wake me up at 3. THEN, she din hear. WHICH I thought she did. Smart aye? Then I ended up waking up at 4.15. how cool is that man. So I skipped. Din wanna do pumping. Drama abit with them can already. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to say, for the first time, I heard Yen Peng, Jie Yi, Jia Le and Samantha being THAT loud. good job people. nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;Alot has happened and im tired out of my muscles to be typing any further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalamun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-3484559318885266080?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3484559318885266080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=3484559318885266080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3484559318885266080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3484559318885266080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-goes-by-by-so-quickly.html' title='time goes by, by, so quickly.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-5026435235583168775</id><published>2009-05-20T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:08:10.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outinggg(:</title><content type='html'>before I say anything about the awesomazing "reunion" with all time beloved PRPS rockstars, I think I'd have to thank the all-time merepek-er hyper-ist and gila-___ :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Siti Nabilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I think I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; be able to cheer up thinking of her. Aww. Yeah, I know I'm like, super sweet, like duh! Haha k. So I'm supposed to go to Public Speaking Just now but was cancelled. So when I bragged myself to go home after school, suddenly Farah Masturah sayang saved my life. She said she's meeting Cikgu Amirah and wanted me to follow. Yessah babe. Then like, we went there with Azlina following. From far can see the hyper group making a stupid fool of themself. Sorry babes. So like, then lepaked and bbual with my Havocalistics sayangss which I have not talked to for long. So we joined the rest of them at E!hub 5th Storey and ghost storied. That freaked Cikgu Amira and Sach sayangss. Sorry guys. But somebody started it, so it continnued. When we saw Sach's face freaked out like, super giler mampos nyer freak out, jalan ah sia. So like, we cabut the place and walked to the badminton hall near there. Then soon, I left with cikgu. Cause it's 5.30.oh and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Farah that your parents saw you. I hope you din get World War 3 Happening in your house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-5026435235583168775?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5026435235583168775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=5026435235583168775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/5026435235583168775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/5026435235583168775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/outinggg.html' title='outinggg(:'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-2741591875298816980</id><published>2009-05-18T18:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:01:23.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>temptations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/ShE-8CqGQEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5VQUJgFs9gc/s1600-h/tronky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 73px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/ShE-8CqGQEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5VQUJgFs9gc/s320/tronky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337116234637262914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/ShE-79fcnCI/AAAAAAAAANw/0oD3OOat1Jw/s1600-h/kinder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/ShE-79fcnCI/AAAAAAAAANw/0oD3OOat1Jw/s320/kinder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337116233250413602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for these two edible matters that came down from heaven. Or at least, tastes as heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;People say that if you're craving for chocolates, means you're in love. I don't believe that rather. All this bullshit. Why are people believing in these kind of unproven theories so much that it affects their life? Only God knows and should be believed in. He's the one that gives permission for it to happen. Not the person who made up the theory or the fortune teller. Again, I don't understand people nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-2741591875298816980?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2741591875298816980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=2741591875298816980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2741591875298816980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2741591875298816980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/temptations.html' title='temptations'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/ShE-8CqGQEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5VQUJgFs9gc/s72-c/tronky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-4703353719381382900</id><published>2009-05-18T09:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T09:52:08.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>off duty.</title><content type='html'>I'm home, on Monday, during school hours. Cool kan. and this only (i think) applies to Crestians. Oh wait I think I saw Syamir online just now. But then again, I don't know. Maybe he's sick? Don't know that much. So anyway, I shall conclude again that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;There's no school today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, which, is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesomazing&lt;/span&gt;. I'm dragging to go to school, but at the same time, cannot tahan staying at home when all I hear is those...&lt;br /&gt;Izaan shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;"don't wanna talk about about it. don't wanna think about it. I'm just so sick about it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;-Cry me a river - Justin timberlake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I would like to thank &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Radeedeeo&lt;/span&gt; for the riminding of "he thinks im hot" oh yeah, let me tell you crestians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once apon a time after PSLE last year, we went merayaping everyday after school. So like on our way to our loitering place, we gossip and all that stuff. Then somehow rather we came across a topic about ________. Then I said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He changed alot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you know what this Radeedeeo heard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"WHAT HE THINKS I'M HOT?!?!?!?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like I know right? Man I miss those days, I miss primary school. There's where I began my life and I certainly want to end it there. Though I can't come back because of the irritating security guard, my parents who doesn't allow me to to go floorball trainings. Yeah, practically, it suck not visiting a place where your whole life is. I just can't let go everything. Too much memories are there for me to let go, too much. And I'm missing it more than I miss you-know-who. And some of you know how much I miss you-know-who kan? I love primary school, I love my primary school friends, i love my primary school teachers, last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love Pasir Ris Primary School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-4703353719381382900?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/4703353719381382900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=4703353719381382900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/4703353719381382900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/4703353719381382900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/off-duty.html' title='off duty.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-5176233940604881412</id><published>2009-05-17T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:34:20.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Before I do Anything, I would like to thank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Maryam Sajidah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the everlasting concern. Yeah, love you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, just now was imlak exam. I din even study so we cheated. The three of us got with plans like, taking picture, writing down, hide textbook under bag [cool kan exam boleh bawak bag?]. Then at last pon, we still left blanks, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in an exam&lt;/span&gt;! Yeah, try doing that n curriculum school. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; For the rest of the day, me and Nazhirah merepek-ed the whole day while Salwaa being the kakak kept stopping us. TAK HERAN! Serious ah that girl, not only the sister giler. She also one kind of craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;USTAZ AZMAN DIDN'T COME AGAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wallaueyy, he never come the whole class damn bored. Then kena relieve teacher the one yg, boring, square. yeah, cause he looks like square. Ustaz Azman needed to go to work. Dengar-dengar nih pon bukan keje kau pe? Correct what. Two weeks already know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gues, now that I'm in secondary school, i DO have reason to go to Madrasah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love-&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-5176233940604881412?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5176233940604881412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=5176233940604881412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/5176233940604881412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/5176233940604881412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-4985253643987387593</id><published>2009-05-16T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:11:07.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>headaches, migranes= stressed.</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;I've been having lots of headaches lately, lots. Thank God exams are over. or not, I'l be like, failing everything cause I can't concentrate. I think most probably my headaces are because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Technology; radiation nowadays are too powerful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Parents&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Siblings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Yeah, just that three and now, my head's spinning. (you spin my head rightroundrightround). Let's jump to the second point. As I've said in earlier posts, thay have really made me feel freakin' stressed and got back to cutting, which, I had promised myself to stop cutting. That however have given me a sin. seriously. Like, what else can I do? Yes, there's many other. But I've tried all, none worked. I guess this is why i privated my blog. Super irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siblings, lazy wna talk about them ah, make my heart more paiful only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-4985253643987387593?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/4985253643987387593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=4985253643987387593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/4985253643987387593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/4985253643987387593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/headaches-migranes-stressed.html' title='headaches, migranes= stressed.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7627036091034787021</id><published>2009-05-15T12:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:40:09.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohmaigoddeh!</title><content type='html'>It's been long I've been wanting to say this. Though before this happened, I didn't want to say. But then again, only after it commeneced, i thought back. I do want to say it. And now I'm finally saying it. I missed everything before this. I missed the daily routine I go through before this. I miss it. Now it's coming. Though I know I'm not looking forward to it, but I have to. So now, something I've been dying to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The exams are over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, like finally, it's over. and i guessed I screwed up in art just now. My marker ran out of ink and i was halfway through doing it. Luckily it wasn't loud when I said, "holy shit!" when my black marker just HAD to turn white. Super Irritating. Oh and, my drawing was a little too much detail that on the last 15 mins, i still havent finished outline. yeah. But thanks to Hanan and Wenli, I felt much better when they said that my drawing was nice. Thank you sayangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i think, that's it, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-7627036091034787021?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7627036091034787021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=7627036091034787021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7627036091034787021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7627036091034787021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/ohmaigoddeh.html' title='ohmaigoddeh!'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-2127283648526796733</id><published>2009-05-11T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:46:24.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stressed much?</title><content type='html'>I guess &lt;span style="font-size:257%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THIS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is what's called stressed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-2127283648526796733?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2127283648526796733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=2127283648526796733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2127283648526796733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2127283648526796733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/stressed-much.html' title='stressed much?'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7648936041000651347</id><published>2009-05-11T14:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:56:25.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>science, oh dear.</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been updating alot lately.&lt;br /&gt;Kay so, tomorrow's Science, &amp;amp; I can't study in peace if there just HAVE to be some interuptions in the house. I study outside, confirm they ask me do something, while I'm studying. Then I want do, they say I'm tryna escape studying. What the fuck kan? Then, if I study inside, they think I not studying. They keep knocking door and all that shout like mad people from outside saying I drama only study. Then I wna study outside, she confirm got tsunami. You expect me to leave the house with her attitude merepek like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;How the hell am i supposed to study?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're currently indirectly praying that I'd fail again by swaering and all that. How am I gonna get high hopes. Make me have low self esteem kan. Then like, confirm everytime they say something, very hurtful. Well it seems that they simply ENJOY looking at their daughter suffering. Yes, that's the word.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm daring enough to bet, that I won't suceed in life, and it's all because of them while they nagging their throats outs and spoiling my eardrums saying that it's entirely my fucking fault I end up like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"If you're gonna hurt me, then do it quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm tired of crying"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are swollen, and they don't even realise it to make it worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-7648936041000651347?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7648936041000651347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=7648936041000651347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7648936041000651347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7648936041000651347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/science-oh-dear.html' title='science, oh dear.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-6523708145457785758</id><published>2009-05-11T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:34:48.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>season of secrets...</title><content type='html'>haaaaaaluuuu.&lt;br /&gt;today, was,&lt;br /&gt;LONG&lt;br /&gt;(Mr LONGahLONG):D&lt;br /&gt;kurang ajar siaaaaak.&lt;br /&gt;aaanyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Hazirah baby at Popular Tampines Mall after madrasah. Wanted to pinjam her art question paper cause i love mine. :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after calling my daddaye with him screaming in my ears after i asked him, nicely. I had no choice but not to lepak with Hazirah sayang. D: So then, went to nenek's house after getting back and as usual, eat the shit out as if the house was ours. I love my nenek. Then when we were about to leave, I gave her that heart-warming hug, which I've never did, for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and talking about hugs, my hug with Obek Esah sayang was cute, sweet, cuddly. She ah, VERYVERYVERY motherly. It was nice, veryveryvery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG NOW'S WHO'S LINE IS IT ANYWAY!&lt;br /&gt;oh and, before this i watched:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Scariest places on Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah, it WAS scary.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-6523708145457785758?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6523708145457785758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=6523708145457785758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6523708145457785758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6523708145457785758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/season-of-secrets.html' title='season of secrets...'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-3364950447928062267</id><published>2009-05-08T14:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T15:04:33.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>art, oh dear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgPW_R8uFGI/AAAAAAAAAM0/8S2lj4KScew/s1600-h/photography11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgPW_R8uFGI/AAAAAAAAAM0/8S2lj4KScew/s320/photography11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333342766374982754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm currently bursting my head out of the research for art.&lt;br /&gt;We have to draw a 1 point perspective room, based on either:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lines and dots in action&lt;br /&gt;-shapes in play.&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching for like, since my mom left, and NONE of the room drawings had lines, dots, or shapes. As in, none was realted to the theme, which was, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IRRITATING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway,&lt;br /&gt;was back from Geography exams just now. Well I must conclude, Geography is an exam which you HAVE to study. You don't you're finnisshhheD (immitates Ustaz Azman). Yes, so to all you little kiddos who's burting their heads for PSLE this year, take note.&lt;br /&gt;But overall, it was &lt;u&gt;fine.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as for the long weekend, Im planning to like, sleep my butt off. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT NO.....!&lt;/span&gt;Thank you very much, Mid-Year Examinations. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-3364950447928062267?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3364950447928062267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=3364950447928062267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3364950447928062267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3364950447928062267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/art-oh-dear.html' title='art, oh dear.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgPW_R8uFGI/AAAAAAAAAM0/8S2lj4KScew/s72-c/photography11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-761595399079373311</id><published>2009-05-05T15:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T16:38:10.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="380" height="120"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://r.0.e.w.aimini.net/player/mp3/?file=http://r.0.e.w.aimini.net/play/?fid=WE0Rxi4vzpYZTQdU5Wm0&amp;amp;auto=yes&amp;amp;repeat=yes"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://r.0.e.w.aimini.net/player/mp3/?file=http://r.0.e.w.aimini.net/play/?fid=WE0Rxi4vzpYZTQdU5Wm0&amp;amp;auto=yes&amp;amp;repeat=yes" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="380" height="120"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"I dont know how to play it like im not in love with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;but i'll try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;even though I do still..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;miss you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;just like the air that I breath,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I need you with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Im not gonna lie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I cant imagine my life without you, but I..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;suppose I will survive."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Long time no blog.&lt;br /&gt;Alott of things are going on, especially cause &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the world's ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is. I admit, I have been doing many sins since i was like, 4-5? But that doesn't count, as far as I'm concern. Only after I get my red light, which is end of Primary 5. Yes, only that short period of time, and I have been doing A LOT of sins, alot. I think, it's really time for me to get back, to where I'm supposed to be. But I know, even though they predict it's gonna be in 2012, it's still way too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see my brother grow, just like how my sister watch me grow for 13 years. I wanna grow and get my own job, to feel how my parents work their asses out to get me comfortable. I wanna get married, to feel the one-day feeling of being the queen. I want to make my own family, so that I know the pain that my mother went through with me. I want to do everything. But it seems, god doesn't allow me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everybody out there,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for all the sins i've done,&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry for all the misunderstanding,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, for everything.&lt;br /&gt;Before we leave this world and there's no one to care about, only yourself,&lt;br /&gt;let's make it to the fullest, shall we.?&lt;br /&gt;Spread the love around, cause I love you guys so much.&lt;br /&gt;all i want to say is,&lt;br /&gt;take care of yourself, and your ibadah.&lt;br /&gt;yes, you might say I'm alem: that's cause I'm really scared of doomsday.&lt;br /&gt;and let's all go to syurga, together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-761595399079373311?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/761595399079373311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=761595399079373311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/761595399079373311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/761595399079373311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-2917507055928093312</id><published>2009-04-30T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:17:49.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Sfmy2tbAIvI/AAAAAAAAAMs/DntiRLng5OA/s1600-h/n770874010_1740367_6992414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Sfmy2tbAIvI/AAAAAAAAAMs/DntiRLng5OA/s320/n770874010_1740367_6992414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330488286945223410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO will the the sole survivor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALAMAK ADIKKU!&lt;br /&gt;pakai tube siot!&lt;br /&gt;[yang pakaikan aku jugak kan?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cutekancutekan?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-2917507055928093312?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2917507055928093312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=2917507055928093312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2917507055928093312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2917507055928093312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/04/who-will-the-sole-survivor.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Sfmy2tbAIvI/AAAAAAAAAMs/DntiRLng5OA/s72-c/n770874010_1740367_6992414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-8827260543389759505</id><published>2009-04-30T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:11:40.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SfmjFx5bcGI/AAAAAAAAAMk/pnjUcAafw9s/s1600-h/vans+offender+backpack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SfmjFx5bcGI/AAAAAAAAAMk/pnjUcAafw9s/s320/vans+offender+backpack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330470953658576994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selling for&lt;br /&gt;$100.&lt;br /&gt;bought from the factory itself,&lt;br /&gt;in USA.&lt;br /&gt;original vans bag.&lt;br /&gt;very useful.&lt;br /&gt;can be used for camps,&lt;br /&gt;schools,&lt;br /&gt;anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comes in two colours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-8827260543389759505?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8827260543389759505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=8827260543389759505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/8827260543389759505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/8827260543389759505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/04/selling-for-100.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SfmjFx5bcGI/AAAAAAAAAMk/pnjUcAafw9s/s72-c/vans+offender+backpack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-4760104316716340190</id><published>2009-04-30T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:31:41.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HjWtRYaxmWM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HjWtRYaxmWM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hit me, hard.&lt;br /&gt;I cried. Seriously very touching.&lt;br /&gt;If lions have feelings,&lt;br /&gt;why does humans&lt;br /&gt;act like they don't?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-4760104316716340190?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/4760104316716340190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=4760104316716340190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/4760104316716340190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/4760104316716340190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-hit-me-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-6326461316722606562</id><published>2009-04-26T14:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:22:19.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9M5d9w5-57M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9M5d9w5-57M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanani and Effess' voices are hott.&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking jealous.&lt;br /&gt;Love this song,&lt;br /&gt;though something spoiled it after the first chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-6326461316722606562?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6326461316722606562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=6326461316722606562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6326461316722606562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6326461316722606562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/04/hanani-and-effess-voices-are-hott.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-184935645776905573</id><published>2009-04-26T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:19:09.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope you will forgive me baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sFQkiEspXl4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sFQkiEspXl4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; there to light my day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were there to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guide me through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our days were down and out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll never stop thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;How can I forget all that?&lt;br /&gt;when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're the one who makes me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'll &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; be a part of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how I wish you were stil mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never will foget the day,&lt;br /&gt;how we've met and gained this far.&lt;br /&gt;even though we've got this feeling&lt;br /&gt;but somehow it has to end up here.&lt;br /&gt;we know it's me who said goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;and that's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the hardest thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you mean so much to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's the truth from me to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all the things I've done and said,&lt;br /&gt;for all the hurt that I've caused you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hope you will forgive me baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cause that wasnt what I meant to do.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-184935645776905573?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/184935645776905573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=184935645776905573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/184935645776905573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/184935645776905573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hope-you-will-forgive-me-baby.html' title='i hope you will forgive me baby.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-6668062105388141375</id><published>2009-04-24T22:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T13:49:47.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:32%;"&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;run&lt;/span&gt; to school, because of you.&lt;br /&gt;I dnt care if I sweat.&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as I see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did you leave me?&lt;br /&gt;why couldnt you just stay?&lt;br /&gt;because my worl is nothing,&lt;br /&gt;without you.&lt;br /&gt;and i dnt know what to do&lt;br /&gt;with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I still love you,&lt;br /&gt;this i must confess.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I still need you,&lt;br /&gt;I feel I have to tell you this again.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I still want you,&lt;br /&gt;oh these words I did not plan.&lt;br /&gt;So if I've iterupted anything,&lt;br /&gt;I promise I wont call you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:25%;"&gt;i love you, muhammadhamizanbinismail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-6668062105388141375?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6668062105388141375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=6668062105388141375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6668062105388141375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6668062105388141375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-6675878499435962432</id><published>2009-04-24T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:31:27.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am, SOOOOO good.&lt;br /&gt;veryveryvery&lt;br /&gt;nyahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;wonders of,&lt;br /&gt;-computer&lt;br /&gt;-blogs&lt;br /&gt;-links&lt;br /&gt;-photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a term called,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bloghop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;iknow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-6675878499435962432?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6675878499435962432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=6675878499435962432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6675878499435962432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6675878499435962432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-sooooo-good.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7355763750317065466</id><published>2009-04-24T13:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T13:58:48.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been izaan-ically proven that eating relieves stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wah like that FATT siaa..]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-7355763750317065466?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7355763750317065466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=7355763750317065466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7355763750317065466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7355763750317065466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-has-been-izaan-ically-proven-that.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-421136362482924002</id><published>2009-04-22T15:58:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:04:36.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;MAIZURAH IF YOU'RE READING THIS &lt;b&gt;PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE&lt;/b&gt; TAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a must, i swearrrrrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-421136362482924002?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-6051446355086539298</id><published>2009-04-19T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T16:33:56.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imy people, very much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I MISS NADHRAH, ZUYYIN, RADIYA, HAVOCALISTICS, CIKGU ROZMAINI, KRISH, HAFIZ, FARIS J, HAMIZAN, YUSUF, SYAMSUL, HADI, MS VANITHA, MRS PANG, MRS CHANG AND ALOT MORE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SERIOSLY, I'M GETTING PRIMARY SCHOOL SICK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I MISS THEM, ALOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;GODDAMIT, SECONDARY SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;LET PRIMARY SCHOOL BE FOREVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NO SECONDARY SCHOOL,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NO POLY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NO JC,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NO ITE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NO UNIVERSITY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;JUST PRIMARY SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I LOVE PRPS SO MUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AND GOD KNOWS HOW MUCH I MISS IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;THIS SUCK&lt;/span&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/6018417047165469724-6051446355086539298?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6051446355086539298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=6051446355086539298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6051446355086539298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6051446355086539298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/04/imy-people-very-much.html' title='imy people, very much.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7464390239885571524</id><published>2009-04-17T13:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T13:22:23.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iMAC!!</title><content type='html'>I'm siccccck.&lt;br /&gt;i din go to school today.&lt;br /&gt;which is, AWESOMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;yeah, suuuuuuuuuuuuper awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i swearrrr.&lt;br /&gt;oh and, yesterday, had ICT lesson.&lt;br /&gt;at MAC lab. and it was suuuuuuuper coool.&lt;br /&gt;i update pics beloww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegQNQd7loI/AAAAAAAAAME/rDIDwjRvDGc/s1600-h/Photo+19editted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegQNQd7loI/AAAAAAAAAME/rDIDwjRvDGc/s320/Photo+19editted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325524379310462594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegQNJJGyaI/AAAAAAAAAL8/jk8jTnH3xdE/s1600-h/Photo+12editted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegQNJJGyaI/AAAAAAAAAL8/jk8jTnH3xdE/s320/Photo+12editted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325524377344068002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegQNKDlXZI/AAAAAAAAAL0/742RkdnB8_E/s1600-h/macamwhore1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegQNKDlXZI/AAAAAAAAAL0/742RkdnB8_E/s320/macamwhore1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325524377589341586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegQM4dhhFI/AAAAAAAAALs/ZgzrcMPBsBM/s1600-h/macamwhore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegQM4dhhFI/AAAAAAAAALs/ZgzrcMPBsBM/s320/macamwhore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325524372866303058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegQM6FSt0I/AAAAAAAAALk/cjig9EQFoq8/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegQM6FSt0I/AAAAAAAAALk/cjig9EQFoq8/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325524373301540674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRIStie!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG I LOVE HER LAH CANN!&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegRTqsYwsI/AAAAAAAAAMc/6CdfRIJczSQ/s1600-h/Photo+27editted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegRTqsYwsI/AAAAAAAAAMc/6CdfRIJczSQ/s320/Photo+27editted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325525588941259458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegRTjtqKsI/AAAAAAAAAMU/5cuQY2FRaV0/s1600-h/Photo+26editted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegRTjtqKsI/AAAAAAAAAMU/5cuQY2FRaV0/s320/Photo+26editted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325525587067546306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegRTTI2PgI/AAAAAAAAAMM/e98jIOpSevM/s1600-h/Photo+24editted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegRTTI2PgI/AAAAAAAAAMM/e98jIOpSevM/s320/Photo+24editted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325525582618181122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;toodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed,&lt;br /&gt;sincerely me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='iMAC!!'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SegQNQd7loI/AAAAAAAAAME/rDIDwjRvDGc/s72-c/Photo+19editted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-8063699559659049447</id><published>2009-04-14T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:16:10.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:DDDD</title><content type='html'>It's been long since i've updated,&lt;br /&gt;and alot has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been sleeping &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alot &lt;/span&gt;in class lately, as in, REALLY sleeping.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;something that happened on 31st March happened again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;met darling fiqqah and camwhored MAX!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;speech day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how i suck&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;alot more....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Like seriously, alot of things happened.&lt;br /&gt;I sleep in class alot. lets see, during reading period, literature, geography, maths, science, english. Yeah. i've been super tired, lazy nowadays man. i dont even want to do my homework, MATHS some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth... later i continue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-8063699559659049447?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8063699559659049447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=8063699559659049447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/8063699559659049447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/8063699559659049447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/04/dddd.html' title=':DDDD'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7541282936928094218</id><published>2009-04-05T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:27:49.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;for the sake of hazirah dear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hello peepoles.&lt;br /&gt;k, frankly, i seriously don't know what to put. except for..&lt;br /&gt;i just have to mention,&lt;br /&gt;i've been keeping this for very long already.&lt;br /&gt;but i have some freaking issues with some people who just doesnt know that people have feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i do not wish to bloody hell tell who the fuck ya'll are.&lt;br /&gt;but fuck, you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;In the first place i don't even know why ya'll treat me like a sucker, bitch, asshole. i seriously dont get what your fucking problem is lah.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry vulgarities are being thrown, but i just can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;you have issues with me, say it in front of my face. quit the drama, quit the lies. cause it aint nothing to me. trust me i act and lie better than ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;sometime, ya'll are just as good as dogs berayed on the streets lah siaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;just know that lah eh? i know, now ya'll hate the fuck of me, leaving me like a loner in class. so what? i admit that i do care and it does hurt my fucking sensible feeling that if ya'll dont realise, it do exist in me. but i DO have my beloved friends from other classes. which leaves ya'll to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ once again, i do have feelings.&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/6018417047165469724-7541282936928094218?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7541282936928094218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=7541282936928094218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7541282936928094218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7541282936928094218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;You could see the delightness of my face, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and even now, as im blogging,&lt;br /&gt;i am, smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was like, the best day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;and i keep hoping and praying that one day, it'll be better.&lt;br /&gt;its been four moths im waiting, it came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izaan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-770213235755203132?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/770213235755203132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=770213235755203132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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height="120"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://m.n.7.m.aimini.net/player/mp3/?file=http://m.n.7.m.aimini.net/play/?fid=m7NmeNjGA36596vP1aGN&amp;amp;auto=yes&amp;amp;repeat=yes"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://m.n.7.m.aimini.net/player/mp3/?file=http://m.n.7.m.aimini.net/play/?fid=m7NmeNjGA36596vP1aGN&amp;amp;auto=yes&amp;amp;repeat=yes" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="380" height="120"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; if I interupted anything,&lt;br /&gt;i promise i wont call you again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-5010686484355945922?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5010686484355945922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=5010686484355945922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/5010686484355945922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/5010686484355945922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-i-still-love-you.html' title='yes i still love you'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-8628841343561142744</id><published>2009-03-28T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:25:33.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heating up the fats.</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now was, super fun. like, seriously..&lt;br /&gt;but damn tiring, can feel the babats lost. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like we went to have our breakfast at the airport - at the staff canteen, as usual - after picking my daddaye up from work. He was super lucky, like when he wanted to go up to the canteen, his friend told him that there's alot of can drinks, that they're bout to throw away if it aint gon' be finished. After breakfast, I thought we were gonna go to the East Coast one, padahal at PRP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parked the car at the horse riding place the carpark there. Then got bicyclekiosk. So like, double $8, and single $6. And you know what, my mother was like, "take 5 singles ah" in my heart i was like, &lt;em&gt;mummy are you okay?&lt;/em&gt; seriously. but we ended up taking two singles, one double (my sisters, i wanted single:D) and one single with baby seat. So i was like, ok fine, suresure. then, youknowyouknw, i was like the first one to go off first. coolio kan?&lt;br /&gt;Cause i missed cycling and wanted to just go off, without waiting for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that part of the park was freaking peaceful and bloody nice. Like this you go out with your gf/bf cycling it'll be super romantic. Chey zaan bbual werld ah.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, cycled then waited for kakaksss. Cause I'll get lost if i dont cycle with them. And e'eh you know, they sajer you know. you know the sign got say no bicycles allowed in the mangrove, they still go in you! what's with the slang man?izaan stop your nonsense, please.&lt;br /&gt;So then, cycled then there was this, bridge, got slopes at the end. we and our childishness,go up and down the slopes like nobody's business. Then saw mummy and daddaye with umarion coming. so like, we cycled togethergether to the end of PRP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that side also romantic. got the pokok so freaking easy to climb. but cannot, not in the right attire. haha..&lt;br /&gt;so like, drank up then started cycling till the other end of PRP.  On the way back, we stopped at the playground, where we literally became a kid back again. seriously, your guys should have seen how crazy it was. ppl all stare at us, but who cares, it rocked man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;to be continued..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-8628841343561142744?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8628841343561142744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=8628841343561142744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/8628841343561142744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/8628841343561142744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/03/heating-up-fats.html' title='heating up the fats.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-5073228706081527898</id><published>2009-03-20T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:38:49.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a bicycle.</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in need of something.&lt;br /&gt;Something that will change my life,&lt;br /&gt;for the better.&lt;br /&gt;Something that will make me happy,&lt;br /&gt;forever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in need of,&lt;br /&gt;a bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious. If I have a bicycle I would prolly like, cycle everyday to school. Which means, risks of me being late would be slimmer. That would also give me a bloody good exercise in the morning. Then when I'm bored, I can just go down, take my bike and cycle around Pasir Ris. That, again, would give me a good exercise. I want a bicycle lah chicken.&lt;br /&gt;Anybody who's kind enough to buy me a bicycle, i swear I'd love you, veryveryvery much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izaan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-5073228706081527898?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5073228706081527898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=5073228706081527898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/5073228706081527898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/5073228706081527898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-bicycle.html' title='I want a bicycle.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-4939551179626209743</id><published>2009-03-18T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:22:49.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my pretty boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I really miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I havent seen you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;forwhat it seems like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Just seeing something realted to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;makes me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Thank you for putting me in such pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;And I didn't use any sarcasm in this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;although there are more things to say about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;still,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;more than words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-4939551179626209743?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/4939551179626209743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=4939551179626209743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/4939551179626209743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/4939551179626209743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/03/boy-i-really-miss-you.html' title='oh my pretty boy.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-2152737687925019241</id><published>2009-03-17T13:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T13:21:00.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG WHAT THE &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;SIALLUH, I TYPE EVERYTHING  THAT HAPPENED IN DAY 2 ALREADY THEN SKALI THE WHOLE THING ERASED BY ITSELF, AND IT WAS AUTO-SAVED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;CHIBAI&lt;/span&gt; SIAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;I WRITE ALOT READI SIAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-2152737687925019241?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2152737687925019241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=2152737687925019241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2152737687925019241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2152737687925019241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg-what-fuck-sialluh-i-type-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-3477826102850851621</id><published>2009-03-15T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:56:02.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camp:)</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from camp one hour and 23 minutes ago. All I have to say it, I experienced alot during the camp - which made it the best.&lt;br /&gt;We had laughter, cries. Experience the normal and the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;paranormal.&lt;/span&gt; Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reported at school at around 7 - 7.15 like that. Then we got to our platoons and had spot check for bags. I think that usually the USM will be stricter than the ASM. But right from the first day, I was proven wrong. Luckily the one that checked my bag was Maizurah (USM). Omairah (guessed that right, ASM) checked really thorough until the pencil cas and wallet every compartment she check sia. Maizurah only touch2 feel2, nothing, done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so anyway, went to our bunks (classroom) to put our bags. After that, went to our platoons and do whatever activities planned. k, fastforward.&lt;br /&gt;There was this game, called No One Dies.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN fun.&lt;br /&gt;Had the most fun there. Practically Juliet Company won. 'Cause we're strong - strong enough to stay together and strong enough to pull out everybody. For those of you kental people who don't know how to play this game, meet me somewhere and play with me. But make sure you bring at least 10 peeps along. Chey bbual real saa zaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I'm just gon' tell the highlights for the day ah k? K, then what I remembered clearly was the netball competition. That was gerek. Oh and bloody hell we din get to play rugby. Stupid guys playing i-don't-know-what-either-soccer-or-softball in the field. then cannot play chiiiiiiiiiiiiiikenssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, fast forward giler,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner was bath time. We were sent back to our bunks at around 6++. Then like, we wanted to wait downstairs until 7.15 ah. Cause instructions given to bathe at 7.15. Then they thought that we want to go down to bathe. But before that we saw the Part Bs bathing already so we thought can bathe ready ah. Then we went down the stairs then Omairah asked us to go back up. Then sialluh, her temper shot up like hyper man. Seriously,we had to do half body pumping position for two minutes and add another if move. And you know I stay there I was like the only one sweating got pool damn besar siaa. as in, seriously, like rain puddle. She thought I was crying, that's why she say, "cry ah, I don't care" like wtf?! tsktsktsk. Okay, then Maizurah took over and she left to do it on the Part Ds. I don't know why they were punished but yeah, they were. Maizurah damn baek I tell you, like finally, she's the one who let us sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, after we bathed and all that, we were supposed to go night walk at PRP know, then skali tak jadi. Damn sedih. But after listening to why they had to do that, I was quite happy they stopped us. I need not say what the reason is. Wait no, it's more like, I dare not say what's the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh sialluh, i damn tired. continue next time ah sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izaan:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-3477826102850851621?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3477826102850851621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=3477826102850851621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3477826102850851621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3477826102850851621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/03/camp.html' title='camp:)'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-6659796632166728523</id><published>2009-03-12T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T19:24:11.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phew.</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously,&lt;br /&gt;I feel so good, letting out everything.&lt;br /&gt;Now I just realised that the best way for me to confess/ share something,&lt;br /&gt;I write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Nad, just now was the last chance I'm giving you.&lt;br /&gt;It's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izaan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-6659796632166728523?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6659796632166728523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=6659796632166728523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6659796632166728523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6659796632166728523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/03/phew.html' title='phew.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-2494746633587026705</id><published>2009-03-11T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T18:56:34.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back, i think.</title><content type='html'>Hello noobs.&lt;br /&gt;K sorry, you guys aren't noobs, you guys rock my ass out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a gazillion years since I've updated. I think you readers (that is if I have any) have white hair already waiting for me. Sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;Within the period of time I've not been updating, alot of things happened.&lt;br /&gt;Things have change, good things, bad things. And most importantly, &lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;have changed.&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to students of Pasir Ris Crest Secondary School. They are the people who made my life more miserable. Now I really feel like I'm no one, I'm ashamed to say this, about my own school, but I have to let it go. They just &lt;strong&gt;suck&lt;/strong&gt; yeah, that's the word. I mean like, URH! I'm super pissed and angry and mad and I wish I could rewind time or something so that my life wont be as miserable as it is now. More than words. It's just really irritating, annoying having to go through this everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Pasirians. You guys are really the best. I love you and I miss you alot. Hope there wasn't a goodbye to you that night, during graduation night. I just hope that we'll stay united as one, forever. Because you are the people who make me who I am today. Or rather, you guys make me the person who I'm supposed to be. Not now, where I'm just a simple loner which nobody cares bout, except for those who have the heart to be kind enough to me. Once again pasirians, I love you so much and I miss you. I can even cry myself to sleep thinking of how much I miss you people. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NCC's getting along good. So far, we have already learnt a few of the drills, TAPI YANG AKU FEDAP DRANG LOM AJAR MARCHING! kk, translate, but the one that I'm most fed-up with is that they still have not thaught us marching. Yeah, irrrritating. I missed yesterday's lesson which had drills and all that and I missed it. So now, I don't know the drills while they're already going to pro. Then erm, CAMP FEAST!&lt;br /&gt;Camp Feast was gerek i swearr. But actually quite boring also ah, cause I didn't get to do the high-rope element cause the freaking cloud just had to let down all the rain which makes us not do the elemant. GAH! BUT I'm happy that I got to do the flying fox :D Lucky got no candid camera there if not my muker smemek damn malu siaaa. Even the sir taking care of the trolley party said, "muker maintain ah!"&lt;br /&gt;K so, basically had fun. LOTLOTLOT to say...&lt;br /&gt;And there will be ANOTHER camp. already. Cool kan? But VERY pathetically, its only bloody 2 days 1 night. Like whaddahelllll. And that night's gon' be nightwalk, means no campfire.pfft. But I don't care. As long got campp! That would me my 4th camp, only. Eh wait, can be considered 5th, if included Bangkok trip ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all for now. Think I post again later tonight. not sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always a Pasirian,&lt;br /&gt;Izaan:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-2494746633587026705?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2494746633587026705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=2494746633587026705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2494746633587026705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2494746633587026705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-back-i-think.html' title='I&apos;m back, i think.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-1490872399604977350</id><published>2009-02-26T21:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:19:23.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My all-time cute brother.</title><content type='html'>This is just to show ya'll how cute and naughty my brother is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Saai1pzqB0I/AAAAAAAAALc/M1WjHDsNlyg/s1600-h/102_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307108253541992258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Saai1pzqB0I/AAAAAAAAALc/M1WjHDsNlyg/s320/102_0363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, that's him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Saai1c5xswI/AAAAAAAAALU/_2WVV-agjLw/s1600-h/102_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307108250077999874" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Saai1c5xswI/AAAAAAAAALU/_2WVV-agjLw/s320/102_0395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Saai1Xg0HaI/AAAAAAAAALM/0yaUAoIhPjY/s1600-h/102_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307108248631123362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Saai1Xg0HaI/AAAAAAAAALM/0yaUAoIhPjY/s320/102_0396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SaagoDPNRCI/AAAAAAAAALE/0odnvSbv4BE/s1600-h/102_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307105820827010082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SaagoDPNRCI/AAAAAAAAALE/0odnvSbv4BE/s320/102_0391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what happens when you put him in front of the laptop, letting him watch youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, this is suuuuper cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was when we wanted to go out, he was wearing an expensive "Mother's Choice" clothes ah. as seen. then, right before we stepped out of the door, he played with my mum's lipstick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CUTE KANN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Saagn6eipXI/AAAAAAAAAK8/hq649fYCZXM/s1600-h/102_0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307105818475406706" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Saagn6eipXI/AAAAAAAAAK8/hq649fYCZXM/s320/102_0378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SaagnkLBeqI/AAAAAAAAAK0/OvnEsEefVJk/s1600-h/102_0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307105812487961250" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SaagnkLBeqI/AAAAAAAAAK0/OvnEsEefVJk/s320/102_0380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't he look naughty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SaagnsWf21I/AAAAAAAAAKs/qE4KDIaMTq0/s1600-h/102_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307105814683573074" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SaagnsWf21I/AAAAAAAAAKs/qE4KDIaMTq0/s320/102_0379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad puppydog face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SaagnV0wikI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iVPpSh6bqGA/s1600-h/102_0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307105808636480066" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SaagnV0wikI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iVPpSh6bqGA/s320/102_0381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-1490872399604977350?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1490872399604977350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=1490872399604977350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/1490872399604977350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/1490872399604977350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-all-time-cute-brother.html' title='My all-time cute brother.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/Saai1pzqB0I/AAAAAAAAALc/M1WjHDsNlyg/s72-c/102_0363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-2402839627387004948</id><published>2009-02-18T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:33:56.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks, for everything.&lt;br /&gt;you have made my life more meaningful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-2402839627387004948?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2402839627387004948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=2402839627387004948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2402839627387004948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2402839627387004948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/02/thanks-for-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-6935580161928789374</id><published>2009-02-12T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:53:37.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wootzerz,</title><content type='html'>I am sick. Yes, both literally and dirtily. I hope you know what I mean. Cause if you don't get lost! Chey kidding. So like, I went to school, damn sick. Then the day went on an whenever any teacher comes I have to tell them that I'm not feeling well. OH YAR AND junnow during HMT. We were supposed to have a test but since Hazimah &amp;amp; I was sickly, we look half dead, Cikgu Marinah's gna pospone the test tomorrow. Yeah, so we went to the library since she dnt know what to do. And I was like, sleeping cause I had no freaking mood to read. And skali I was woken up my Aqilah. Then when I wake up I found out that I was drooling. Mak damn malu know. Seriously, Everybody was like, laughing at me. MALU BEB! haha. So tomorrow's NCC. And I'm looking forward to it. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I am.  Haha, kay bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I didn't tell ya'll, I had part of the best birthday present ever, thanks to Phoebe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you niggas.&lt;br /&gt;Izaan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-6935580161928789374?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6935580161928789374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=6935580161928789374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6935580161928789374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6935580161928789374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/02/wootzerz.html' title='wootzerz,'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-6829339004132298468</id><published>2009-02-07T12:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:28:08.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back, fresh and new.</title><content type='html'>Hello humans [if you're a martian then just imaginarily become a human throughout my entire post, thankyou]. As you can see, I've changed my darling blogskin, again. This time i changed the background, myself. Yeah, I hope this new look will satisfy every reader's eye as I went through every single thing that it takes to get this bloody thing working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now. My freaking CCA is bloody NCC. But I want GG hell lot okay! Like I've been wanting to be one since, primary school, y'know? Now I'm appealing and we still don't know whether we got our CCA or not. NABEY! kk, i don't wna talk baout this no more.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i don't know WHAT to talk about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye, love you loads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-6829339004132298468?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6829339004132298468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=6829339004132298468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6829339004132298468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6829339004132298468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-fresh-and-new.html' title='Back, fresh and new.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-5578904588121162599</id><published>2009-01-29T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:34:46.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back, finally.</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;so i guessed its been so freaking long i even remember being on this page. Right from the first day of school, until now, coming to an end of the month, A LOT  of things have happened recently, and i mean it truckloads. The bad, the good. The boring the exciting. The scary, the exciting. everything.  Even things that are "cencored" which are not allowed to be heard/seen by humans except for the great one, me. I am talking crapiowzerz, so let's just move on aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start it with camp. Yeh, i tell you conclusion first, I LOVE CAMP TRUCKLOADS TO THE MAX! Seriously, it was the most fun three-day stay i had in my 12 years existing in this small Earth. Although I practically lend my voice to archie's (=i lost my voice), it was still worth it. Haha. i wont like tell ya'll the exact stuff happened and the sequence and all that. but I'll just tell ya'll hte highlights of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 was, fuuuuuuuuun. my OGLs were Chiwai (sounds like chibai right? haha but he way older than me, so cannot insult.), Raudha(h), she's my sister's friend and she called me "adik" on the first night. pfft. Cause Ms Chan wanted Ali to forgive me and I didn't wna stand with the idiot who called me homeless.  BUT Ray (Raudhah) called me "adik" and then suddenly i remembered that she'll tell my sister bout this. so, it's safer to stand up, gah! wait, the other two were Zafran and Manda. Manda; she's tha fave! oh yeah, Charmian too. sorry Charmian if you're reading this. The day went on with supercalifragilistic fun games and rocking cheers that made my lungs burst. you should've seen the way i screamed out everysingle letter. funn i swear.  yeh, and bathe time was torture. I mean like not even a single minute they knock the door like they want fight like that. Maaaaaaaaaaaaaak i was like trembling and all that stuff until i was like, UH! hard to explain. stupid make me fall in the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;On the first night i cannot sleep at all. Thinking of something that only Phoebe and Sherwyn is allowed to know until Ray came and scold us cause we not asleep. she ask us to count sheeps but it doesnt work siaaaa. she say work. what only. liar lah you. k, sorry if you're reading this. :P&lt;br /&gt;guess what time i slept and what time we're supposed to wake up?  I slept at 4 and supposedly to wake up at 5.30am. yeh cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2.&lt;br /&gt;you know i was the most hyper-est at that point of the day? even if i only slept 1.5 hrs craaaaaaaaaazy (sialllah my sister say after she eat she want use then now i have to faster............................... kimek) kk, fast forward to the campfire. THE CAMPFIRE WAS THE BOMB I SWEAR! seriously!!!!!!!!!!!!! I had most fun at the campire cause it was like, howta say, most fun ah! giler ah! hyper to the max siowwwwwwwww! and then, i got to hold the candles AND THAT WAS SOOOOOO COOOOOOOOOOOOOOL. cause it was like marking the nd of the camp and everybody was freaking sad. And for the first time of my life, I actually shouted the school song together with the rest of us. and when it came to our turn, we ruined it. but hey, we had a freaking hell lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3&lt;br /&gt;nothing much. just that we went back to school  for CNY celebrations. which is suuuuuuuuuuuuuuper fun. will talk about it when its time. (prolly never)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i love you&lt;br /&gt;izaan./&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-5578904588121162599?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5578904588121162599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=5578904588121162599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/5578904588121162599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/5578904588121162599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-back-finally.html' title='im back, finally.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7214636993334856039</id><published>2009-01-05T19:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:20:43.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day...</title><content type='html'>The first day of me wearing a diff uniform other than PRPS was actually, interesting, i guess. It was like any other first-day-of-school in other schools except, ours were a lil different. Of course lah, if every school's the same then like, so boring right? Haha. k so here's the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at freaking 6.30am and had to rush bathing and doing all slenger stuff. Then when I was ready, my mother still can like, "wah first day of shool ah. take picture la!"(said in malay but translated for the sake of english readers). Then after i got my allowance, I went rushing out of the house and skali i had to settle nieghbour stuff but was FREE! BUT I was surprised to know that I was actually walking REAL slow, even though I might have been late. Then i had to go in the school with a bunch of seniors scattered all over me. Lucky I follow them correctly. As per normal, we were lined up in the parade &lt;s&gt;square&lt;/s&gt; ground and sat in single files. Was a wiered experience. oh and, they don't sing the school song in the morning, only on assemblies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were brought up to the hall after that, and had a torturing speech from the principal. I swear he talk till i slept saa. I, right here, recovering from a sickness, feeling hot/cold and mixed up feeling and sitting sqeezily at the hall under the air-cond and attending a lecture or wadev you call it. And that's not it, there's a slideshow from the discipline master and he was freaking boring i swear. oh and the tortur would have been more exciting for me if i had my energy back. So irritating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had our recess. HELL YEAH IT'S AN HOUR! But, all the freaking four levels combine, leaving croeded recess and everyon had to take turns and hog. But that's all i always do, hog and sit around chatting with ma friends. GAH! So we sad down on the floor, chit-chatting. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to class and had funfunfun games with the student councillors. We played all sort of fun-giller nak mamps games and then skali its our &lt;s&gt;form teachers&lt;/s&gt; home tutors period of all admin matters. Then at 1.40pm we were dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to PRPS to see our beloved teachers. MS VANITHA, MRS PANG, MRS CHANG WERENT THERE! mike, damn sad sia... anyway met mr ong, mr long, cikgu rozmaini, cikgu salin, cikgu zarina, cikgu sriwani, cikgu ismad, and mr khalid. oh and i frgt about mr khairuddin. and the food stall owners; my friends. they all recognise me know! so sweeeeeet. so maybe going back there tomorrow to meet our beloved three teachers. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-7214636993334856039?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7214636993334856039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=7214636993334856039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7214636993334856039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7214636993334856039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-day.html' title='1st day...'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-1856848226310729665</id><published>2009-01-04T08:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T08:45:22.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn. Now is like &lt;b&gt;less&lt;/b&gt; than 24 hours until my first day of school. And guess what? I'm sick! I was actually sick yesterday; sore throat. And then later at night, block nose. And then later somewhere in the middle of my unpleasant sleep, I got a fever. NOOOOOO. Right now I'm feeling extremely hot [as in, literally]. So I have no freaking enerygy to actually use this computer in the first place. I'm using cause I'm waiting for she's the man which starts in an hour; 9.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, erm...&lt;br /&gt;-I havent buy my PE pants&lt;br /&gt;-I have no socks.&lt;br /&gt;-I'm sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is all happening in less than 24 hours to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THIS is my luck"-Bruce Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick&lt;br /&gt;Izaan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-1856848226310729665?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1856848226310729665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=1856848226310729665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/1856848226310729665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/1856848226310729665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/01/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-4426695585259702719</id><published>2009-01-02T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:48:19.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2009.</title><content type='html'>The new year's here, and I think I'm overly-excited about it. Though a fact which i got to know 20hrs ago should make me hate 2009, I think I'm really looking forward to this. Right now all my beloved PRPS friends are scattered all over Singapore, tearing us apart. They're probably in school now, getting to know their new friendsin their new school. And I pray to God that those new friends of theirs better take good care of my beloved primary school mates. They better not let them get wild and gone-cased MnM's [mat's and minahs]. I'm saying this cause I love 'em, ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my new beginning and a new chapter of life life will start when I enter the gates of Pasir Ris Crest Secondary School on Monday. There, I'll be following my New year resolutions; too many to explain. I've been a naughty girl in 2008. And trust me, even if I was a cristian celebrating Christmas, Santa wont be giving me any presents. There, I know I'd have to make resolutions, to make myself a better person. I know Secondary school's the place where teenagers test their parent's patience. I try to make myself not do that, though I know I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I just wanna state a fact that, softball guys in PRCS are freeeeeaking hot. Haha, random. So i guess I'll spend this weekend packing my stuff, photocopying this and that, doing whatever it takes to make my gorgeous bag safe for the year, everything to prepare myself for the new beginning.while doing that, I know I'll be tearing up, joy and sadness. Happy cause I'll be leaving my bad memories and make good ones. Sad that I'll know that I'll be in a different school, not PRPS. Which sucks, REALLY does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say, Hello 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-4426695585259702719?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/4426695585259702719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=4426695585259702719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/4426695585259702719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/4426695585259702719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-2009.html' title='Hello 2009.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-3347321625385161271</id><published>2009-01-01T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:42:51.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been proven that I was meant to forget about him. And I'm supposed to move on. I can't take that painful fact in me. But I was forced to. Yes, other people would ask me to move on, but as the saying goes, "easier said than done". I was supposed to be looking forward to it, but now, I'm not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-3347321625385161271?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3347321625385161271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=3347321625385161271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3347321625385161271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3347321625385161271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;And to my anak sedares that are all so cute,&lt;br /&gt;thank you sososo much for lighting up my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ my dad was pissing my ass off until they came. ily guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-3597871931701373379?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3597871931701373379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=3597871931701373379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3597871931701373379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3597871931701373379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-my-cute-cousins-which-are.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-9108149408490716291</id><published>2008-12-20T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T22:11:55.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thought.</title><content type='html'>Just when i thought there was hope.&lt;br /&gt;Something had to ruin this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-9108149408490716291?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/9108149408490716291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=9108149408490716291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/9108149408490716291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/9108149408490716291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/12/thought.html' title='thought.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-4799054594498195668</id><published>2008-12-02T11:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:33:48.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; FREEEEAKIN&lt;/span&gt; bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-4799054594498195668?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/4799054594498195668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-8399835472585361626</id><published>2008-11-19T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T12:15:26.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th November 2008 :D</title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had a real good time yesterday. VERY. I lovelovelove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started off when I went to take my Madrasah PSLE exam. Yea, the paper ended and 10.30 and so, I didnt want to wait so long at home to siap so I took my precious time to reach home. Yea, so reached home and used the computer a while and then ate lunch then siap. Yea, k boring. Oh yea, I HAD to wear that effing tudung but yea, this rockstar's gotta escape hunneh. :D&lt;br /&gt;kk, fast forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the pit, I, the minah tudung who was teased to be step alim, immediately transformed into and short sleeved some-sort-of jersey and a knee lengthed shorts. Yep, that's me.Kk, help cikgu with the tray wrapping and then erm... played biclycle and i was damn slow lah makcik. I admit, I was slow, but dude, i dont even cycle alot. Seriously. And i gta blame Syami's bike cause it was heavy thus I cannot move that damn thing. And that's part of the reason I was slow. And yea, while I was speeding, guessed what? I swerved and then lost balance AND I went straight into the bark of a tree. Yes, paiseh. Could hear strangers in bicycles laughing silently, musikalala. K, basically had a slight sprained ankle and forced myself to cycle that last few bits. Kekek I swear. I hardly could move. And thanks to that lovely Nadhrah, she helped, me. After that I think I ate. Yea, I did. But, while I was eating my chicken, bloody Suleiman and Syurahbil wanted to throw the water bombs at me. Like, wtf at least wait for me to finish first lah. CB kann. K anyway, finished my food and started to play with em, BUT i din use bombs but one whole bottle of 100+ to be thrown. Fun I swear, I think using the bottle I poured water at Nabilah, Maryam, Nadhrah, Hariz, Adib, Syamir, Hadi, and a lot more. FUNFUNFUN. While the other people were plying at the beach, splashing water, we were POURING water. Fun sia. After that Fiqqah came and attacked her. Woohoo. But then after that Hamizan disturbed Fiqqah and she asked me to throw the coke at him.yea, with the help of Nadhrah, we managed to throw SEAwater. Although it wasnt coke but heck, he'd rather have tapwater to be thrown at him rather than seawater. What a Mummy's boy. :P And so, Nadhrah took his sandals and went into the sea. He begged for it and didnt wna get the hell in hte water to take his beloved slipper. Penakot sia. Ape lagi, Me and Nabilah pushed him from the back ah. wah, damn fun sia I swear. When in the water me and Nadhrah listed out all the things that he done to us and made him do somwthing to show us that we were sorry. Wallau, evil but heck, I had fun, And that's the main aim of that damn outing right? Yea, so what he was supposed to do was to right a humungous "SORRY, NADHRAH AND IZAAN" an the sand. Well so he did. After getting pushed, splashed, beaten, thrown into the water, threatened, I was finally satisfied, enough ah, penat seh! BUT Nadhrah was STILL not satisfied, "eh kau tak penat ke layan deni?" haiyo. Then basically what I did after that was, talking to Nad, and bathing. yepp. so, the fun ended there for me. though i know it would have continued if it wasnt because of my mum. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion, i LOVE 18.11.2008 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Izaan :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-8399835472585361626?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8399835472585361626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=8399835472585361626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/8399835472585361626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/8399835472585361626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/11/18th-november-2008-d.html' title='18th November 2008 :D'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-3165823648473167731</id><published>2008-11-18T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:52:30.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Picnic.</title><content type='html'>I swear, the picnic, or whatever you call it, was a blast, i swear. I had funfunfun. ALOT. Yeah, luckily i made a choice to go to the picnic. 18112008; a day never to forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-3165823648473167731?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3165823648473167731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=3165823648473167731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3165823648473167731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3165823648473167731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/11/picnic.html' title='The Picnic.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-3928120420742395637</id><published>2008-11-11T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:24:36.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's so hard.</title><content type='html'>The graduation was yesterday, and I have been crying since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the fun times, the boring times, the good times, the bad times, every second, is meaningful to me. Pasir Ris Primary School has been the second home for me. With all my friends that I call them my family. In fact, it IS my home. My first home. With teachers who understand us more than our parents, and friends who care for us more than our siblings. Yes, It feels so hard just moving my muscle to leave out of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the slides they showed us, just sent my tears down. It was touching, VERY. All my friends, there with me, like a family, suits perfect in the picture. All my friends, they make my life more meaningful. Only God knows how much love I gave them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasirians,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for all the love you've gave me. Every second with you has been very lovely. Leaving all of you is like, leaving myself. You are the ones who make myself who I am today. You make feel like a rockstar. Whenever I'm with you, I'm happy. That's why I go really high whenever you people are around me.I don't know what else to say to you, cause more than words to show you how I feel, that i value the friendship more than ever. All I can say is that, I love you all. You make my life more meaningful, you make me who I am today. Last but not least, you make me your friend. And I really love that. Once again, thank you so much you little earthlings. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Izaan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-3928120420742395637?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3928120420742395637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=3928120420742395637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3928120420742395637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3928120420742395637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-so-hard.html' title='it&apos;s so hard.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-6657104096060649256</id><published>2008-11-07T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:16:28.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07/11/08; an advanced christmas</title><content type='html'>HOHOHO!&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most fun day. left the school at 11.30. smacking non-toy ambasador's faces when they saw us and KNOWING we'll be back home only at arnd 7. WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;so, we were like, changing and laft the school. Had a goddamn fun day with nabilahs damn humorous crap which started at the bus. And yea, dont forget that Jansen.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached there, carried ALL the toys which are like, over a hundred of em to our booth. Lucky got the students there if not we die under the hot sun carrying all the heavy toys. When we reached there, i THINK we did the arranging of toys first, then the decorations, and then wearing the SANTA HATS!&lt;br /&gt;firstly, the arranging of toys. Man, it was SO much the fucking table is not even anough to put the whole thing lah duh! haha. Arranged everything until cannot arrange anymore.&lt;br /&gt;DECORATIONS! tied, the balloons, AND that's it.&lt;br /&gt;Santa Hats. LOVELOVELOVE em. Thank you SO MUCH Ms Mak for the hats.It was, COOL.&lt;br /&gt;Just when we thought that we looked awesome already with our white togetherness (except for jansen), SKALI, the 'host' said, "Toy ambasadors, please put on your vests". &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bodoh saa laki nih. cibai:P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yea, but what to do, for the sake of the CHILDREN. yea, right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, basically got stressed out with the kids asking them what the fuck do they want. Cause ALL the buddies i got were SHY! URH! tried all types of thing to do with them but NOOOO! they're shy! Gotta deal with em. Suffered all the way asking them what the fuck they're gna do. wallau.&lt;br /&gt;after that, NASIB! got performance. They have to be at the hall. THAT's the time where I had my lunch which is basically laughing at the shit jokes with Nabilah and Jansen. Laughed until no mood to eat. Seriously, hyper saa budak nabilah tuu. mcm nk kene tampar.&lt;br /&gt;After that, went back down, i think. yea, to get ice cream with Nadja.&lt;br /&gt;THEN went up, and Phoebe asked ME to follow her down, to get a hair spray. goodm went back up.&lt;br /&gt;THEN arable asked ME to follow her DOWN cause she wants to get a hair spray TOO!&lt;br /&gt;to be a good friend, I followed her down. Met Phoebe after her spray and played with the water babies and did MORE stuff.&lt;br /&gt;In the end they wanted to get a tatoo and I wanted to go up.&lt;br /&gt;when I reached upstairs, ZI SING asked me where is phoebe.&lt;br /&gt;told her where she was. then her say go senang say, "follow me go find her" eh ko piker klakar pe? FINE! she pulled me and my legs moved by itself. looked for her then did more stuff and had more ice cream and played more games and had more &lt;em&gt;fish &lt;strong&gt;balls. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Got up, sat with Fiqqah and Nabilah after donno how many times going up and down. count yourself if you rajin.  Sat there, lepaked and hide from Mr Ong cuz dowan do duty. :P WHILE doing thet, i was like, playing with my hat's &lt;em&gt;bulu &lt;/em&gt;then SKALI it torn off from the hat. WTF?! i was like, "dude, this looks like your pubic hair. Seriously, imagine having white hair on your penis/vagina. COOOOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;haha, went back to do our duty and basically, THERE WERE NO DUTIES! actually, there is, PLAYING WITH BALLOONS! :D best siot.&lt;br /&gt;and the packing up was awesome too.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, we had bring all the toys there to the stage.&lt;br /&gt;LOVELOVELOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, nabilah continued her hyperness in the bus while i struggle there with my perot aching. oh wait, NO when we were waiting for the bus. yea, a damn stomach-aching period.&lt;br /&gt;damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;reached the school. went to LP!&lt;br /&gt;on our way to LP, we were like, wearing out santa hats and saying merry christmas to almost everyone we saw in sight. KEKEK SIA! we make people stare at us. and SMILING. esp the elderly couple. We were like walking to LP like that with all our crazy nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;LOVELOVELOVE&lt;br /&gt;"I dare you to go in macdonalds with the hats" yea, everybody was up to it. in a group mah!&lt;br /&gt;going in, people having thier dinner were distracted by lost santarinas adding black into thier costumes. funfunfun.&lt;br /&gt;ATE and CHATTED shit and dirty stuff and laughed like mad! seriously! sumer nabilah nye pasal ah. have to thank her. so anyway, we went to the toilet and talk pantat. haha.&lt;br /&gt;sumer nabilah uh.&lt;br /&gt;basically went back home and gave a warm hug to arabel ONLY. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;that's the end&lt;br /&gt;its a loved day&lt;br /&gt;never to be erased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to all my firends out there, thank you for making my life more meaningful. you're the one who make myself me today. i love you guys, ALOT. I'm gonna miss you, all very much, until the last tear i cry, leaving ya'll.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with loads of love, Izaan. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-6657104096060649256?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6657104096060649256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=6657104096060649256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6657104096060649256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6657104096060649256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/11/071108-advanced-christmas.html' title='07/11/08; an advanced christmas'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-5322845177864414626</id><published>2008-10-17T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T23:55:11.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>continuation &amp; addition.</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I feel like blogging cause i've done almost &lt;em&gt;everything &lt;/em&gt;on the computer and still have this blogging stuff to still be up to my hand to have a hard time. My hands have been having a luxury time. Now, do your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, why am I stating crap here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, day 2.&lt;br /&gt;We basically met at Radiya's house and from there, the obsession of radiator-tak-menjadi starts to irritate my ears towards the whole journey. DAMN irritating, I swear. So anyway, me and Radiya fighted cause she wanted to take bus number 3 and I wanted to take 81. Because of our OWN reasons, if those kaypohs even bother to ask, I just state it there, so there'll be silence. ANYWAY, we took 3 cause it came first. Lucky you. Nehmind...&lt;br /&gt;So when we reached, immediately went looking round for stores. Kecoh siowww. Bt it was FUN! yeah. Anyway, Rad bought for me the book i wanted to buy cause it was damn kecoh with the diving cause our beloved Aqilah Faaiqah offered us her Popular card. Nice of her, I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, We were like going round like mad dogs jumping from one shop to another. Damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, the clothes there are damn gorgeous, srsly. So envious. I was the ony person going gugugaga looking at those gorgeous clothes. I swear if one day I had a bf I'd ask him to buy that for me. Cheh, kidding. So geram seh. GORGEOUS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i find that the toilet on the __ floor of CS that was esp for female was cool. Jakon kann, for the fact I've never been there before. Kental kann. Anyway, we shopped (kida) till our stomaches were emptied. Ate at MACDONALDS!:) wakaka. luvluvluv. bought THE all-time favourite McSpicy yumyumyum.&lt;br /&gt;Went to take MRT to WS to take neoprints. fun, kecoh, srsly.&lt;br /&gt;So that's basically it, i needed to rush home cause i had to be back by 5.&lt;br /&gt;pahtetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion, it was another rockass day.&lt;br /&gt;I have another rockass day, JR.&lt;br /&gt;will blog about it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;ZAAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-5322845177864414626?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5322845177864414626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=5322845177864414626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/5322845177864414626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/5322845177864414626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/10/continuation-addition.html' title='continuation &amp; addition.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-3439232627012126838</id><published>2008-10-14T11:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:06:18.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he thinks im hot.</title><content type='html'>yeah, i frgt to tell ya'll abt our way to LP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like,"he changed alot."&lt;br /&gt;and radiya was like, "what? he thinks I'm hot?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, how pathetic was that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;srsly rad, you gotta go smthn with your ears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-3439232627012126838?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3439232627012126838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=3439232627012126838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3439232627012126838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3439232627012126838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/10/he-thinks-im-hot.html' title='he thinks im hot.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-1732171625516548706</id><published>2008-10-12T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:19:28.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>those two rockstar days.</title><content type='html'>Yes, as the title states, those two days were awesome, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day. The Science Paper day. The &lt;em&gt;almost done with PSLE day. &lt;/em&gt;Yes, that day. After the paper, we were SUPPPPHOSED to go to HMT supp. Yes, after that. BUT, Cikgu Rozmaini did'nt come. Wanted to go home straight after the prefect meeting. But, it all started when i saw those two little rockstars at Dina's place.&lt;br /&gt;Crossed over with the intension just to say hellogoodbye. BUT suddenly Aqilah said, "I dowan go home ah, lets stay back" or something like that. We went to Loyang POoint to buy some Bubble tea and fries. We gossiped while eating then skali on our way back, my eight-word sentence made the day so fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;"I got to know Aqilah Faaiqah's handphone number." THAT made that rockass Radiya gugugaga and then she damn excited go and RUN to school to call. First, we called my house to ask my father to check her number that I saved. Then when we called, her mother picked up and to make it short, she told us the unit number cause she's living near Radidi. WOWZERS. yup, I know. DAMN crazy I swear. Running to the bus-stop. sialluh, damn fun bodo.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Radidi's goddamn big hse to put our bags. Walk to the unit number like mad dogs tryna find some hidden bone out of nowhere. Srsly, ibaratkan lah eh.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, when we &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; reached 116, got reluctant to press that fcking doorbell. When we belled, the &lt;em&gt;nenek&lt;/em&gt; opened the door. asked whether she was in and she said she was still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;We actually wanted to come as a surprise visit with no intention other than meeting her. BUT they treated us like, org dtng jln rayer. Like hello, raya-ing with &lt;strong&gt;uniforms?&lt;/strong&gt; kekek sioww.&lt;br /&gt;Really unexpected. But it was damn fun. So basically chit-chatted with her. She changed ALOT and well, her craziness din change, in fact she got crazier, which is, ___________(?)&lt;br /&gt;So basically, we went home, she sent us back.&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion this rockstar day will never be forgotten, not once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH, day two. The day started of as per normal, only after paper we clebrated like fcking shit ass. Damn happy. Took 17 with rad. Got home and staightaway siap. Damn jakon.&lt;br /&gt;So when we reached there...&lt;br /&gt;ah k fck. my cuzzin's pissing my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;i'll continue later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZAAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-1732171625516548706?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1732171625516548706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=1732171625516548706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/1732171625516548706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/1732171625516548706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/10/those-two-rockstar-days.html' title='those two rockstar days.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-2743253234975670332</id><published>2008-10-08T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:55:37.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom finally.</title><content type='html'>I'm Back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after 1597532846 second/minutes/hours/days/weeks/years I've not been posting. I'm finally back to basics. As you can see, I've changed my blogskin, which is way nicer, nicer than expected. C'mon ya'll gotta admit it, nicer right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, finally all the &lt;strong&gt;important &lt;/strong&gt;exams are over. Yes, taking HMT tomorrow wont do a single shit to the aggregate. So, what for study?! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;siallan saa budak nih. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. So anyway, the English peper was OKAY. i define the OKAY. &lt;strong&gt;But &lt;/strong&gt;it was &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; tough. yeah, with snippets of tough questions here and there. Overall it was okay, like I said. Yea, about english, Hafiz did'nt do two questions. which was like, WOW! ishishish... keshian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATHS! waaah, the killer paper. Seriously, it was damn tough. Not like some smartass who think it was easy[SYAFE] or average [}/NABILAAH] yes, smartasses. Becky cried cause she lost 8 marks cause she never do. Well, as i always do, comfort her. And like what Farrah Foo says, "motheranddaughter" connection. WTF?! And again about Hafiz, he din finish ALOT of questions. Again, KESHIAN...&lt;br /&gt;Malay. Average nothing much to talk about. I guess. I think. K whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Science. for me, it was quite easy, except for some questions. with the help of the last-minute science clinic that morning with Mrs Chang that morning, thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah skali after the paper, happy like shit siaa. serious. Although we were not supposed to be THAT happy, I was. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret. I really regret. If the person I'm talking about reads this, I'm sorry but, I just regret.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I regret telling you directly that I wanna be friends again. I regret not telling her that even if we were friends, It doesnt mean I forgive her. I just simply regret. And thanks for the help of Radiya, I don''t feel left out. Yeah, now I've realised, She's me true best friend, like come on la, you remember every single crap i did in kindergarten until now. I'll not forget you ever, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! and just now, had a goddamn good time with Radiya and Aqilah, serious! damn fun. I lazy to story tell now, later ah, my hands tired redi. sry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;see that's why I have fun with them more than her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZAAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-2743253234975670332?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2743253234975670332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=2743253234975670332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2743253234975670332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2743253234975670332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/10/freedom-finally.html' title='Freedom finally.'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-5661757988378263702</id><published>2008-10-04T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:19:50.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0l3LBDHYOo8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0l3LBDHYOo8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-5661757988378263702?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5661757988378263702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=5661757988378263702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/5661757988378263702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/5661757988378263702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/10/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7823444823591530974</id><published>2008-10-02T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T17:06:38.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow=doomsday</title><content type='html'>so, yea&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow = doomsday&lt;br /&gt;yes, the official starting of doomsday-ness.&lt;br /&gt;and the minute i step into hell[exam hall], I'll be DEAD, yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;k, not literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IZAAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ wish me luck hunnys:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-7823444823591530974?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7823444823591530974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=7823444823591530974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7823444823591530974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7823444823591530974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/10/tomorrowdoomsday.html' title='tomorrow=doomsday'/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-2140357530091616561</id><published>2008-09-11T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:52:58.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I've changed my blogskin [again]. Don't know why i see it so... fun, i guess?&lt;br /&gt;I guess it really, makes my boredome go home. haham, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So, the day started of as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;and yea, even without my badge, Nurania asked me to do patrol with her.&lt;br /&gt;For the second time. yea, fun though.&lt;br /&gt;so while patroling we talk about some stuff that is not neccessary to mention and yea, Bullied her like shit, esp yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;So, we did Malay paper 2 mock test during MT. Probably slept like almost half of the time given to do the paper. Serious saa, was damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;After school helped Ms Vanitha do the LC arranging. and yea, it was damn fun cause get skip 20 mins of science supp. yea, 20mins, pathetic right?Me and Faris &lt;em&gt;owemoneypaymoney&lt;/em&gt; wanted to come in late, budden Dino and Pinky[and the brain] went up first so we were scared that they'll tell Mrs Chang. Curse them. Cute but evil. How dare.&lt;br /&gt;So, yea like in 6d, I was like, bullying Syamsul lah, said out loud siolzzz...&lt;br /&gt;Then that "ketinggalan zaman" Hadi still think &lt;strong&gt;I'm&lt;/strong&gt; the one who's slow.&lt;br /&gt;TAK SEDAR DIRI!&lt;br /&gt;But overall, it was darn fun.&lt;br /&gt;and ania, if you're reading this, yea, i did my revenge.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZAAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-2140357530091616561?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2140357530091616561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=2140357530091616561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2140357530091616561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2140357530091616561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello_11.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-1157705802850517035</id><published>2008-09-06T16:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:10:08.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really bored,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are no readers for now, well, Urh, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't feel like blogging anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZAAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/mcm tkder makner ehh... post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-1157705802850517035?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1157705802850517035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=1157705802850517035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/1157705802850517035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/1157705802850517035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-really-bored-well-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7767066345975125698</id><published>2008-09-04T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:12:46.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've just changed the keyboard, AND IT ROCK LAH SEYH!&lt;br /&gt;serious, wah, that's why i feel like blogging know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just came back from my neighbour's shop. And I tell you, since it was my first time doing 'business', damn kecoh, i swear, with a wrong change and all that crap. wah damn merepek, and then... a trajic thing happen, I'm not ganna tell. damn fcking shocking siaa. but lucky, not THAT shocking. I'm not telling, 'cause my lips are sealed. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, what an experience. Cikgu Rozmaini's sister-in-law's stall was also there. And yea, like duh, She was there too. wah, how cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, nothing much to talk about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love-&lt;br /&gt;ZAAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-7767066345975125698?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7767066345975125698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=7767066345975125698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7767066345975125698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7767066345975125698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-4702282517209785254</id><published>2008-09-03T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:47:21.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today's basically the third day of Ramadhan. And not forgetting exactly one month 'till PSLE. Yea, you can see how short fast time flies. with a blink of an eye and the next thing you know, PSLE's here. Like, c'mon la, Mrs pang has only like one hour to go through the whole prelim paper with us, like wth? Luck she's smart enough to go through the tougher questions ONLY. Yea, and those 6c-ians, you know it, she only explained TWO sums in one hour, right? so time, have some mercy, will ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, the muslim dudes, its KINDA good. Cause the feeling we have to wait for our breakfast wont be as terrible as what my mum explained to me when seh was small, back in the kampong days. She said that they hardly could ANYTHING uh. so, well, which one's good or bad, decide it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started as usual, waking up for &lt;em&gt;sahur&lt;/em&gt; and the slept back, woke up and went to school, except where I was earlier today than yestrday. WAY earlier. Then blabla, September holiday's timtable per normal, then went to meet Mrs Pang and chit-chatted with her about how we can survive all that and yea. And oh wait, about the brownies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Vanitha said it was ABSOLUTELY NICE! yea, KEMBANG BEB! Then Mrs Chang said it was nice, and &lt;strong&gt;rich. &lt;/strong&gt;yea, that's the word.  And Mrs Pang said it was sweet. so, yea, different suggesions from different teachers. So I'm waiting for Cikgu Rozmaini's suggesion. so, yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, that's it, that happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles(eww)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;ZAAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-4702282517209785254?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/4702282517209785254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=4702282517209785254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/4702282517209785254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/4702282517209785254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-so-todays-basically-third-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-6811900665864063279</id><published>2008-08-31T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:09:35.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back from Malaysia yesterday. lotslotslotslotslotslost of things happened. the hilarious, the frustration, the perut kembang, all sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Angsana, to buy my sister's hari raya kain songket. Then, we saw this shoe shop, and there was like, a damn nice hari raya kasut which was placed in the cheapest section, besides the RM10. i wanted to buy budden, i felt so sorang cause the rest say they want but at KIPmart cause cheaper and nice enough for raya. then i was like,FINE!&lt;br /&gt;so walkwalkwalk then saw the baju kurung for Umar. damn cute sia... serious. they tried on him when we got back yesterday, i full, wah they say damn cutes siaa. but sadly, i wasn't there. dammit la. then they dont let me try on him. cute know, just imagine, him with him baju kurung, his songkok, and his capal. CUTE! something's missing, his kain samping. he'll look extremely cute.&lt;br /&gt;and yea, like usual, every shop we stopped at, they'll play with umar. see raDiDi, it has been proven that my adik is cute, because it came from the same pair of parents which leads to me being cute, :P. you have no prove, HAH!&lt;br /&gt;so, yea. They were adored by him. Even with a ngantok face, they still played with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, the naxt day, went kip mart to buy SHOES!you know, im fickle minded and took a blardy long time to make my fcking decision. in the end, i got one. and yea, my mum, she makes my feel so, guilty in whatever i do. like, mmm... yea, you know what i mean. I mean like, hello, its my life, and i choose it to be that way, so be it. She controlled my life and making me NOT happy with what I go home with. like that time teachers day, the brownies. i decorated it nicely then she was like, "asl gini, tak snono". so i was like, "what, you want me to brawout flowers summore?" in my heart. then she go redo for me. It wouldn't be MY work right? then like, not sincere. then about the shoe thingy, i liked this one shoe, then she keep saying, too simple. then in  the end she gave up and 'let' me buy. you imagine that you're me, nampak sah tak ikhlas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, got alarmed by my mum's voice. said that we'll be having dinner at buger king. since it will be last time eating breakfast before ramadhan starts. then she planned to let umar play with the sand. and i wanted to rent a bike, but she din let seyh! cause they say they wan go geylang (what were you thinking?) to buy her raya clothes. bought mine redi. so, like, fine! i played with the sand, and the water, too. damn fun. long time saa since ive done that, childhood memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went geylang, bought the stuff and, tataa!&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, we bought donut empire, which was supposingly to be called munchy donut and changed the name. bought my all time favourite, withchocolate with oreo. :9 slurps.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love-&lt;br /&gt;ZAAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-6811900665864063279?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6811900665864063279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=6811900665864063279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6811900665864063279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6811900665864063279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-got-back-from-malaysia-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7544339495370493081</id><published>2008-08-29T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T14:36:17.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from skul.&lt;br /&gt;and i have to go back&lt;br /&gt;to take that bloody booklet.&lt;br /&gt;for the bloody blue form.&lt;br /&gt;and after that,&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go JB.&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;go home tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;so, yar&lt;br /&gt;nothing to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;gtg&lt;br /&gt;bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,ZAAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-7544339495370493081?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7544339495370493081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=7544339495370493081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7544339495370493081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7544339495370493081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-again.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-3542801112377199929</id><published>2008-08-29T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:20:36.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, finally sia...&lt;br /&gt;updated&lt;br /&gt;changed blogskin,&lt;br /&gt;updated.&lt;br /&gt;feel so much better to be back on the keyboard typing again.&lt;br /&gt;those few days,&lt;br /&gt;I was freaking busy+malas&lt;br /&gt;yea, that's the correct word to use.&lt;br /&gt;now, im blogging cause,&lt;br /&gt;I FREAKING MISS TYPING LA SAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious saa.&lt;br /&gt;so, im back to basics.&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to blog moree!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love-&lt;br /&gt;ZAAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-3542801112377199929?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3542801112377199929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=3542801112377199929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3542801112377199929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/3542801112377199929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/heyy-wow-finally-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-6019655247021408181</id><published>2008-08-25T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T15:07:14.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know my lovable readers here have been waiting for eons for this post. Believe it or not, yea I AM updating.&lt;br /&gt;So eons have gone by but trust me the problems, the luxure, everything, is more than that. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Dont wanna talk about it, dont wanna think about it, I'm just so sick about it.&lt;br /&gt;and yea, I will be changing my skin ain a few mins time.&lt;br /&gt;dah jelak seyh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZAAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-6019655247021408181?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6019655247021408181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=6019655247021408181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6019655247021408181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/6019655247021408181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/okays.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-8338333761210527214</id><published>2008-07-25T14:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T15:00:06.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know itold ya'll this blog is f*cking dead. but i gotta let this freaking bulls*it let out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i still have feelings for him but, i do.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i tryta forget about him, not successful.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to love other guys, not successful.&lt;br /&gt;itried to hate him, not successful.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that I should forget about him, cause its not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, even i agree with it.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, how to?&lt;br /&gt;Man, this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could it be that he's just too, cute?&lt;br /&gt;or could it be that he's my first love?&lt;br /&gt;yea, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;OMG, crap it. why am i say all this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;questions revolving in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;but, the incident, will never be erased, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the day i forget about him is when i die.&lt;br /&gt;i wont even forget about him if im married lah for god's sake.&lt;br /&gt;cause ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-968353548249565473</id><published>2008-06-19T13:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T13:31:55.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been eons since I've updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home alone yesterday. SHIOK BRUDDER!&lt;br /&gt;today was........howta say....... normal, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;yea, not much to talk about. and yesterday was..... boredome to th  max. Since mummy left her phone, I wanted to message saj to that can lepak or something. I was mother fucking super bored lah sia!&lt;br /&gt;if you ask me to study, I studied until I can't take anymore stress.&lt;br /&gt;if you aask me to use th computer, I did almost everything on the computer 'til idk what to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;if you ask me to use th piano, idk any other songs except th first part of take a bow-rihanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me what else am i suppose to do?&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP! thats th best solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bb, take cares. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-968353548249565473?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/968353548249565473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=968353548249565473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/968353548249565473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/968353548249565473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-been-eons-since-ive-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-1868418095068385899</id><published>2008-06-15T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T14:39:54.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by: Jolene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove one question from below and add in your personal question. Tag 8 people in your list, and list them out in the end of the post. Notify them in their chatbox that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the test has a blessing from all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~START HERE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Who do you think the person who tagged you is like?&lt;br /&gt;quiet, excellent teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 What do you want the most now?&lt;br /&gt;Schooooooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 What do you do when you miss him/her?&lt;br /&gt;take my boaster and pretend its him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Do you hate your friends sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;yea, everybody does, inclusive of "sometimes", that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Are you afraid of death?&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 What is your goal this year?&lt;br /&gt;To love and be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;I guess so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 Do you believe in eternal love?&lt;br /&gt;yaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 What are you dreading the most this year?&lt;br /&gt;my work lah seyh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 What do you enjoy doing the most?&lt;br /&gt;there's too meny thing that i enjoy doing. soz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11 Have you done anything for your admirer?&lt;br /&gt;yar. regret. bloody chiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 Do you like your CCA?&lt;br /&gt;DUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13 Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;of course, hanis esp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14 Who would you probably spend the rest of your life with?&lt;br /&gt;dude, im not raven yaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16 Do you find life meaningless?&lt;br /&gt;yea, 50% of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17 What do you live for?&lt;br /&gt;????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18 What are you looking forward to in school?&lt;br /&gt;Frens yaw!yea. oh wait, the foooood too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19 Who is/are the last person/people you talked to on MSN?&lt;br /&gt;Maryam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#20 What type of people do you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;hardcore liars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 8 people who will be tagged are: maryam, radiya, nabilah, chaorui, hannah, shermin, tammy, stacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The End~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-1868418095068385899?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1868418095068385899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=1868418095068385899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/1868418095068385899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oIEIFw1GeTQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch This^^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uJeuHr2BHgc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uJeuHr2BHgc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this^^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny siawww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-8471933896385290167?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8471933896385290167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-2121173105334743596</id><published>2008-06-11T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:50:31.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>K, I'm back. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The short holiday was, erm...... fun. Story-tell later. see my mood first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 11th June 2008, after 4501 days that I've been in this world, I'm currently having chickenpox.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, chickenpox. Bloody chiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiken. Its painful, its gatal, its irritataing. AND IT SUX! dang! k, i have visitors yaw! dont wanna endup them reading my posts. dead yaw. I'll update as soon as they're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zaan :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-2121173105334743596?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2121173105334743596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=2121173105334743596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2121173105334743596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/2121173105334743596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/k-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7208697010111223339</id><published>2008-06-06T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:32:24.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can consider that I'm still sleepy, even at 1.40pm. The fact that I just bathed decreased my sleepy rating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night I slept at around 1.30am. The night before I slept at 12am. If I dont get immediate help, I'll be nocturnal by the end of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Johor tonight, and will go Balik Kampong all the way in Malacca. I miss that place seyh. The fresh air, y'know what it feels like. Its like, all my troubles are gone the minute I step in. Peace and tranquility.&lt;br /&gt;I'll only be back on Tuesday. I'm gonna miss you readers and the computer, alot. So I'm like, taking this opprtunity to use the computer like nobody's business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be it for now, i see you when i see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-7208697010111223339?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7208697010111223339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=7208697010111223339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7208697010111223339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7208697010111223339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>EZANNE(!)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09972383961078680716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7887551111900850412</id><published>2008-06-05T17:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T17:58:51.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe37nHPcwI/AAAAAAAAAGo/p9DS2oxSA08/s1600-h/2008_05_18_boys_yell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208333728816788226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe3JJv-e9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/DV6RbBglUQI/s1600-h/2008_04_04_knock_first.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208332861941119954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe3JJv-e9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/DV6RbBglUQI/s320/2008_04_04_knock_first.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe3JQR159I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Vxou6LYDs8g/s1600-h/2008_04_04_sperm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208332863693776850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe3JQR159I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Vxou6LYDs8g/s320/2008_04_04_sperm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe3J5mRdrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/sGWYCzQj3xw/s1600-h/2008_04_10_entrepreneur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208332874785322674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe2YY45BVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mJJS_M6lwME/s1600-h/2008_03_06_ebay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208332024191452498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe2YY45BVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mJJS_M6lwME/s320/2008_03_06_ebay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe2YiN4j8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/dGeVLCK0H_0/s1600-h/2008_03_17_army.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208332026695421890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe2YiN4j8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/dGeVLCK0H_0/s320/2008_03_17_army.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe14QljbDI/AAAAAAAAADg/nzs1zZhvp1s/s1600-h/2008_01_22_men_floortiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208331472207047730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe14QljbDI/AAAAAAAAADg/nzs1zZhvp1s/s320/2008_01_22_men_floortiles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe14qlp0SI/AAAAAAAAADo/0TWDl0pXnQc/s1600-h/2008_01_22_stupid_factory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208331479186788642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe14qlp0SI/AAAAAAAAADo/0TWDl0pXnQc/s320/2008_01_22_stupid_factory.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe146E_wVI/AAAAAAAAADw/lqHE4vFffXs/s1600-h/2008_01_28_retards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208331483344781650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe146E_wVI/AAAAAAAAADw/lqHE4vFffXs/s320/2008_01_28_retards.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe15EJu9UI/AAAAAAAAAD4/jrkXShLYu5w/s1600-h/2008_01_28_young_offender.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208331486049006914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe15EJu9UI/AAAAAAAAAD4/jrkXShLYu5w/s320/2008_01_28_young_offender.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe15diDwJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vlCEdsceL1k/s1600-h/2008_02_04_policehardatwork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208331492861919378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe15diDwJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vlCEdsceL1k/s320/2008_02_04_policehardatwork.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;K, here's the rest that i found, i guess. erm.... i'll try to find more and post abt it k?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6018417047165469724-7887551111900850412?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SgpzCmXESKI/AAAAAAAAANA/AYCpuZfCgl8/S220/102_0357editted.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_z621q7DU3zY/SEe37nHPcwI/AAAAAAAAAGo/p9DS2oxSA08/s72-c/2008_05_18_boys_yell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018417047165469724.post-7945225111534009208</id><published>2008-06-03T18:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:31:39.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/saintshafiee/music/GIlEnlVm/aliff_aziz_cinta_arjuna/"&gt;Cinta Arjuna - Aliff Aziz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lirik Cinta Arjuna - Aliff Aziz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku peluk indah manisnya cinta,&lt;br /&gt;Semuanya terasa indah,&lt;br /&gt;Bagai di alam cerita cinta,&lt;br /&gt;Hadir bahagia selama-lama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katamu kekasih yang sedang kita alami,&lt;br /&gt;Takkan kekal ‘tuk selamanya&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa kekasih,&lt;br /&gt;Tiada kau percaya,&lt;br /&gt;Kebenaran cerita kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimanakah lagi untuk aku buktikan,&lt;br /&gt;Selamilah pada kejujuranku&lt;br /&gt;Jadikanku arjuna,&lt;br /&gt;Arjuna dihatimu,&lt;br /&gt;Percayalah oh puteri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katamu kekasih yang sedang kita alami,&lt;br /&gt;Takkan kekal ‘tuk selamanya&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa kekasih,&lt;br /&gt;Tiada kau percaya,&lt;br /&gt;Kebenaran cerita kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimanakah lagi untuk aku buktikan,&lt;br /&gt;Selamilah pada kejujuranku&lt;br /&gt;Jadikanku arjuna,&lt;br /&gt;Arjuna dihatimu,&lt;br /&gt;Percayalah oh puteri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimanakah&lt;br /&gt;lagi untuk aku buktikan,&lt;br /&gt;Selamilah pada kejujuranku&lt;br /&gt;Jadikanku arjuna,&lt;br /&gt;Arjuna dihatimu,&lt;br /&gt;Percayalah oh puteri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimanakah lagi untuk aku buktikan,&lt;br /&gt;Selamilah pada kejujuranku&lt;br /&gt;Jadikanku arjuna,&lt;br /&gt;Arjuna dihatimu,&lt;br /&gt;Percayalah oh puteri&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh… Percayalah bidadari….. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;for those non malay peeps, its the malay version of tonghua.&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/6018417047165469724-7945225111534009208?l=mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelynonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7945225111534009208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6018417047165469724&amp;postID=7945225111534009208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018417047165469724/posts/default/7945225111534009208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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