<?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-7883866</id><updated>2011-11-21T06:30:29.754+08:00</updated><category term='abigail chay and watermelons'/><category term='ghost rider'/><title type='text'>black,black heart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>485</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-4246749435031538848</id><published>2011-11-20T06:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T06:44:14.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am at work right now.&lt;br /&gt;time check is 6:42am.&lt;br /&gt;i cant slp since like 3am just now.&lt;br /&gt;and everyone is snoring away.&lt;br /&gt;how do they even do it without trying?&lt;br /&gt;here i am trying so hard to slp..but i cant.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;i miss BB badly. but he just dun see it.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just leave him to his own.&lt;br /&gt;when he needs me, he'll find me.&lt;br /&gt;Good AM people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-4246749435031538848?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/4246749435031538848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=4246749435031538848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/4246749435031538848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/4246749435031538848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2011/11/am-at-work-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-1914296390766307760</id><published>2011-10-30T13:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T15:21:08.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Overdue Pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yTadX3hb7f0/Tqz6wYfTJ-I/AAAAAAAABeQ/81ssCdB22SQ/s1600/IMG_0952%255B1%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yTadX3hb7f0/Tqz6wYfTJ-I/AAAAAAAABeQ/81ssCdB22SQ/s200/IMG_0952%255B1%255D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669181740067006434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ih6pZV2SLN4/Tqz58dKyWII/AAAAAAAABd4/VmuyohM0hg0/s1600/131995856836796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ih6pZV2SLN4/Tqz58dKyWII/AAAAAAAABd4/VmuyohM0hg0/s200/131995856836796.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669180847969949826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://myspacelyts.net/graphics/animated/images/cantwait.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly..i cant wait! Pay is in! BB faster wake up k. And hopefully it doesnt rain. :(&lt;br /&gt;So many things wanna buy and i dont know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;Just ordered lenses from HoneyColor.com&lt;br /&gt;Its my 2nd time ordering from them and i think the price and shipping is reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for that to arrive too. huhu!&lt;br /&gt;This time round i ordered Super Pinky lens in grey.&lt;br /&gt;The previous was Geo super nudy in grey and it got dry easily.&lt;br /&gt;So now im getting a higher water content. :)&lt;br /&gt;Been working night shift these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;My body system is all jumbled up right now.&lt;br /&gt;I cant tell which day is which already.&lt;br /&gt;And furthurmore i slept for like almost 24hrs right after my shift ended. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;imagine not eating for 1 whole day. instead i was sleeping. i was more tired than hungry!&lt;br /&gt;Haix. Been sleeping too much at work and at home. Im sucha pig!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-1914296390766307760?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1914296390766307760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=1914296390766307760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/1914296390766307760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/1914296390766307760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yTadX3hb7f0/Tqz6wYfTJ-I/AAAAAAAABeQ/81ssCdB22SQ/s72-c/IMG_0952%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-2962962572808236460</id><published>2009-10-30T02:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T03:10:01.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Sunl6-yh5-I/AAAAAAAABZ4/DNKx0m7RzUY/s1600-h/004d052XCt_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398098429830359010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Sunl6-yh5-I/AAAAAAAABZ4/DNKx0m7RzUY/s400/004d052XCt_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Sunl6aQ3s1I/AAAAAAAABZw/4M2QmYdrE88/s1600-h/004d052XCt_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u bby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we be BOOMZ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since the day that we met, i never had anyone make me feel this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my heart is sure it wants to be with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though we both made our mistakes and some we never wish we made, we'll be okay if we just stay together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-2962962572808236460?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/2962962572808236460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=2962962572808236460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/2962962572808236460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/2962962572808236460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Sunl6-yh5-I/AAAAAAAABZ4/DNKx0m7RzUY/s72-c/004d052XCt_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-6054205776050453916</id><published>2009-10-19T22:58:00.037+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T02:40:03.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/StyyYBWPJEI/AAAAAAAABZg/5RHFdxoAqZI/s1600-h/125596258990241167-horz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394382579431318594" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/StyyYBWPJEI/AAAAAAAABZg/5RHFdxoAqZI/s400/125596258990241167-horz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/StyCtG6x5FI/AAAAAAAABX4/QyycHDZOcRU/s1600-h/125596258990241167.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things been happening lately.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, my sis giving birth soon tis week.&lt;br /&gt;and 2ndly, its gonna be my 2nd month wif him.&lt;br /&gt;how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;i havent been online lately cuz ive been staying his place almost every day.&lt;br /&gt;well im glad his mom and dad are open and accepts me staying over.&lt;br /&gt;they're super nice.&lt;br /&gt;and wat do we do at home?&lt;br /&gt;we play pokemon on psp. -.-&lt;br /&gt;sampai aku da jadi pokemon master pon.&lt;br /&gt;its damn addictive can.&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoy every single minute spent wif him.&lt;br /&gt;he just likes to make me laugh over the smallest things.&lt;br /&gt;simply put it. i feel happy ard him. (:&lt;br /&gt;ily md alif bin idris.&lt;br /&gt;i hope we both stay together too like how u tried to save tis r'ship.&lt;br /&gt;me being the stubborn one always finding fault.&lt;br /&gt;sorry to upset and hurt u.&lt;br /&gt;but i like how when im angry u try to make me smile instead of arguing back with me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the only thing that stays the same is work.&lt;br /&gt;though i've been working less shifts now. im taking off every sunday as its his only off day. :(&lt;br /&gt;im so pissed that catherine made me work tis sunday. and gave me an off on saturdaY.&lt;br /&gt;urgh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-6054205776050453916?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/6054205776050453916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=6054205776050453916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/6054205776050453916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/6054205776050453916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/StyyYBWPJEI/AAAAAAAABZg/5RHFdxoAqZI/s72-c/125596258990241167-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-666759785100215009</id><published>2009-09-02T05:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T05:38:32.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Sp2Tq213xhI/AAAAAAAABVI/Z--y6RWKGlg/s1600-h/030720093916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376615894635496978" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Sp2Tq213xhI/AAAAAAAABVI/Z--y6RWKGlg/s320/030720093916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Sometimes there are things in our life that aren’t meant to stay. Sometimes change may not be what we want. Sometimes change is what we really need. And sometimes saying goodbye is the hardest thing you think you’ll ever have to do, but sometimes it’s saying hello again that breaks you down and makes you the most vulnerable person you’ll ever know. &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/7883866-666759785100215009?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/666759785100215009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=666759785100215009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/666759785100215009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/666759785100215009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/09/sometimes-there-are-things-in-our-life.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Sp2Tq213xhI/AAAAAAAABVI/Z--y6RWKGlg/s72-c/030720093916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-5539969658851304206</id><published>2009-06-10T00:30:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T02:05:27.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u189/sxstr/snazzyspace/graphicfolder/black-and-white-quotes/awesome-duh.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u189/sxstr/snazzyspace/graphicfolder/techno-house/elektro-rings-and-sticks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Siv3e2Fb3vI/AAAAAAAABRA/fiNR-fvWaYo/s1600-h/070620093689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344637492091674354" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Siv3e2Fb3vI/AAAAAAAABRA/fiNR-fvWaYo/s400/070620093689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Siv3MTyHS-I/AAAAAAAABQw/vWx9XnypvzU/s1600-h/070620093661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344637173646183394" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Siv3MTyHS-I/AAAAAAAABQw/vWx9XnypvzU/s400/070620093661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so today's my off day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and have i told u...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last friday was well spent wif yani and bf!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to colour my hair at the salon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;worth it plus treatment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yani highlighted her hair wic was super nice too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanted to highlite but the hairdresser was so fussy, this and that she say will not turn out nice la cuz my roots were already black so she suggested i dye my whole head then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just went wif the flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went ahead wif the colour she chose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i cant choose the colour i want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i let the hairdresser decide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they know best mah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it turned out fucken nice la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dammit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was so surprised wif the end result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tot it will come out a kuku colour lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;afterwhich me and yani headed to tamp mall pastamania.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yum2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant even finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bad yani dun wan to help me finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i damn fulll ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;met bf after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went shopping la ape lagiiii!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cotton on having sale summore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought a tank top and a nice design purple spagg. super cheap la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought a chio zebra print shorts as well! hah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanted to buy more but bf bising at me already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;member mrajok ah tu tk dpt beli scott goggle die and i get what i want. hmpfffffffffff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went so many places after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chill at changi beach. den tot of watching movie at illuma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we went to bugis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we wanted to watch drag me to hell but skipped the idea. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cuz we were arguing terminator or drag me to hell. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. seriusly the whole day was full of fighting and sweet endings. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love love u....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i spent the whole day today watching madtv on youtube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn funny like hell can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but for those hu havent watch..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u gotta see it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-5539969658851304206?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5539969658851304206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=5539969658851304206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/5539969658851304206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/5539969658851304206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Siv3e2Fb3vI/AAAAAAAABRA/fiNR-fvWaYo/s72-c/070620093689.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-8299181945466363852</id><published>2009-06-02T03:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:40:56.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="goodies/flashing-quotes/4.gif" src="http://whateverlife.com/goodies/flashing-quotes/4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SiQrZ0FeJAI/AAAAAAAABNQ/0-xzzpdFgsI/s1600-h/010620093548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342442780446565378" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SiQrZ0FeJAI/AAAAAAAABNQ/0-xzzpdFgsI/s400/010620093548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;work was normal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;funny watching this woman shouting like a mad woman over a parking lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was damn kecoh laaaa her fren carrying a cone here and dere to reserve a parking lot only to find out the parking lot was taken by another random person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for nothing the contractors nearby were getting an earful from her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imagine i can hear her from my werkplace thru the glass panels and all. so damn loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;siao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me, yani and dewi were laffing away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaa. i cant wait for this friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u noe i noe kan yani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TEEHEEHEe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ku da berangan.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhhhh. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i kind of had a tiff wif bf just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after work i was crying outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;luckily no one notice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ended up taking cab to bf place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oni to find out he's at my work place. zZZZZZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i had to mangkok at his place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and 12 dollars fly to the cab fare just like dat. -____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we talked things out after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im glad we're back to normal. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-8299181945466363852?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/8299181945466363852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=8299181945466363852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/8299181945466363852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/8299181945466363852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SiQrZ0FeJAI/AAAAAAAABNQ/0-xzzpdFgsI/s72-c/010620093548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-3397744173366439557</id><published>2009-05-27T02:20:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T02:36:22.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="goodies/flashing-quotes/In-love.gif" src="http://whateverlife.com/goodies/flashing-quotes/In-love.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShwlBOJkgPI/AAAAAAAABJQ/JCIFjOfsBuw/s1600-h/1242752932870031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340183961062899954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShwlBOJkgPI/AAAAAAAABJQ/JCIFjOfsBuw/s400/1242752932870031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShwkJ1sk6hI/AAAAAAAABJA/PToyWlu6-Ng/s1600-h/1242752932870031.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hello! its a brand new week already.&lt;br /&gt;having many offs this week.&lt;br /&gt;happy or watt.&lt;br /&gt;of cuz la. wif whats been happening at werk and all.&lt;br /&gt;hu wans to werk rite. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;maybe this sat going to nisha's bbq at ecp. not sure yet. well hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;cuz im going broke! i got enuff just to survive till next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Shwn34K7FxI/AAAAAAAABJo/CI_91BfyNio/s1600-h/angelsandemons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340187099079055122" style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Shwn34K7FxI/AAAAAAAABJo/CI_91BfyNio/s400/angelsandemons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Shwn4Kw9ZeI/AAAAAAAABJw/51MeBiWRNik/s1600-h/night_at_the_museum_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340187104070428130" style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Shwn4Kw9ZeI/AAAAAAAABJw/51MeBiWRNik/s400/night_at_the_museum_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i caught those two movies last week. angel and demons is good i tell u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i knew it was going to be good but many ppl told me not to watch it cuz its not a show for bimbos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmpf!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plus the person sitting next to me in the cinema was sleeping lor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i understood the show ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but not the religion2 part la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and aniways i did read a lil of the book too. so i did understand the starting. abt the scientist ending up dead and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;halfway thru, i gave up on the book cuz there were so many big2 words. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and dun ask me y i was reading it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cuz ankita used to bring books wif her to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plus i was bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i read it to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nite at the museum was not bad too. many2 funny parts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the last part of the movie i really needed to pee badly. i tahan ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cuz i was kinda sitting near the front. and i didnt want to be a spoiler to stand up and block everyone's view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aner tau nanti org campak popcorn pat aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bf kept telling me to go to the loo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i didnt want to. so i was cursing under my breath. asking the show to finish faster cann.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiyo. citer abes je apelagi cabot ah gi toilet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wah. shudnt have drank so much water dat day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the movie, a fight broke out. this mly guy was beating up another mly guy. gawd he was practically banging the guy on to the glass panels of the shops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the shops were already closed den.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ppl were whipping out their camera to film the scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so tk perlu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and some were like ''call the police! call the police!''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but me and bf sardin je walk past those two fighting. abey org tk brani jln.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;skali the gerlfren of the guy was shouting pencuri2! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i found out the guy was beating up the other guy cuz he stole their bags wif their belongings in it right under their noses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so moral of story ppl, dun leave ur bags lying ard in the cinema ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well did i tell u, last sat bf change his seat cover. like it was all unplanned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he wanted to survey stickers and decals at kedai auntie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;skali we came across this kedai, the name of the shop is 219. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he saw this monster energy design.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so bf decided to change his seat cuz da nk koyak and cats tend to scratch his precious seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice la2. cheap2 $50 onli. dunno whether cheap or not. but i really like monster energy design compared to thor which bf wanted at first. aniways the shop did a lot of nice decals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yahh. saw wan too wif his drz. he wanted to enter the shop. but when he saw me and bf tros tk jadi. ahacks. we did smile. so its ok. no grudges against him animore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's 2 pics. one taken by bf and one taken by me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the lousy attempt by bf to take a decent picture of cuz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShwnKjjYAgI/AAAAAAAABJY/SdjVleu-AVA/s1600-h/250520093426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340186320450355714" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShwnKjjYAgI/AAAAAAAABJY/SdjVleu-AVA/s400/250520093426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw bf put number 21 on the side cuz its my birth date la wat else! huahua!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis is my photo of cuz..nice riteeee. i mean the monster energy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShwnK6eKWxI/AAAAAAAABJg/PvPMHv9ytrc/s1600-h/250520093427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340186326602504978" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShwnK6eKWxI/AAAAAAAABJg/PvPMHv9ytrc/s400/250520093427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh YAH. so i heard from nadia that there was this imposter of me on friendster. like wthhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after her another person told me too. gawdd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what is the person possibly thinkin man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;da desperado pa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pfft. &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/106849215"&gt;http://profiles.friendster.com/106849215&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean why me. pls understand la im att.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what would ppl tink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nk curik gambar org pon curik la yg tk att!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiz.dunno wat to say already. i wan to slp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gdnite everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-3397744173366439557?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/3397744173366439557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=3397744173366439557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/3397744173366439557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/3397744173366439557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/05/been-happy-all-week-and-now-im-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShwlBOJkgPI/AAAAAAAABJQ/JCIFjOfsBuw/s72-c/1242752932870031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-5187250877375034524</id><published>2009-05-18T20:26:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:49:22.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="goodies/flashing-quotes/7.gif" src="http://whateverlife.com/goodies/flashing-quotes/7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShFT_cdSR3I/AAAAAAAABF8/lE06OOdCgYM/s1600-h/0305200931801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337139382846637938" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShFT_cdSR3I/AAAAAAAABF8/lE06OOdCgYM/s400/0305200931801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;i've been happy these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;hehe! just slap me if u wanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last saturday, early in the morning gua da bangonn!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;all cuz of dat motoX thingy laa!&lt;br /&gt;kol 12 kite da sampai flyer.&lt;br /&gt;we parked at flyer carpark and checked the event out.&lt;br /&gt;they were still setting up the place. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mit nadia and bf to catch a movie the uninvited.&lt;br /&gt;tunggu dorang buah tk jatoh siol!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;bf was being a bit impatient.&lt;br /&gt;at last jgak dorang sampai.&lt;br /&gt;we watched the 2:55 show.&lt;br /&gt;and they arrived sui2 at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss nadia so much man!!!&lt;br /&gt;serius if my bf and her bf was not there i would have smacked her assxsx for being late.&lt;br /&gt;i cud have done so many things to her but cannot la kan bab nanti org pk aku ni ape. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. abt the show HMMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;i tink watching angels and demons is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShFyCBNyFsI/AAAAAAAABHk/Uo93_hdui2Y/s1600-h/the-uninvited-movie-poster-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337172412422297282" style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShFyCBNyFsI/AAAAAAAABHk/Uo93_hdui2Y/s400/the-uninvited-movie-poster-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/5 popcorns.&lt;br /&gt;so for me uninvited is not so good.&lt;br /&gt;some ppl may like it la.&lt;br /&gt;so dun go scolding me saying its a good movie.&lt;br /&gt;after movie teman nadia and her bf..haha!&lt;br /&gt;kesian kebulor..&lt;br /&gt;after that we proceeded diff ways. it was nearly 5pm den. nadia said she will meet us later dere.&lt;br /&gt;den azhar msg wat time we gg in.&lt;br /&gt;eh hello!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;siang2 kite da masok siol.&lt;br /&gt;2nd row tgh2 ramp agy.&lt;br /&gt;first come first served!&lt;br /&gt;eh it was so freaking hot.&lt;br /&gt;imagine standing 4 hours in the sweltering heat.&lt;br /&gt;but it was all worth it!!&lt;br /&gt;oh yah.&lt;br /&gt;saw loads of ppl. seriusly.&lt;br /&gt;da mcm national day parade gitu.&lt;br /&gt;even got paul twohill la. haha!'&lt;br /&gt;last part was the best.&lt;br /&gt;this x-fighter named jimmy campak his goggles to the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;alamakkkk. tau aku bawak net gi tangkap siol.&lt;br /&gt;bf's fwen was like OH SHIT. OH DAMN, when the goggle flew to the centre part of the crowd. why not ussssssssssssss!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. tkperla kn. it was a good show!&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich bf want to go flyer! excited la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh u ppl must be wonderin why no pics rite..&lt;br /&gt;my stupid gundu camera cockup last minit! sumpah dara aku up!&lt;br /&gt;bf agy bingit!&lt;br /&gt;and my n73 pon da batt flatt!&lt;br /&gt;china phone aku tros jgn harap la kan amek gambar.&lt;br /&gt;tros tk clear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so imagine watching the show, and taking the flyer without having a camera.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is like shit.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so retarded standing near the front wif no camera while ppl behind me were all trying to come to the front snapping pics away.&lt;br /&gt;aku mcm wasting space gituks tau. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i felt like fainting already. i didnt wan to drink water cuz i was afraid to go toilet. wic means i haf to leave my space.&lt;br /&gt;and ppl were all shoving to go to the front.&lt;br /&gt;my legs felt like breaking but i tahan. haha.&lt;br /&gt;all for my bf.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to spoil his mood by leaving halfway kan.&lt;br /&gt;so i had to endure the body odours, ppl's sweat all rubbing against me, ppl stepping on my foot. gosh. it was really torturing but like wat i said it was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;and also i guess we kinda forgotten bout the ppl ard us cuz the stunts were awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show ended, met azhar and miza kejap. gawd they were really making me rofl.&lt;br /&gt;i was so confident when i said there was no 7-eleven at flyer.&lt;br /&gt;and they believed me.&lt;br /&gt;so mcm gundu kite join crowd ramai2 queue up pat popeyes just to beli air.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i know its all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;then rilek outisde popeyes awhile. saw tp's and police cars.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. all of them ready to be rich-rich-rich. (kaya kaya kaya)&lt;br /&gt;tok cocked outside and then the funny couple had to make a move cuz their bike rosak..&lt;br /&gt;balek siang la nmpknye!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! dulu kacau kite balek siang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bf and me proceed to naek flyer.&lt;br /&gt;its my first time k! (aku tau kental.)&lt;br /&gt;and summore i was afraid of heights.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. so i was sitting at the centre part of the cabin lookin straight throughout the whole journey.&lt;br /&gt;bf was making fun of me lor.&lt;br /&gt;i was so scared to look down or even stand up to walk ard. so i just sit there.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaha. kental pe aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall i enjoyed the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;i really did so many things wif bf that day.&lt;br /&gt;i love youuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to the person hu took the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShFt9xHCglI/AAAAAAAABHU/_JLefzAfBOs/s1600-h/rebull2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337167941333058130" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShFt9xHCglI/AAAAAAAABHU/_JLefzAfBOs/s400/rebull2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShFt96vkLgI/AAAAAAAABHM/6Ccm8ZryWf0/s1600-h/redbull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337167943918956034" style="WIDTH: 400px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShFtoV6PUvI/AAAAAAAABG0/tBrDZkDaZC8/s400/redbullwhite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShFtoC_zBdI/AAAAAAAABGs/ePWHRev7daI/s1600-h/redbullred.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337167568177399250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShFtoC_zBdI/AAAAAAAABGs/ePWHRev7daI/s400/redbullred.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-5187250877375034524?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5187250877375034524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=5187250877375034524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/5187250877375034524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/5187250877375034524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_8693.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/ShFT_cdSR3I/AAAAAAAABF8/lE06OOdCgYM/s72-c/0305200931801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-2214192317014457633</id><published>2009-05-13T21:17:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:42:36.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="goodies/flashing-words/flashing-words-13.gif" src="http://whateverlife.com/goodies/flashing-words/flashing-words-13.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SgrMNiLvFJI/AAAAAAAABFM/ebMJVHNAT28/s1600-h/1242201011724471-horz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335301241460167826" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SgrMNiLvFJI/AAAAAAAABFM/ebMJVHNAT28/s400/1242201011724471-horz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SgrJTycSUjI/AAAAAAAABFE/ZbNU-MQp5x4/s1600-h/1242201011724471-horz.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;im damn sexcited can!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for this sat!&lt;br /&gt;seeing the scrambler stunts!&lt;br /&gt;meeting nadia and bf for a movie!!!&lt;br /&gt;hope azhar and miza will to join me and zaki watch motocross oso. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but i oso wan to go the crocs sale leh....&lt;br /&gt;!#@&lt;br /&gt;will be watching uninvited as well!&lt;br /&gt;wee hoo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i hope the flyer will not be packed wif ppl. :(&lt;br /&gt;and next friday, i wan watch night at the museum TOUR.&lt;br /&gt;tanx to yani, i got to noe abt it.&lt;br /&gt;but bf werk.&lt;br /&gt;how leyy.&lt;br /&gt;haiz!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-2214192317014457633?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/2214192317014457633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=2214192317014457633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/2214192317014457633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/2214192317014457633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/05/goodiesflashing-wordsflashing-words.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SgrMNiLvFJI/AAAAAAAABFM/ebMJVHNAT28/s72-c/1242201011724471-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-5827458418844519668</id><published>2009-05-12T02:23:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T03:34:19.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="goodies/reality-tv-quote-graphics/Frenchie1.gif" src="http://whateverlife.com/goodies/reality-tv-quote-graphics/Frenchie1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Sgh6wPokN4I/AAAAAAAABD8/HN9oA78U430/s1600-h/0805200933291.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Sgh7nrmCQZI/AAAAAAAABEc/BXtEMDvNY7M/s1600-h/27042009306012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Sgh758J4n4I/AAAAAAAABEk/Sk7-tojPUQQ/s1600-h/2704200930601.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Sgh8ShYYv3I/AAAAAAAABEs/k06RPI9SeYY/s1600-h/2704200930611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334650416260497266" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Sgh8ShYYv3I/AAAAAAAABEs/k06RPI9SeYY/s320/2704200930611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember; spend some time with your loved ones , because they are not going to be around forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you , because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones , but most of all mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment, for someday that person will not be there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just reading an online forum in memory of fallen dirt riders.&lt;br /&gt;it was freaking hell full of sad threads.&lt;br /&gt;the most recent being of cuz jeremy lusk.&lt;br /&gt;and Md Feroz.&lt;br /&gt;it happened a couple of months back.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite sad that he had to pass away in a sport that he loved.&lt;br /&gt;from what i know it was his first motard race and he actually won it but after crossing the finishing line, he lost control of the bike..&lt;br /&gt;sadly, there were no proper attention from the paramedics and they were all not well-equipped.&lt;br /&gt;may god bless his soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this goes out to all those hu also ride on the road. ride with care.&lt;br /&gt;especially if your job is on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say this cuz i always see delivery riders (pizzahut, kfc, canadian, mcd) riding like a madman...&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;dun risk ur life cuz it aint worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially after the incident that bf was hit by a car while he was working.&lt;br /&gt;mother hell driver. no fucken brains. no goddamn eyes as well.&lt;br /&gt;wth he doing in his goddamn car oso i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i love you, muhammad zaki.&lt;br /&gt;im so happy that u did change a bit.&lt;br /&gt;baek2 aku nangis2 tros in the mood gi keje.&lt;br /&gt;i hope we can be strong like b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for work? im so damn bored of it.&lt;br /&gt;what's new.&lt;br /&gt;i gave wei siong my shift.&lt;br /&gt;too lazy to werk dere animore.&lt;br /&gt;dun ask me y.&lt;br /&gt;since the potong gaji incident and bf doesnt like me working there, i've been giving lesser shifts.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;now i haf to work on a saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;tell me who the hell wakes up b4 10:30 am on a saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;na-uh. not naqiah amira.&lt;br /&gt;but i got no choice.&lt;br /&gt;at least i finish early.&lt;br /&gt;hmpf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-5827458418844519668?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5827458418844519668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=5827458418844519668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/5827458418844519668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/5827458418844519668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/05/remember-spend-some-time-with-your.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Sgh8ShYYv3I/AAAAAAAABEs/k06RPI9SeYY/s72-c/2704200930611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-5041873588853346732</id><published>2009-05-08T03:36:00.054+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T05:07:59.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SgM7xjCyxEI/AAAAAAAABB0/Ztr7ywwEfuI/s1600-h/1241696977429573.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="goodies/flashing-quotes/3.gif" src="http://whateverlife.com/goodies/flashing-quotes/3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SgM7xTNAJsI/AAAAAAAABBc/2RX6ESo0koo/s1600-h/124169697742957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333172101891237570" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SgM7xTNAJsI/AAAAAAAABBc/2RX6ESo0koo/s320/124169697742957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SgNIVBHAc0I/AAAAAAAABDE/mGF-I-Gqn4E/s1600-h/0805200933321.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;halo2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song reminds me so much of when me and bf always use the west coast highway to go home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;instead of just using ecp-aye, we always took the longer route cuz it was much more relaxing and peaceful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiz. i miss those times. really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sheesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in fact i miss loads of our time together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we hardly spend time like last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;too bz la. too tired la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, i was early for work today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;werk wif all my kaki gereks. yey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sadly today is kind of a last day for farah. cuz she will rarely work from now on.  :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one to make me laff already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tml im off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but vesak day and mother's day i will be werkin of cuz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;plus maybe this sat accompany bf go jb wif his fwen to service bike after work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;boredom kape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tk pe. at least i can get to buy my dvds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss him already!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-5041873588853346732?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5041873588853346732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=5041873588853346732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/5041873588853346732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/5041873588853346732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SgM7xTNAJsI/AAAAAAAABBc/2RX6ESo0koo/s72-c/124169697742957.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-2845097309060572277</id><published>2009-05-07T01:44:00.045+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T04:42:57.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="goodies/flashing-quotes/2.gif" src="http://whateverlife.com/goodies/flashing-quotes/2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SgHM-YTiTdI/AAAAAAAAA9U/J9mAqH5n0Dw/s1600-h/0705200933041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332768805831724498" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SgHM-YTiTdI/AAAAAAAAA9U/J9mAqH5n0Dw/s320/0705200933041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SgHPs99crpI/AAAAAAAAA9s/mbiuYEbZdNU/s1600-h/040520093238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332771805236866706" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SgHPs99crpI/AAAAAAAAA9s/mbiuYEbZdNU/s320/040520093238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah piangz ey.&lt;br /&gt;every nite keep raining.&lt;br /&gt;tapi shiok kaper.&lt;br /&gt;naseb it usually rains after bf send me home and also after he reach home safely.&lt;br /&gt;dun wan him to accident again.&lt;br /&gt;suay ah. in less den a week accident two times.&lt;br /&gt;i oso dunno how to describe my life with him.&lt;br /&gt;its like a roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;cry3. lepas tu happy balek.&lt;br /&gt;everyday oso cry.&lt;br /&gt;until today yani can spot my tear stain on my face.&lt;br /&gt;wahlao.&lt;br /&gt;not the first time she spot lor.&lt;br /&gt;everytime make me cry b4 werk, b4 slp. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday what fir told me was quite true.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i just dun see the sacrifices ppl made for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, i love my boyf sooo much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-2845097309060572277?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/2845097309060572277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=2845097309060572277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/2845097309060572277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/2845097309060572277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SgHM-YTiTdI/AAAAAAAAA9U/J9mAqH5n0Dw/s72-c/0705200933041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-6572761579743160886</id><published>2009-05-04T04:41:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T05:18:15.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="goodies/flashing-quotes/f7.gif" src="http://whateverlife.com/goodies/flashing-quotes/f7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Sf4Bz-Gd4mI/AAAAAAAAA5U/M6tvALn7teE/s1600-h/030520093168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331701001208324706" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Sf4Bz-Gd4mI/AAAAAAAAA5U/M6tvALn7teE/s320/030520093168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you smile my mind goes spare,&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine life without you here,&lt;br /&gt;Someway somehow you've completed me,&lt;br /&gt;Thankful you came my way,&lt;br /&gt;What we have cant be replaced,&lt;br /&gt;You make it easy to be in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I see you, I fall in love over again,&lt;br /&gt;So proud that you are my man,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I still cant get you outta my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every passing moment&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of you run through my head&lt;br /&gt;Every time that I'm near you&lt;br /&gt;I realize that you're heaven sent, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you're truly something special&lt;br /&gt;There's no one like you around&lt;br /&gt;I really like what you've done to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ily muhammad zaki bin dzulkeffli.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every ups and downs just makes us stronger.&lt;br /&gt;u changed me, mold me and turned me into a better person.&lt;br /&gt;im so afraid to lose you.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being that someone to be there for me, care, love and accept me for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;distance is definitely not an obstacle to true love.&lt;br /&gt;although miles apart from you isn't that easy, there's a lot of sacrifices and understandin in our r/ship.&lt;br /&gt;and that's wat keeps our relationship alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Mira.M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-6572761579743160886?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/6572761579743160886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=6572761579743160886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/6572761579743160886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/6572761579743160886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Sf4Bz-Gd4mI/AAAAAAAAA5U/M6tvALn7teE/s72-c/030520093168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-5077126443320275149</id><published>2009-04-24T02:14:00.056+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:19:32.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="goodies/flashing-quotes/f3.gif" src="http://whateverlife.com/goodies/flashing-quotes/f3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SfCxMwTW0mI/AAAAAAAAAvA/D1Cukn1rqfg/s1600-h/240420093022.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SfDTP5Q9izI/AAAAAAAAAxc/AFAls6ucT0E/s1600-h/240420093011-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SfDUzMf0McI/AAAAAAAAAxk/QvoAiLa4z14/s1600-h/240420093011-til.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SfGM_zxpc7I/AAAAAAAAAxs/EAYZRMRvdCg/s1600-h/1240547983597094.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SfGPr-bfdlI/AAAAAAAAAyM/EZlW9FYUPGA/s1600-h/240420093054.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SfGQ0Ajy9nI/AAAAAAAAAyU/_gzCgFrySzg/s1600-h/240420093055-t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328199057333745266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SfGQ0Ajy9nI/AAAAAAAAAyU/_gzCgFrySzg/s320/240420093055-t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SfDQJkApygI/AAAAAAAAAxI/als3Kt8FCnk/s1600-h/240420093054.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SfDQtTYl4KI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/H6ppCt1Rh7Y/s1600-h/240420093055.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade jugak org kaypoh pat blog aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tk ku sangke ade org bacer blog aku yg tk seberape ni...&lt;br /&gt;aku pat keje baru die nk CRF250 AHHH..&lt;br /&gt;kanasai u fadly! make sure u tag!#$%^&amp;amp; ...hMPF!!!&lt;br /&gt;dunno hu else at werk has also been reading my blog..hmmm ... bacerla korang k. i noe i never offend anyone so im cool. u're cool. everyone's cool aiiite. cumer aku tau korang kaypoh je kan. HEHEHEHE. irritating pe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;werk was lepak today. so little calls. pathetic or wad...but then hor today i must mop. knasai....they make fun of me and demo how i mop the floor. tkper2...&lt;br /&gt;and i tink im getting deaf sia..or izit my hair covering my ears. i definitely cant hear wad ppl are saying. they need to repeat 3,4 times b4 i understand..da sah pekak ke aku ni???? HMMMM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway aku terserempak hilmi seblom gi keje. panjang umor. baru blog psl die..da muncul pat lakeside. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a fast and short convo..cuz i was already late for work. salam die and off to the boring train ride to lavender. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;skali, due kali kan. i accidentally cut my small finger wif i-dunno-wad-oso and the next ting blood came trickling out..aku pey legong tk nk lambat punye psl, gi board train. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiya..in the train i was sucking my finger like some stupid kid to stop the blood. i bet ppl were looking at me weirdly. argh. i tried to stop the blood by pressing it against my pants, my bag yet blood come out like it never came out b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ape lagi aku terpakse tron jurong east just to go to the freaking toilet to wash my finger and wrap wif tissue. wahla0. da lambat gi keje lagi. !#$%^&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i boarded the train like stupid again, baru hilmi nk msg aku..ckp u look beautiful as always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haaah...wa da tersengeh2 pe pat dlm train..all the way sampai lavender..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sampai lupe luka pat jari....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sampai keje je, ape lagi..kejarkan plaster ah...skrg jari aku da mcm kekok sket nk type kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ape nk bwat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the life of mira manggis. zZZZzzzzzzz. ok. that's ur bedtime story for today. gdnite ppl! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-5077126443320275149?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5077126443320275149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=5077126443320275149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/5077126443320275149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/5077126443320275149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SfGQ0Ajy9nI/AAAAAAAAAyU/_gzCgFrySzg/s72-c/240420093055-t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-8733158279196676095</id><published>2009-04-22T20:06:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:25:11.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.whateverlife.com/siws/sup/sup1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8VA_dUB-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/8jEMMZedFno/s1600-h/1239680743608406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327499990981150690" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8VA_dUB-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/8jEMMZedFno/s320/1239680743608406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today's my third off day. hehe. what a nice and long break i had! tml will be back to work for me. been watching dvd's at home all day long. never even go out to meet bf! save so much money!&lt;br /&gt;and i just chatted wif hilmi aka mimi. a very good friend. he's also wan's so called driving course fren. wat a small world.. still cant believe how we met. its all called fate ppl. FATE. hah. siak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8Sgeb0jNI/AAAAAAAAAsw/riksqqBHQHU/s1600-h/MIMI2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327497233337453778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8Sgeb0jNI/AAAAAAAAAsw/riksqqBHQHU/s320/MIMI2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8SgD8MwyI/AAAAAAAAAso/GQ6YC7RbAaI/s1600-h/MIMI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327497226225500962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8SgD8MwyI/AAAAAAAAAso/GQ6YC7RbAaI/s320/MIMI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8R-CRk6CI/AAAAAAAAAsY/0xqbS9jTTkA/s1600-h/MIMI6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327496641662740514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8R-CRk6CI/AAAAAAAAAsY/0xqbS9jTTkA/s320/MIMI6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8R-NlgZuI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/2zOto4JxkPM/s1600-h/MIMI5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327496644699121378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8R-NlgZuI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/2zOto4JxkPM/s320/MIMI5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see this boy. still in army uniform lor..muke irritating pe bile part nyanyi.&lt;br /&gt;we're on the fone throughout this webcam session. so dats y i said stmf. and he keeps getting upset everytime i say that. haha.&lt;br /&gt;he came by the work place the other day and kak kinah say he got nice eyes. hahahhahha!  ala org mix..ape ckp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. change topic. im falling in love with this bike. the new 2oo9 Honda CRF250 . dammit. so damn chio! i dun tink they haf it in singapore? :(&lt;br /&gt;i used to hate scramblers last time cuz i tot it was just a piece of plastic crap~ haha..! but bf made me so into it. i still dun like that his bike is making a hole in my goddamn slippers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMPRESSIVE huh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8iJe_PSUI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/mGAjxzRegXs/s1600-h/2009_Honda_CRF250_450_Camooth_Kit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327514430535059778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8iJe_PSUI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/mGAjxzRegXs/s320/2009_Honda_CRF250_450_Camooth_Kit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8iJCxJmZI/AAAAAAAAAtI/B7G6A6ipZAg/s1600-h/141_0812_sbkp_01_z%2Bspinechillers_team%2B2009_honda_CRF250_static.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327514422959774098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8iJCxJmZI/AAAAAAAAAtI/B7G6A6ipZAg/s320/141_0812_sbkp_01_z%2Bspinechillers_team%2B2009_honda_CRF250_static.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only it came with an electric start and clock, it would have been more IMPRESSIVE~ jambu la kau!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, i cant wait to work tml! ntal sal. da lamer tk keje kan..haha. bile keje, nk off. bile off nk keje lak. haiya..ni la manusia. dere's an interview tml but not sure wanna go nort..waiting for yani's response.&lt;br /&gt;plus this friday will be catching a movie wif bf..it's either Jangan Tegur or Bohsia. like wth. both is mly movies. haha.&lt;br /&gt;dunno wic to watch...hmm any recommendations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8lKwLg66I/AAAAAAAAAtg/IP8pQ7iNfAk/s1600-h/jt2q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327517750864702370" style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8lKwLg66I/AAAAAAAAAtg/IP8pQ7iNfAk/s320/jt2q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8lKvVfaEI/AAAAAAAAAtY/lKky5TGBoV4/s1600-h/filemgambar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327517750638110786" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8lKvVfaEI/AAAAAAAAAtY/lKky5TGBoV4/s320/filemgambar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8R9qd_9-I/AAAAAAAAAsA/xUQECMVcy8c/s1600-h/MIMI3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-8733158279196676095?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/8733158279196676095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=8733158279196676095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/8733158279196676095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/8733158279196676095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Se8VA_dUB-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/8jEMMZedFno/s72-c/1239680743608406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-1486420711250070130</id><published>2009-04-14T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:26:53.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v221/ashbernie311/scrollboxes/type2/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SeRh45vbD7I/AAAAAAAAAq8/rScSkQGXh1c/s1600-h/CAZHL8WACATBLO51CA0JYTJPCANLXGIRCAYUYDU3CAIJB02XCAPYCKBPCAH7PSERCAQ35H2XCAOFBW3PCA0Z8NUBCABW7SO3CA30PXL0CA0PTS3TCA000RVJCA0Z4GGPCAHATOJCCATO81KLCA3HPNHV1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324488289659064242" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SeRh45vbD7I/AAAAAAAAAq8/rScSkQGXh1c/s320/CAZHL8WACATBLO51CA0JYTJPCANLXGIRCAYUYDU3CAIJB02XCAPYCKBPCAH7PSERCAQ35H2XCAOFBW3PCA0Z8NUBCABW7SO3CA30PXL0CA0PTS3TCA000RVJCA0Z4GGPCAHATOJCCATO81KLCA3HPNHV1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well guess wad..im sick!!&lt;br /&gt;dammit. i hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;luckily today farah cover for me, if not pengsan agy kat keje...&lt;br /&gt;what more wif the damn air con so cold..&lt;br /&gt;i had this sucky ferverish feeling for the past few days..&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can get well by tml..&lt;br /&gt;i knew i shudnt have eaten those satays la..&lt;br /&gt;oh and just now wan talked to me on msn. it was a short convo but a panas darah one..&lt;br /&gt;mother hell...i tell u..&lt;br /&gt;all he said was wad a small world..and i asked him wad he meant by that and he said nothing, nvm.&lt;br /&gt;@!#!@%$#%.&lt;br /&gt;citer die mcm gini.. i saw wan a few days back at Changi V.&lt;br /&gt;gawd...he gave me that sengeh2 look.&lt;br /&gt;i swear it was the most irritating look ever.&lt;br /&gt;and member da bawak drz like wad elly said.&lt;br /&gt;da la park sebelah. org nk start moto die pon sebok dtg..&lt;br /&gt;i was just commenting to zaki bout the drz needing to change the tires sebab da haus and he told me the bike look weird wif just stickers on its mudguard..&lt;br /&gt;jeng3. skali 'owner' die dtg, smiling away... pfftt..&lt;br /&gt;menyampa aku. ape lagi aku ngan zaki brambos ar dari situ.&lt;br /&gt;and we were like gossiping bout him and his bike all the way. ahaks.&lt;br /&gt;k la. enuff bout him.&lt;br /&gt;me and bf not on good terms oso.&lt;br /&gt;because one thing..im moody when im sick.&lt;br /&gt;and i tend to get angry for over the slightest things.&lt;br /&gt;so im just staying away from him and he's keeping away from me. heh. kesian bf kena maki smlm psl hp..sowiee u...&lt;br /&gt;spoiler sio demam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-1486420711250070130?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1486420711250070130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=1486420711250070130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/1486420711250070130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/1486420711250070130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-guess-wad_14.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SeRh45vbD7I/AAAAAAAAAq8/rScSkQGXh1c/s72-c/CAZHL8WACATBLO51CA0JYTJPCANLXGIRCAYUYDU3CAIJB02XCAPYCKBPCAH7PSERCAQ35H2XCAOFBW3PCA0Z8NUBCABW7SO3CA30PXL0CA0PTS3TCA000RVJCA0Z4GGPCAHATOJCCATO81KLCA3HPNHV1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-3291866476883878781</id><published>2009-03-27T23:54:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T00:33:06.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v221/ashbernie311/scrollboxes/type3/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Scz8CnSc_zI/AAAAAAAAAoU/SIscLgbQrOw/s1600-h/200320092760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317902381854031666" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Scz8CnSc_zI/AAAAAAAAAoU/SIscLgbQrOw/s320/200320092760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v221/ashbernie311/scrollboxes/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i went out or wad but today is my off day! Like finally! still ppl can ask me to cover. goshh. well i woke up late and sat home the whole day today. watched my dvd, pink panther 2. hahahah. will save watching my slumdog millionaire for monday wic is my next off day. woohooo! hopefully no one will ask me to cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tml they're having this thing called earth hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v221/ashbernie311/drawings/changeworld1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will ppl really switch of their lights...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tau sok aku keje..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telepon tetap berdering...! haiya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-3291866476883878781?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/3291866476883878781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=3291866476883878781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/3291866476883878781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/3291866476883878781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-word-not-that-i-went-out-or-wad-but.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/Scz8CnSc_zI/AAAAAAAAAoU/SIscLgbQrOw/s72-c/200320092760.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-5463057303331204272</id><published>2009-03-25T02:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T03:20:52.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SckyjnLcPOI/AAAAAAAAAoM/jqtFriDdk7A/s1600-h/1311200816151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SckyjnLcPOI/AAAAAAAAAoM/jqtFriDdk7A/s320/1311200816151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316836422481362146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v221/ashbernie311/headingimages/89.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first post for 2009. cool or waddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot of deleting this blog but heck this blog is almost 4 yrs old already.&lt;br /&gt;my english oso karat liao.&lt;br /&gt;ironically i feel so wierd blogging right now cuz i used to blog frequently.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i haf no life animore. werking everyday. no off. im very tired hokay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v221/ashbernie311/headingimages/52.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To BF,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sorry i hurt you all these while. im such a bad gf. u tolerated my nonsense and bad temper all these while. u did not get mad at me one bit. no guy would have done dat. now i see it. im so grateful to have u. i will remember all the things you said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://whateverlife.com/pic/love/l1.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-5463057303331204272?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5463057303331204272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=5463057303331204272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/5463057303331204272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/5463057303331204272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-him.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SckyjnLcPOI/AAAAAAAAAoM/jqtFriDdk7A/s72-c/1311200816151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-6523465801482709903</id><published>2008-08-31T22:13:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T23:22:14.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sat home the whole day today.&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae went arab st wif bf before sending me to work.&lt;br /&gt;the kain2 all were so lovely!&lt;br /&gt;chilled at the kampong glam cafe wic ppl call the place bussuroh st?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;and dere was sum event going on at the malay heritage centre.&lt;br /&gt;all i noe there were alot of vespas all lined up cutely.&lt;br /&gt;bf said they were on display.&lt;br /&gt;i said no la!&lt;br /&gt;it belongs to ppl.&lt;br /&gt;i asked him to look at the plate.&lt;br /&gt;and he still didnt believe me.&lt;br /&gt;until the real owners came.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;went work after dat.&lt;br /&gt;finished at 9.&lt;br /&gt;bf fetch me and send me home.&lt;br /&gt;i wished it cud be like dis everyday.&lt;br /&gt;w/o our silly fights.&lt;br /&gt;if not we'll be screaming our heads off at each other.&lt;br /&gt;haha. come to tink of it..i find it funny. so childish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SLqpBcapzKI/AAAAAAAAAWo/PlI1CJLstik/s1600-h/1220151746258084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SKTTPQOutmI/AAAAAAAAASY/SP4wVF1_yKM/s320/MEET_DAVE_POSTER2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234540925919606370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SKTTPuTcA0I/AAAAAAAAASg/iE3CMu1BFgs/s1600-h/love-guru-poster-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SKTTPuTcA0I/AAAAAAAAASg/iE3CMu1BFgs/s320/love-guru-poster-big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234540933992416066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what's up wif the movie nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i've lost my sense of humour but i cant seem to understand what's so funny on the screen and why im not laughing wif the audience.&lt;br /&gt;to them, they're like hahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;but for me, its just a haha.&lt;br /&gt;even bf agreed the show was not that good.&lt;br /&gt;the last time i really laughed hard at a movie was harold and kumar.&lt;br /&gt;that show's seriously sarcastically funny.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i've changed into a serious person already.&lt;br /&gt;i should stick to action-pack movies.&lt;br /&gt;i took a train home after the movied ended at 11plus.&lt;br /&gt;met emilia on the train.&lt;br /&gt;she kissed on both side of my cheeks which then i realised almost everyone at the cabin was looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;bf on the fone was bz asking 'sape tu sape tu'. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i dunno why. its been a long time since i took public transport but like wad sumone said, everyone in the mrt looks at u at a certain kind of way. its like as if u didnt zip ur pants or sumtink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the train ride was a long one. besides hearing emilia's voice throughout the journey, bf accompanied me on the fone all the way to jrg.&lt;br /&gt;again, i enjoyed my day with him. like always. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love makes time pass; and time makes love pass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SKTZpov8twI/AAAAAAAAAUY/P2Qc23X7gcY/s1600-h/121864242837053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SKTZpov8twI/AAAAAAAAAUY/P2Qc23X7gcY/s320/121864242837053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234547976247752450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-278381989985977683?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/278381989985977683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=278381989985977683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-1907153336326751518</id><published>2008-08-13T12:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T12:18:32.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SKJgk_ZPAyI/AAAAAAAAASQ/F6mxont365o/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SKJgk_ZPAyI/AAAAAAAAASQ/F6mxont365o/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233851905566769954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well guess what!&lt;br /&gt;im sick!&lt;br /&gt;arghh!&lt;br /&gt;hate this feeling..&lt;br /&gt;well since i cant drag myself to work, i have to see the doctor later.&lt;br /&gt;i dun like gg to the polyclinics in the mornin cuz no matter what u will end up leaving the poly in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;so thats why i go ard 4.&lt;br /&gt;and each time i go there the security guard will recognize me and smile saying ''yes,yes can still register''.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so as u can see, ive revamped my blog!&lt;br /&gt;not really.&lt;br /&gt;i just changed the background and put pics of me up dere.&lt;br /&gt;so u guys will always see my irritating face each time u enter my blog!&lt;br /&gt;muahah.&lt;br /&gt;ok tc everyone. and dun end up sick like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: poor baby. i noe what u're gg thru now. we'll go thru this together. i wanna be with u during the happy and hard times. cuz i adore u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-1907153336326751518?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1907153336326751518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-6226800920710779719</id><published>2008-08-10T00:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:49:43.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SJ3KErx8q4I/AAAAAAAAARI/nviSPltkr3s/s1600-h/121829856911370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SJ3KErx8q4I/AAAAAAAAARI/nviSPltkr3s/s200/121829856911370.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232560523894893442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;today is national day.&lt;br /&gt;sucky cuz i haf to werk.&lt;br /&gt;what more, it was raining so there were more orders.&lt;br /&gt;and the telephones kept ringin non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;wif customers irritating the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;i dun even bother to say bye bye so i just transfer the lines.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;itu klau boss aku dpt tau..hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im quite upset as well.&lt;br /&gt;cuz baby got into an accident.&lt;br /&gt;he fell asleep on the moto.&lt;br /&gt;and the accident happened when he was just abt to exit PIE.&lt;br /&gt;lucky he wasnt seriously injured. but his face was bad.&lt;br /&gt;his lips koyak.his cheeks and neck had many2 abrasions.&lt;br /&gt;i look at his face it felt so ouch!&lt;br /&gt;can u imagine his visor pecah.&lt;br /&gt;that was how hard the impact it was.&lt;br /&gt;for his moto.&lt;br /&gt;the ferring pon pecah due.&lt;br /&gt;bubble oso.&lt;br /&gt;footrest gonecase.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;seeing him in this state can really make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;i hope he gets well soon.&lt;br /&gt;i miss u zaki so much!!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-6226800920710779719?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SJ3KErx8q4I/AAAAAAAAARI/nviSPltkr3s/s72-c/121829856911370.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-9150066498629717095</id><published>2008-06-25T19:22:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:02:13.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SGIs_4Sv3PI/AAAAAAAAAQY/qV19LHHmAa8/s1600-h/24062008702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SGIs_4Sv3PI/AAAAAAAAAQY/qV19LHHmAa8/s200/24062008702.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215780794402856178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SGItAaXQIdI/AAAAAAAAAQg/VHo6Zlpyuaw/s1600-h/24062008703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SGItAaXQIdI/AAAAAAAAAQg/VHo6Zlpyuaw/s200/24062008703.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215780803548553682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SGItArHcb0I/AAAAAAAAAQo/a_Dcr-JQbZQ/s1600-h/24062008704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SGItArHcb0I/AAAAAAAAAQo/a_Dcr-JQbZQ/s200/24062008704.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215780808045653826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hEy! im back!&lt;br /&gt;so happy!&lt;br /&gt;bf pujok me yest to night safari.&lt;br /&gt;im so happy i got to see those animals! it really made my daY!&lt;br /&gt;ferst we watch this tribe perform fire stunts and all.&lt;br /&gt;interesting Uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SGIsJoWZIyI/AAAAAAAAAPg/34TrzL04lio/s1600-h/24062008684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SGIsJoWZIyI/AAAAAAAAAPg/34TrzL04lio/s200/24062008684.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215779862410240802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SGIsKMER7ZI/AAAAAAAAAPw/pucSpkW0lfc/s1600-h/24062008686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SGIsKMER7ZI/AAAAAAAAAPw/pucSpkW0lfc/s200/24062008686.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215779871997947282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SGIsKTU75-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/ZdWeWrrxwk4/s1600-h/24062008687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SGIsKTU75-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/ZdWeWrrxwk4/s200/24062008687.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215779873946855394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tot of wanting to watch the animal show..but then i wanted to see the tiger, leopards,lion, etc. senang ckp all the big meow meow's family!&lt;br /&gt;im a cat lover you noe!&lt;br /&gt;so we took the tram ride.&lt;br /&gt;saw so manyyy animals!&lt;br /&gt;even cute jackals..!&lt;br /&gt;but sadly. cant take pics of the animals.&lt;br /&gt;can take. but cannot use flash.&lt;br /&gt;summore its dark.&lt;br /&gt;so no use taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SGIsgw8suII/AAAAAAAAAQI/B4lzAJA25JU/s1600-h/24062008696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SGIsgw8suII/AAAAAAAAAQI/B4lzAJA25JU/s200/24062008696.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215780259855382658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats a bat for ur info. if u cant see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then come the leopard..! omg so cute! the fur so nice!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i want!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;after a bit of walking..baby tired redy.&lt;br /&gt;lamak weak ah~!&lt;br /&gt;den take tram ride back. collect our photo for 20 bucks. yup. 20 bux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SGIsoMno21I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/6S8Xl_ALes0/s1600-h/121438774117829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SGIsoMno21I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/6S8Xl_ALes0/s200/121438774117829.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215780387542326098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hees.&lt;br /&gt;overall i had a great day wif him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate everything u do. really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-9150066498629717095?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/9150066498629717095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=9150066498629717095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-5137640328951954780</id><published>2008-06-24T02:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T03:03:22.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SF_zbqN6B2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/4uvGMH4WnjQ/s1600-h/CA8CYKH3CAL6U4SECAAAIWM1CAW0OXT4CAJLKMKFCAEV26Y3CAD4DJTMCA5XU64BCABT3NB2CAI4236PCALG1SAACALGU9SQCA8TOFRPCARDJ8Z5CAON7TC7CA2WG9K2CAK2SAPSCAH1RQJBCAD8WAZ3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/SF_zbqN6B2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/4uvGMH4WnjQ/s200/CA8CYKH3CAL6U4SECAAAIWM1CAW0OXT4CAJLKMKFCAEV26Y3CAD4DJTMCA5XU64BCABT3NB2CAI4236PCALG1SAACALGU9SQCA8TOFRPCARDJ8Z5CAON7TC7CA2WG9K2CAK2SAPSCAH1RQJBCAD8WAZ3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215154550032959330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just believe.&lt;br /&gt;Just breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying in my bed,&lt;br /&gt;Another day, staring at the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know what they mean if a person you love just walks out of your life.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is just so meaningless. &lt;br /&gt;its no one's fault.&lt;br /&gt;not his fault.&lt;br /&gt;not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;not god's fault.&lt;br /&gt;no one.&lt;br /&gt;ppl change that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sometimes the only way to find love is to lose it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-5137640328951954780?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5137640328951954780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=5137640328951954780' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-6847519604144099335</id><published>2008-03-31T09:18:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:03:16.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out last sat.&lt;br /&gt;it was raining even b4 bf start his moto. nb.&lt;br /&gt;so we took a few pics. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R_A_NUto--I/AAAAAAAAAKY/KeRi42guwPk/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R_A_NUto--I/AAAAAAAAAKY/KeRi42guwPk/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183712669234428898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R_A_Nkto-_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/QvkXPiZVJ2s/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R_A_Nkto-_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/QvkXPiZVJ2s/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183712673529396210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R_BHOUto_RI/AAAAAAAAAMw/oMeeE-8eAuQ/s1600-h/29032008385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R_BHOUto_RI/AAAAAAAAAMw/oMeeE-8eAuQ/s320/29032008385.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183721482507320594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the rain stopped, bf mati2 nk gi jb. i told him it was gg to be jam but he didnt believe me.&lt;br /&gt;and so we got stuck in the jam for i tink more than an hour. in the sweltering heat as well. tkper2. got to eat singgah selalu straightaway after that. hahah. chicken sak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R_BBEEto_JI/AAAAAAAAALw/rWcN2ktzn20/s1600-h/ss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R_BBEEto_JI/AAAAAAAAALw/rWcN2ktzn20/s320/ss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183714709343894674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den top up minyak and all.&lt;br /&gt;we went to far east.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i wanted to buy this 9.9o shoe that my sis was talkin abt.&lt;br /&gt;ah yer.&lt;br /&gt;9.9o tu betol laa.tapi kedai laen!! walk2 survey2. &lt;br /&gt;after everything went simpang bedok to eat after that.&lt;br /&gt;cb. bf make me laff like hell while i was waiting for my thosai.&lt;br /&gt;cuz he keep making fun of ppl. org nga tido pon die nk comment.&lt;br /&gt;baby cute2 pon bley kena gi 300. mepek seyhh! hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;overall, i had an enjoyable time again wif him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R_BCtkto_KI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ZpNs1kBNYkA/s1600-h/12068962618989CALYUQCI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R_BCtkto_KI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ZpNs1kBNYkA/s320/12068962618989CALYUQCI.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183716521820093602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so later i wan go polyclinic and meet him after that.maybe wanna eat changi village. ooh damn.&lt;br /&gt;just wanna forget bout this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R_BDoEto_OI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7jo77mJoLJ0/s1600-h/120691517148443.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R_BDoEto_OI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7jo77mJoLJ0/s320/120691517148443.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183717526842440930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-6847519604144099335?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/6847519604144099335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-3709151120352645293</id><published>2008-03-18T09:51:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T10:44:47.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R98pej1Ww5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/4i_dtGdaEa4/s1600-h/120567835056876_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R98pej1Ww5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/4i_dtGdaEa4/s200/120567835056876_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178903701491205010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R98mqj1Ww1I/AAAAAAAAAGo/v4W7RxbmDYo/s1600-h/120567835056876_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R98mqj1Ww1I/AAAAAAAAAGo/v4W7RxbmDYo/s200/120567835056876_9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178900609114751826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellooo.&lt;br /&gt;im back.&lt;br /&gt;many2 things happened this past few days.&lt;br /&gt;both good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;but i really enjoyed last weekend wif him.&lt;br /&gt;he tried all ways possible to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;we went to town first time w/o moto!&lt;br /&gt;cool kappe!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;bf was like complaining so the leceh naek mrt and all.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;we went bugis. eat at zam2.&lt;br /&gt;gosh so long never eat there!&lt;br /&gt;so the yumyum oso! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;den shopped.all use his money. hahahh. my wallet kering redy siak. never werk.&lt;br /&gt;eat ice cream here and dere.&lt;br /&gt;went tamp mall. eat haagen daaz again. woo. before that was ceking out the hoodies at puma. skali bf ask me to go out cuz he dun like the puma salesboy eyeing me. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;syg jugak kau pat aku ehh.&lt;br /&gt;at nite we watched rule #1.&lt;br /&gt;ey ppl. im telling u this ah. the show is friggin good. deserves 5 stars from me okehh!&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahh i forgot to say. i pierced my nose.&lt;br /&gt;i know i look like minah redy. pierce nose look more like one.&lt;br /&gt;but bf disagrees. he say its nice.&lt;br /&gt;i say like minah.&lt;br /&gt;he say dun care wad ppl say. as long as its nice. adds bling to my face.haha.siakk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R98ruT1Ww9I/AAAAAAAAAHo/u4axyNKzYu8/s1600-h/120566001342658_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R98ruT1Ww9I/AAAAAAAAAHo/u4axyNKzYu8/s400/120566001342658_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178906171097400274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. happy2 skali yesterday had a fite. kind of small wic became major.&lt;br /&gt;this farking guy go throw my ring wic meant so much to me just like dat. i cried lor.&lt;br /&gt;and that farking guy ask me to break my r'ship wif my bf to be wif him. gth laaa. hu is he siaa to throw my ring away liddat. he even threatened my bf to a fight if my bf still wanted to be wif me. mepek kann. zaman2 mcm gini masei idop kerr. threaten here threaten dere. prangai bdk2 man.still can say wanna bikin my guy's moto. my gawd..so typical.. i just felt sumtink valuable was gone from me when that jerk just threw my ring away like dat...haiz.&lt;br /&gt;thank god everytink is ok btwn me and my bf. im so lucky to haf him. ily. &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R98siz1WxAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/dz4SHQOH0Yc/s1600-h/120566001342658_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R98siz1WxAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/dz4SHQOH0Yc/s320/120566001342658_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178907073040532482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R98siz1WxBI/AAAAAAAAAII/lYVKGAWcFSE/s1600-h/120566001342658-cw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" 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href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2008/03/hellooo.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R98pej1Ww5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/4i_dtGdaEa4/s72-c/120567835056876_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-6114580823231365730</id><published>2008-03-10T17:24:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T18:24:39.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl! long time no blog!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;pemalasnye aku nii.&lt;br /&gt;spend almost everyday wif bf. &lt;33333333&lt;br /&gt;so last fri watched step up 2 wif him at tamp mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UBTj1WwaI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XqUTZXRurFY/s1600-h/stepup2_galleryposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UBTj1WwaI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XqUTZXRurFY/s200/stepup2_galleryposter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176044782280425890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun really like dance movies.&lt;br /&gt;but he wanted to watch it so badly. until it became a fite.&lt;br /&gt;so just watch laa.&lt;br /&gt;considering we cud have bought the dvd at jb. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;the plot is ok la..the dance moves looks normal to me.&lt;br /&gt;i noe my eyes were super tired by then. want to slp liaoooo.&lt;br /&gt;but wth. bf enjoyed the movie so much...hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he made up by paying half for my rebonding and eating the ice cream at haagen daaz!&lt;br /&gt;ooh!&lt;br /&gt;i ordered choc chip cookie dough while his is vanilla caramel sumtink. i wanted to try the beligum choc but it was too chocolaty. hahhah.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh. i just love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UEGD1WwhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Pd2SWM-Dcv4/s1600-h/08032008272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UEGD1WwhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Pd2SWM-Dcv4/s200/08032008272.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176047848887075346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UEWj1WwiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XjHAyiHFzg0/s1600-h/08032008273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UEWj1WwiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XjHAyiHFzg0/s200/08032008273.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176048132354916898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UEpT1WwjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CBJi-LiOHyo/s1600-h/08032008274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UEpT1WwjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CBJi-LiOHyo/s200/08032008274.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176048454477464114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UHMD1WwmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zdbkxdMUkzA/s1600-h/120507428221045CA4H907R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UHMD1WwmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zdbkxdMUkzA/s200/120507428221045CA4H907R.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176051250501173858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UHlT1WwnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/i66OpDAu2kM/s1600-h/120507428221045CASUUO7M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UHlT1WwnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/i66OpDAu2kM/s200/120507428221045CASUUO7M.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176051684292870770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UH3D1WwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/InfH6KnjfQY/s1600-h/120507428221045CAJQ6B5U.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UH3D1WwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/InfH6KnjfQY/s200/120507428221045CAJQ6B5U.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176051989235548802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UIIj1WwpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/LLw2ONox_gA/s1600-h/120507428221045CAP5608M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UIIj1WwpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/LLw2ONox_gA/s200/120507428221045CAP5608M.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176052289883259538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UIXz1WwqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oU9UUSpc1QI/s1600-h/120507428221045CAWR9E3O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UIXz1WwqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oU9UUSpc1QI/s200/120507428221045CAWR9E3O.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176052551876264610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UI4T1WwsI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YYnf4YqgNmw/s1600-h/CAXXH4QYCAJI16PKCA6AZHQXCAFLM0XFCAP4LAW1CAOS31CTCAOTW1OICAIJ4UBLCA95KTFZCANRG1OXCA8G0UI5CAGEVRQ5CAQPBHLZCA5OL2T9CAYB424VCAFTD5AFCAM1R68JCAY137MKCAK0YGDV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UI4T1WwsI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YYnf4YqgNmw/s200/CAXXH4QYCAJI16PKCA6AZHQXCAFLM0XFCAP4LAW1CAOS31CTCAOTW1OICAIJ4UBLCA95KTFZCANRG1OXCA8G0UI5CAGEVRQ5CAQPBHLZCA5OL2T9CAYB424VCAFTD5AFCAM1R68JCAY137MKCAK0YGDV.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176053110222013122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is after rebonding. arrgghh. if u really observe the ends, its not that straight. thanks alot to bf and his moto!!  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UMBT1WwvI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_YnK0vgZBzU/s1600-h/120507428221045CA4BNSXV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UMBT1WwvI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_YnK0vgZBzU/s200/120507428221045CA4BNSXV.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176056563375719154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my old hair!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-6114580823231365730?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/6114580823231365730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=6114580823231365730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/6114580823231365730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/6114580823231365730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-ppl-long-time-no-blog-hahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R9UBTj1WwaI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XqUTZXRurFY/s72-c/stepup2_galleryposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-1827863963085518997</id><published>2008-01-15T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:48:56.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss bf SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;and this song makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;its only been the 2nd day. another 3 more days. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe that you're mine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R4y5WHqr6lI/AAAAAAAAABw/aQsCiCEviIU/s200/1_637938220l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155699463098722898" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-1827863963085518997?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/R4y5WHqr6lI/AAAAAAAAABw/aQsCiCEviIU/s72-c/1_637938220l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-7962869593370301237</id><published>2007-10-21T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T00:41:26.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, i watched mr woodcock!&lt;br /&gt;hah!&lt;br /&gt;the show's ok la.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to watch it so much because Billy Bob Thorton stars in it like he did in school for scoundrels.  &lt;i&gt;lie, lie and lie some more.&lt;/i&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and while at the cathay, terserempak azizah.&lt;br /&gt;oooh! speaking of her,werk today was the best.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno y. but it was so lepak eventhough its a saturday.&lt;br /&gt;even got the time do some shopping to stock up my makeup.hahah! yay! pay is in.&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to everyone in ph for making me forget him.&lt;br /&gt;you guys made my day. especially shida.&lt;br /&gt;and shida bar came back! woo. &lt;br /&gt;but it will be the last day for zul.awww. no more crap in the restaurant anymore.lol.&lt;br /&gt;maybe tml might be gg jb to buy dvds! i wanna watch enchanted and good luck chuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/RxouenBrSAI/AAAAAAAAABo/tngZLTxliwI/s1600-h/ph2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/RxouenBrSAI/AAAAAAAAABo/tngZLTxliwI/s200/ph2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123458629494327298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elly and I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-7962869593370301237?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/7962869593370301237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-5375952114772255831</id><published>2007-10-18T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T03:22:07.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i broke up wif him.&lt;br /&gt;i cant do anything now.&lt;br /&gt;cried so much.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt in the best of mood today.&lt;br /&gt;practically the whole restaurant knew i broke up.&lt;br /&gt;while i was at the host stand thinking bout the times we had together, i just broke down in front of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss everything abt him.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss his voice, his hugs &amp; kisses and the way he sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It feels so different being here &lt;br /&gt;I was so used to being next to you &lt;br /&gt;Life for me is not the same &lt;br /&gt;There's no one to turn to &lt;br /&gt;Don't know why I let it go too far &lt;br /&gt;Starting over it's so hard &lt;br /&gt;Seems like everywhere I try to go &lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a wakeup call &lt;br /&gt;Wishing that I never let you fall &lt;br /&gt;Baby you are not to blame at all &lt;br /&gt;Remember when I pushed you away &lt;br /&gt;Maybe if you knew I cared &lt;br /&gt;You would never went nowhere &lt;br /&gt;Boy, I should have been right there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy,I'm losing my mind &lt;br /&gt;Yes I made a mistake &lt;br /&gt;I thought that you would be mine &lt;br /&gt;Guess the joke was on me &lt;br /&gt;I miss you so bad I can't sleep &lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew where you could be &lt;br /&gt;Another girl is replacing me &lt;br /&gt;God this cant be happening &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant get over you muhammad rizwan bin kamaluddin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-5375952114772255831?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-56130230203787793</id><published>2007-10-16T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:08:20.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hieeeee.&lt;br /&gt;just got back.&lt;br /&gt;had my dinner wif elly and her pham.&lt;br /&gt;her baby sis is just so kiuutt.&lt;br /&gt;had our dinner at west coast wic brought back memories. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. werk today was good!&lt;br /&gt;i mean not that good but at least its better than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;cuz murni was werking in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;so the restaurant wasnt so quiet. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;i just love her. she's so straight edge.&lt;br /&gt;and its like the same old routine everyday. getting disturbed by guys. this time i ran into the restaurant and complained to poy.so he asked wan to replace me. and next thing, the guys were gone! bravo..! 3 cheers for wan!&lt;br /&gt;and yeah!! tml im werkin nite! like finally. &lt;br /&gt;now im being labelled as the racoon girl cuz of my eyes. what's nexT?&lt;br /&gt;and am i imagining it or are fake eyelashies becoming a rad attack at work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the thought of all the stupid things i've said.&lt;br /&gt;the thought of all the stupid things i've done.&lt;br /&gt;i never meant to cause u trouble.&lt;br /&gt;and if i ever did, i never meant to do you any harm.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-56130230203787793?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/56130230203787793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=56130230203787793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/56130230203787793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/56130230203787793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2007/10/hieeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-9039414908412282841</id><published>2007-10-15T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T21:27:39.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess wad.&lt;br /&gt;was late for work today.&lt;br /&gt;didnt wake up till poy called my hp.&lt;br /&gt;thank god he was in a good mood when i told him i was gg to work late. nyahah.&lt;br /&gt;when i reached werkplace got disturbed by the damn CD guys again. why must they even be at the back alley?? gah. just pretended i was listening to songs.i mean they practically followed me until the door which i closed in their faces. kuakua.&lt;br /&gt;neway. werk was chaotic as usual. reached during lunchtime and everyone was running here and there.&lt;br /&gt;took care of host. and met mek.&lt;br /&gt;he look nice with braces. serius.so the kena.&lt;br /&gt;then azhar and gang came along. i tot one big group came to eat at the restaurant..but no. they came just to ask how im doing.&lt;br /&gt;im touched i still have frens like this. haha.&lt;br /&gt;work was boring as usual except that there were so many trainees today.&lt;br /&gt;and tml will be another boring day for me.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i just cant wait for pay this fri. i wanna stock up on make up!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i miss bf. i feel like calling him but sumtimes its better for me to keep quiet than make things worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be a total bitch.breaking guys hearts and not treating each relationship seriusly. im sorry to all the guys who wanted a serius r'ship with me.at that time love did not mean a thing to me.&lt;br /&gt;and now karma has me in the game.&lt;br /&gt;its as if im the victim here.suddenly, i get all the symptoms of a girl with a broken heart. i cry easily.i dunno what's so speacial abt him that i changed so much.it's like i find it hard to let go of him and i want to spend so much time with him. sumhow,he just stole my heart.haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-9039414908412282841?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/9039414908412282841/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;How can you forget someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever u miss them, and sort of want em back,always remember the hurt they gave u.. it may make you a cold hearted hearted person (I am) but at least u feel stronger and empowered to control your own life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may not sound ez. but here's the story.&lt;br /&gt;My love for him was really hard to get over and it still is.it's as though my life seemed to rotate around our relationship.I lived and breathed for him. Love often makes us blind to the reality of the world around us.That's why when love fails, it often makes us think there is no moving on. However,i need to give myself TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by that,i haf a long week ahead of me tml. work, work, work. gahhhhh. sumtink to pay back for last week of non-werking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-717581223930415674?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/717581223930415674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=717581223930415674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/717581223930415674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/717581223930415674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-can-you-forget-someone-whenever-u.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-7408984401286647838</id><published>2007-06-30T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T05:56:35.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. &lt;br /&gt;since i got back to using the laptop,i got to find out many stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;1,2,3- im counting..slowly counting.&lt;br /&gt;i'm being very patient here..&lt;br /&gt;and sum ppl just dun appreciate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Relationship is Still Building Strength&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howstrongisyourrelationshipwithyourguyquiz/strong-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're relationship is fairly strong, but you're still working on making things solid.&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you're both treating each other with kindness and respect, even when things aren't going well.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howstrongisyourrelationshipwithyourguyquiz/"&gt;How Strong Is Your Relationship With Your Guy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-7408984401286647838?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/7408984401286647838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=7408984401286647838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/7408984401286647838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/7408984401286647838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2007/06/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-7989820562934942653</id><published>2007-06-23T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T01:16:08.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i enjoy ikea wif bf.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy fishing wif bf.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy jb trips with bf.&lt;br /&gt;in fact i enjoy everything with him.&lt;br /&gt;but i just hate it when we get into one of those tiny fights.&lt;br /&gt;tiny which soon becomes big...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-7989820562934942653?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/7989820562934942653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=7989820562934942653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/7989820562934942653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/7989820562934942653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-enjoy-ikea-wif-bf.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-2135119005927983152</id><published>2007-05-13T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T00:15:34.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry din update for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had an accident wif bf.&lt;br /&gt;the pain is so unberable.&lt;br /&gt;im glad we have each other to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;this traumatic incident really made me realise i will never ever let him go.&lt;br /&gt;at times i may be angry at him.&lt;br /&gt;but hey so what.&lt;br /&gt;we still went thru the thick and thin together.&lt;br /&gt;we have fun together, cry together.&lt;br /&gt;almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;it'll just be stupid to lose this relationship cuz of my ridiculous attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will always love you wan &lt;s&gt;attitude&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;attitude and revenge always. MUAH. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-2135119005927983152?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/2135119005927983152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=2135119005927983152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/2135119005927983152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/2135119005927983152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2007/05/sorry-din-update-for-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-3659932755627442186</id><published>2007-03-28T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T00:37:18.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a long time since i updated!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;gonna become one of those lazy faggots already..&lt;br /&gt;anyway..im with wan now.&lt;br /&gt;dotttt!&lt;br /&gt;he's my long lost enemy.&lt;br /&gt;we used to fight like hell last time and now we're &lt;a href="mailto:together!@#%"&gt;together!@#%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;&lt;br /&gt;dun ask me how.&lt;br /&gt;wad a MIRA-cle.&lt;br /&gt;he just appeared like that.&lt;br /&gt;and TA-DAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;aisyah couldnt believe it.&lt;br /&gt;in fact everyone couldnt believe it cuz me and him were like the stoneheads of this century.&lt;br /&gt;and today's our ferst month.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. went thru a lot with him.&lt;br /&gt;sad, betrayal and angst at ferst.&lt;br /&gt;but sweet in the end.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhaahahahaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/RglFW9Y6fXI/AAAAAAAAABM/s1paapJ1PPI/s1600-h/604159979l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046641118183849330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/RglFW9Y6fXI/AAAAAAAAABM/s1paapJ1PPI/s200/604159979l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lasty, i love her to bits! she's my honey star too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/RglFONY6fVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wo61J3PIjqk/s1600-h/shak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046640967859993938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/RglFONY6fVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wo61J3PIjqk/s200/shak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-3659932755627442186?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/3659932755627442186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=3659932755627442186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/3659932755627442186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/3659932755627442186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-been-long-time-since-i-updated-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/RglFW9Y6fXI/AAAAAAAAABM/s1paapJ1PPI/s72-c/604159979l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-4064513535970537059</id><published>2007-02-16T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T02:50:03.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghost rider'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back! so coldd in here.&lt;br /&gt;went out to catch a movie wif azzy and his frens, nana and man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a last min plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i couldnt get to go jb wif azzy on valentine's day, i met him todae instead.we watched ghost rider at the 9:40 slot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saket sia leher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they noe i noe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, the movie is ok la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok as in ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not that good. not that bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still it cant beat the illusionist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that movie is just intelligent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahah. wth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the movie ended ard 12, we wanted to have dinner, or so called supper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most of the shops in jp was closed so we decided to go to wez coast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;otw there..man's bike began to bwat hal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i knew sumtink was wrong wif his suspension.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiyo. whateva it was we managed to reach our destination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the food is so yum-yum. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached home ard 2:15 am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;azzy wanted me to keep the helmet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;helmet 'redbull' plak tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;huahua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was quite happy wif azzy todae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he wasnt so pressured wif me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if not we always fite sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dunno. maybe its me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i do haf a problem wif guys. tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway..just wanna say..the ghost rider look exactly like chucky faggots sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wakakkakkkk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ketawer p0n sameR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/RdSqiV0r1oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nlWesB69Pco/s1600-h/735970713l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031834190630082178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/4064513535970537059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/4064513535970537059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-came-back-so-coldd-in-here.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/RdSqiV0r1oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nlWesB69Pco/s72-c/735970713l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-7184325586400042643</id><published>2007-02-13T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:46:56.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abigail chay and watermelons'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>updates!!&lt;br /&gt;ok my life is very chaotic rite now.&lt;br /&gt;and im glad im getting support from many ppl.&lt;br /&gt;i failed my 0's wif 27 points.&lt;br /&gt;now im heading off to ite simei.&lt;br /&gt;in&lt;u&gt; nursing&lt;/u&gt;. *gulps*&lt;br /&gt;i noe its not a wise choice but..im still considering sitting for private O's.&lt;br /&gt;so what shud i do????&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is. yest liana and i went to simei to apply for nitec nursing.&lt;br /&gt;and gosh the environment there is _________.&lt;br /&gt;and to think i havent even stepped into that skul..im being disturbed by the guys there.&lt;br /&gt;how can i survive?&lt;br /&gt;scary lehh.&lt;br /&gt;my 2nd choice is biochemical.&lt;br /&gt;sounds intelligent but its not. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;and furthermore journey to the east means waking up early!&lt;br /&gt;skul starts at 8 and ends at 6. HOW!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so ppl...shud i retake O privately or just continue my journey in ite???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : abigail chay talked to liana and me at pizza hut yest and even offered us food and drinks. lol. so weird! plus a watermelon rolled on the floor of the mrt cabin yesterday too. so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/RcMZ03MIcMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iGItmFukXEA/s1600-h/thP1130055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026890005034332354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/RcMZ03MIcMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iGItmFukXEA/s320/thP1130055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-7184325586400042643?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/7184325586400042643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=7184325586400042643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/7184325586400042643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/7184325586400042643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-officially-over.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-OsqG11Zw2Q/RcMZ03MIcMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iGItmFukXEA/s72-c/thP1130055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-116555353448920083</id><published>2006-12-08T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T13:35:18.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;i love kamal and only kamal.&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though we fight almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;even if the word break is often said.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to lose him.&lt;br /&gt;he may tink im playing with his feelings and all.&lt;br /&gt;but deep down i feel more than what he feels for me. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so much more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i have changed my ways.. but its not fair if he doesnt change too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;its really not fair.&lt;br /&gt;its me who always have to shed tears every night.&lt;br /&gt;and i dun even tink he cares abt me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;noe why?&lt;br /&gt;bcuz he hates me.&lt;br /&gt;cant blame him for dat.&lt;br /&gt;i will accept if he leaves me just like dat.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i noe its my fault.&lt;br /&gt;even if i go out wif other guys. at the end of the day, it is still him that i tink of and luv.&lt;br /&gt;he just doesnt know that.&lt;br /&gt;gawd i hate sad entries.&lt;br /&gt;but this is really how im feelin right now.&lt;br /&gt;and anyway, im locked out of my own room.&lt;br /&gt;i need a locksmith. Urgently!&lt;br /&gt;sick and tired of sleeping on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thinking of days, thinking of ways, thinking of things, to you ,that I should say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanna be with you and that's the only way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;A tear for everything that I did wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever and today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/35/508/1600/624774/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/35/508/320/389020/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-116555353448920083?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/116555353448920083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=116555353448920083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116555353448920083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116555353448920083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-love-kamal-and-only-kamal.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-116502856692564843</id><published>2006-12-02T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T13:39:21.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im getting lazier and lazier to update!&lt;br /&gt;my apologies.&lt;br /&gt;many things happy over the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;lazy to storytelling ah.&lt;br /&gt;but red camp was uber fun!&lt;br /&gt;met many ppl dere.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go for the 2nd day oso. but aisyah didnt want to.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to see the nursing course uh.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and guess wad.&lt;br /&gt;i got to be a dj jap.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;maloo siol.&lt;br /&gt;my group get to survey the mass comm building.&lt;br /&gt;and blablabla. the course seems cool la.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was asked to read this passage. and i was on air.&lt;br /&gt;its so damn paisey la.&lt;br /&gt;like reading english oral liddat.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;in front of everyone k.&lt;br /&gt;PAISEYY laaaa.&lt;br /&gt;but fun. haha. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;went to the early childhood course after that.&lt;br /&gt;got to see puppet show.&lt;br /&gt;then learn to draw panda.&lt;br /&gt;cute ok!&lt;br /&gt;had a fun day. very fun.&lt;br /&gt;slept at aisyah's house for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;fun too. huuhuu.&lt;br /&gt;skali at cck met dilly.&lt;br /&gt;wah best.&lt;br /&gt;his sarcasm still improving as ever. haha.&lt;br /&gt;k laa. dere's so much more i wanna say out dere.. but im lazy to type!!&lt;br /&gt;so end here. k bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to the stupid tagger:&lt;/strong&gt; HAVE FUN TAGGING AKU PEY BOARD. AKU SUKERR SKALI. u noe wad. U're making urself look stupid in front of everybody. joke of the century ah!&lt;br /&gt;eveyrone gelak!&lt;br /&gt;keep talking and someday you'll say something intelligent! try hard taw!!&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know what makes you so stupid, but it really works! wooh!&lt;br /&gt;im quite busy now. but i guess i can ignore you some other time ok sweety?&lt;br /&gt;so sit down and give ur mind a rest . :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/35/508/1600/479748/akunaq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/35/508/200/103265/akunaq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/35/508/1600/451515/naq19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/35/508/200/201122/naq19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/35/508/1600/368256/naq26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/35/508/200/419102/naq26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/35/508/1600/647886/naq2copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/35/508/200/257255/naq2copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-116502856692564843?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/116502856692564843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=116502856692564843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116502856692564843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116502856692564843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-getting-lazier-and-lazier-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-116470212936364320</id><published>2006-11-28T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T13:42:27.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some facts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men forget everthing; &lt;strong&gt;women remember everything&lt;/strong&gt;. That's why men need instant replays in sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women really do want to &lt;strong&gt;be on time&lt;/strong&gt;. It's just that everything starts so darned early. (&lt;em&gt;how true&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a conversation btwn yan and me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;personal muffin----yAn---- says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;personal muffin----yAn---- says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we could slack again someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;personal muffin----yAn---- says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe when ur single or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- • Mira.M i love my kamal says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- • Mira.M i love my kamal says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;personal muffin----yAn---- says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;personal muffin----yAn---- says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah dollface..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im happy that our frenship did not turn sour like last time.&lt;br /&gt;its sad that i tot of him as the most egoistic guy in the world when i shud have learnt more abt him.&lt;br /&gt;it was childish of me to give him the silent treatment too. haha.&lt;br /&gt;so hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of hilarious. i fell off the chair while taking this picture.&lt;br /&gt;no kiddings.&lt;br /&gt;i got pushed sideways. and the way i fell was slow motion! thank gawd again, there wasnt a camera following me ard. khaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/17112006385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/17112006385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, im trying to edit bf's profile but i have no inspiration! really!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-116470212936364320?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/116470212936364320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=116470212936364320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116470212936364320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116470212936364320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-facts-men-forget-everthing-women.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-116455614936863796</id><published>2006-11-26T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:49:09.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>accompanied shak to do her hair today. she wanted extensions too after seeing mine.&lt;br /&gt;ahah. extensions are teh sex now. huuhurr.&lt;br /&gt;and yayness. i bought myself a bohemian tube dress that i wanted for a looong long time.&lt;br /&gt;got myself a  long white sleeve knitted blouse too.&lt;br /&gt;need to do some more shopping.&lt;br /&gt;have to stock up on my make-up too.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, meeting yan yest was absolute fun.&lt;br /&gt;just the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;no radz, no fir. the 3 abduls.&lt;br /&gt;but have to say sumtink that i liked bout him since last time.&lt;br /&gt;his hair is fecking rad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33 his style too.&lt;br /&gt;but. i wont let my feelings for him come back again.&lt;br /&gt;had a kecoh time meeting him.&lt;br /&gt;ran all the way to bb mrt wif aisyah and her sis.&lt;br /&gt;lucky there was no camera following us.&lt;br /&gt;then wanna meet him oni..saw bf.&lt;br /&gt;DOTS!&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna elaborate further.&lt;br /&gt;but basically the day out wif yan yesterday was worthwhile and fun..&lt;br /&gt;not so heartbreaking like last time. &lt;em&gt;lawl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-116455614936863796?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/116455614936863796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=116455614936863796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116455614936863796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116455614936863796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/11/accompanied-shak-to-do-her-hair-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-116378617388808775</id><published>2006-11-18T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T02:14:24.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A lot happened this past few days.&lt;br /&gt;things have been rocky btwn me and him.&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day i still love him.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, just got back from al-ameen wif kodel.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;it was fun practically.&lt;br /&gt;supposedly to meet kodel at 8. but i arrived at 8:30. wth.&lt;br /&gt;skali he say he arrived on his bike redi.&lt;br /&gt;i like confused taxi stand at where.&lt;br /&gt;after like eternity he finally found me and took me riding at his neighbourhood. hahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;miss the feeling of the wind blowing sia when u're on the road.&lt;br /&gt;sat under blk. tok2. waited for his fren to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;den his fren took car instead drove all of us to al-ameen to eat.&lt;br /&gt;best sia. 19 da bley drive kreta. jeles.&lt;br /&gt;reach oni, ordered pizza murtabak! haha! yumyum.&lt;br /&gt;semue die blanja ah seyy.&lt;br /&gt;funny la his frens all.&lt;br /&gt;there's this gerl named fiza too.&lt;br /&gt;she's nice too. cute. haha!&lt;br /&gt;and after everything. they send me home. haha. best sia driving gini.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna car pool again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/th20_fwenster.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/th20_fwenster.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: I miss his warmth.  I miss his smell. I miss everything abt him but he just doesnt know it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-116378617388808775?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/116378617388808775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=116378617388808775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116378617388808775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116378617388808775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/11/lot-happened-this-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-116313694111285830</id><published>2006-11-10T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T13:35:41.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/kambing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/kambing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love KAMAL BIN ZULKIFLI! LOTSSSSsss.&lt;br /&gt;i've never loved anyone so dearly and i appreciate him for feeling the same way back..&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my cuzzies, mimie and chup too for being there if he does anything bad. hahaha! lol!&lt;br /&gt;andd...yea! wish me luck for maths later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-116313694111285830?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/116313694111285830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=116313694111285830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116313694111285830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116313694111285830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-love-kamal-bin-zulkifli-lotsssssss.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-116272916102769915</id><published>2006-11-05T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T20:19:21.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>updates!&lt;br /&gt;so bz.&lt;br /&gt;went vivo last week celebrate ben's berdae.&lt;br /&gt;ate at pastamania. haha.&lt;br /&gt;played xbox a while at best denki. kakakaka. :x&lt;br /&gt;i keep losing siaa. so unfair!&lt;br /&gt;went rooftop. met boya and frens. khaidamnit was there too.&lt;br /&gt;haha. the rooftop is uber cool man.&lt;br /&gt;a gazillion tymes better than esplanade's rooftop.&lt;br /&gt;there's like a pool on top? i dunno uh if can swim but then can go in.&lt;br /&gt;and there's a ampitheater too. the place where i almost fell down and died.&lt;br /&gt;ahh. so paisey.&lt;br /&gt;ben can still laff.&lt;br /&gt;i was so traumatized after that.&lt;br /&gt;i screamed when i tripped and all the hxc kids looked. its very paisey.&lt;br /&gt;pinch his bloody nips for laffing.&lt;br /&gt;there were so many hxc kids there. i tink they wanna conquer the place just like esp. tah la eh.&lt;br /&gt;went home ard 11.&lt;br /&gt;decided to go home wif boya and the rest.&lt;br /&gt;den we decide pey decide at last alek naek mrt.&lt;br /&gt;met wani in the train.&lt;br /&gt;so walked home wif her.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;she's so lucky to be werking at topshop. argh. im jeles. jeles. jeles. jeles.&lt;br /&gt;man! i cant msg mus now cuz my fone's wif my fren. we exchanged fone u see cuz my fone low batt that time. i was desperate giler. and now im missing my fone so bad!&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll be taking it back tml or sumtink.&lt;br /&gt;i cant even msg my kambing! argh!&lt;br /&gt;i miss my kambing lots lot!&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. wish me luck for tml's papers.&lt;br /&gt;k bye! love love, mira manggis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-116272916102769915?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/116272916102769915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=116272916102769915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116272916102769915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116272916102769915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/11/updates-so-bz.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-116128069808724286</id><published>2006-10-20T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:03:48.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/Pa050078%20copy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/Pa050078%20copy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had sci practical today. okay lahs. not so kancheong spider during prelim.&lt;br /&gt;but i screwed up on naming the salt. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;then, had to be quarantined in music room for like dunno how many infinite hours.&lt;br /&gt;bored siaaa.&lt;br /&gt;after that went jrg east.&lt;br /&gt;guess who i saw. NEZZY! nezzy wazzy!&lt;br /&gt;at ferst dunno its him. just walk past ah. skali in the train..he called me. i was like. rabak tk nk tegor. then he ask me to look to my left. i was practically searching the whole cabin. and he just stood there right in front. gosh it was so paisey. cuz i was shouting on the fone at him..when he was just THERE.&lt;br /&gt;luckily no one i knew was in the train. :) rushed back to skewl for grad nite.&lt;br /&gt;crap siaa.&lt;br /&gt;so effin boring.&lt;br /&gt;a funeral is more entertaining sia. no offence but..i could have died in the hall just now just listening to the infinite speeches and the numerous awards being given away.&lt;br /&gt;i've finally received my cert of graduation from this shithole skul. woo.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner after dat.&lt;br /&gt;sumone totally unexpected surprised me.&lt;br /&gt;its totally unexpected cuz i've been in the same skul wif him for 4 friggin years and on graduation nite he finally mustered his courage to ask for my no.?!&lt;br /&gt;gosh. i was too shocked for words.&lt;br /&gt;i felt moody and no mood to take pics. maybe cuz of all the bloody speeches and the hall was so hot. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NON-air con mind you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; furthermore i was sitting in the middle. I was craving for rojak.&lt;br /&gt;Left skul at 10.&lt;br /&gt;Went to 399 wif the rest and ate rojak. Laff like drunkards on the way out. I tink drunkards oso are more sane than us.&lt;br /&gt;till here. wanna slp.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss 4-1!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-116128069808724286?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/116128069808724286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=116128069808724286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116128069808724286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116128069808724286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/10/had-sci-practical-today_20.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-116099022346091030</id><published>2006-10-16T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T20:29:55.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;True Story.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its pretty complicated so yeahs..here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did something terrible to me.&lt;br /&gt;But i still like him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Sumhow, he doesnt appreciate my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;He hurt me a lot and likes to break my heart but at other times he can be loving.&lt;br /&gt;I am confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there’s &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;B.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;B&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; likes me.&lt;br /&gt;I used to like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;B&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;B&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wants to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;I still dont know what i shud do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that’s the story. short summary jer ah. I know u’re all asking me to go with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;B.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;B&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; happens to be Ben.&lt;br /&gt;Ben? Yeaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk. change topic.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what izzit these days with kids below my age adding me up at frenster.&lt;br /&gt;If they’re 14 years old, im still okay with it&lt;br /&gt;But primary skul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My..when i was in primary skul..all i knew was msn. Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;The digital world. Tsk2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;arghh. gg to aisyah's blog is like bringing back memories of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cuz of her blog song. he meant all those words of the song to me. its sad okayy. geez. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yeahh. here's the silverstein 'wings' shirt he bought for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nice rite. say nice..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ahh. that's better. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/silversteinshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/silversteinshirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;k bye ppl. and die craps!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You sit there in your heartache &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting on some beautiful boy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;To save you from your old ways&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-116099022346091030?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/116099022346091030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=116099022346091030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116099022346091030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116099022346091030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/10/true-story.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-116084424348922321</id><published>2006-10-15T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T00:44:03.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I wanna make you mine, all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Thats no lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-i really hope so.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;will you ever become my real prince? i havent been hurt this much since after dilly. stop making me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-116084424348922321?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/116084424348922321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=116084424348922321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116084424348922321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116084424348922321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-wanna-make-you-mine-all-time-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-116075688188177943</id><published>2006-10-14T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:46:07.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went studying wif azrul today at national lib.&lt;br /&gt;ferstly met pay C. met him so late. if not supposed to go his fren house.&lt;br /&gt;he top up my card ferst.&lt;br /&gt;after that accompanied him to skul to hand up his art work.&lt;br /&gt;den took so long.&lt;br /&gt;my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;i almost wanted to go into the shithole skul and search for him. but since it was a shithole place, i wouldnt want to enter it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;den it was so late redi.&lt;br /&gt;cuz supposed to meet azrul at 5.&lt;br /&gt;so couldnt go pay C's fren house. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;was late. kaka.&lt;br /&gt;reach lib at 6.&lt;br /&gt;did our werk until 7.&lt;br /&gt;i managed to finish my chem w/s. woo.&lt;br /&gt;next thing i knew, he ask me if i wanted to buke at arab street.&lt;br /&gt;i said anything ah.&lt;br /&gt;then the traffic lite at the lib so damn farking long. feeling magnito jap. wanting to repel all the cars away so i could just walk through. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;at last, we walked pass fish and co.&lt;br /&gt;he treat me there instead.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;we ate outside as inside the ppl all so werking class ppl.&lt;br /&gt;we didnt study after that anyway.&lt;br /&gt;walked to boat quay and sat there. talk and talk. reflect.&lt;br /&gt;man i missed boat quay so much.&lt;br /&gt;skali spoil the mood this group of mat sat beside us. like shit.&lt;br /&gt;azrul and i got up and left.&lt;br /&gt;practically they were arguing about a scratched helmet. for goodness sakes.&lt;br /&gt;i bet their bike is just a wave bike.&lt;br /&gt;helmet kena calar je da bising.&lt;br /&gt;and now tml. im so confused.&lt;br /&gt;ben asked me out.&lt;br /&gt;azrul oso wan go out.&lt;br /&gt;pay C oso wan me to go jon's house.&lt;br /&gt;khairul and geng wants me to go geylang.&lt;br /&gt;everyone wants me to be there.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so napoleon dynamite.&lt;br /&gt;pls vote for pedro instead ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-116075688188177943?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/116075688188177943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=116075688188177943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116075688188177943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116075688188177943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/10/went-studying-wif-azrul-today-at.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-116059316819703235</id><published>2006-10-12T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T03:01:41.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;do you really tink i enjoy looking at ur fcuking face every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;its bad enough that u spread untrue rumours about me.. you wank-brained shithead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;just get out of my life and i'll get out of yours..stupid bitchh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/Pa050116_Edited.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/Pa050116_Edited.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's just stop,drop everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;forget each other's names,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And just walk away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Turn around and head in different directions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like we never, it's like we never knew each other at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We said what we feel, then we stop ourselves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And just walk away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Never looking back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Loving every second of it,we just walk away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is probably the best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;not to mention the worst idea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;that I have ever had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ignoring what we've felt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Overlooking what we've done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;No awkward silences, no hiding any truths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All egos aside, what do you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-116059316819703235?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/116059316819703235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=116059316819703235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116059316819703235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116059316819703235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/10/do-you-really-tink-i-enjoy-looking-at.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-116048176183756723</id><published>2006-10-10T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T22:59:00.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was late for skul today. if i knew half the class didnt come, i would not have bothered to go to skul either. waste my time only!!! stupid fcuk.&lt;br /&gt;but at least learnt sumtink during poa. finally, a topic wic i cud understand better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah good news. my cat at jb gave birth to dunnow how many infinite kittens. k bedek. but i lost count of them redi.&lt;br /&gt;say cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/kitties.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/kitties.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. pics of me when i was small. like the picture above rite. hahaa. siak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/mesmall10.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/mesmall10.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/mesmall.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/mesmall.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is not me. laen sio muke then and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/Pa050076_1white%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/Pa050076_1white%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here. still have to revise for ss mock exam tml. haiz. tk fav siaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-116048176183756723?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/116048176183756723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=116048176183756723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116048176183756723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116048176183756723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/10/was-late-for-skul-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-116040558814071335</id><published>2006-10-09T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T22:53:08.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/Pa050112%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/320/Pa050112%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out wif ben yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;said he wanted to buy his pants.&lt;br /&gt;i was 1 hour 15 min late.&lt;br /&gt;record!&lt;br /&gt;den he bought for me a black band tee. haha.&lt;br /&gt;free siaa.&lt;br /&gt;silverstein discovering the waterfront design. nice sio.&lt;br /&gt;saw toyol there. my gawd. he spotted me from far but i lazy tegor.&lt;br /&gt;after that went geylang.&lt;br /&gt;kaka. no place to sit.&lt;br /&gt;so eat on top of blk. lol. eh at least better than sitting under the coconut trees rite. (seriusly, there were ppl sitting under the trees to buke puase)&lt;br /&gt;after that went his area.&lt;br /&gt;meet all his fren.&lt;br /&gt;all funny seh.&lt;br /&gt;managed to watch soul plane too at min's house.&lt;br /&gt;after that realized it was gg to midnight.&lt;br /&gt;so ben paid for my cab fare back home..telling the cab driver to take good care of me.&lt;br /&gt;haha. xiallah. the cab driver speed so fast.&lt;br /&gt;rupernyer he live near my blk.. -.- saying he wants to go home fast too.&lt;br /&gt;discount 1 dollar summore ah.&lt;br /&gt;pey baek.&lt;br /&gt;so tired!&lt;br /&gt;still have to go to skul today.&lt;br /&gt;like shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-116040558814071335?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/116040558814071335/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-116021501905171354</id><published>2006-10-07T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T17:56:59.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My minds unweaving&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its best you leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;A weight is lifted&lt;br /&gt;On this evening&lt;br /&gt;I give the final blow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When darkness turns to light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now Im on my own side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its better than being on your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its my fault when youre blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its better that I see it through your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All these thoughts locked inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now youre the first to know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-116021501905171354?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/116021501905171354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=116021501905171354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116021501905171354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/116021501905171354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-minds-unweaving-maybe-its-best-you.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-116014666410963116</id><published>2006-10-06T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T22:57:44.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so many stuffs happened these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;and i really mean many.&lt;br /&gt;met him today to get my earpiece back. yes. that muthafuckin playboi. hahah. gawd. the way that nizam said it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;next tink when i met his bro, his bro was like telling me that nizam told him i was with him.&lt;br /&gt;err yeah.&lt;br /&gt;after pay chin sent me to the bus stop from his fren house, i had to take a kap chye bus. full of ppl. sucks okayy.&lt;br /&gt;and the bus driver started a conversation wif me.&lt;br /&gt;in front of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;it was crowded u see.&lt;br /&gt;so i had to stand near the door. like sardine like that.&lt;br /&gt;then he look at me. he say. wah. pierce ur lip ah. not pain ah?&lt;br /&gt;i shook my head.&lt;br /&gt;then he say. wah blue eyes. lu bnyk cantek ahh.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;its very paisey.&lt;br /&gt;and yeaa. ct bought me a striped blouse. said it was my advanced berfdae prezzie.&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;why dun everyone just give me a present everyday and say its for my advanced berfdae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-116014666410963116?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/116014666410963116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=116014666410963116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;anyways, bought the beg that i wanted at beach rd..&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;To elmo: sorry had to cancel out last minute.&lt;br /&gt;To khai: sorry for always not being able to talk when u call me outside.&lt;br /&gt;arghh.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bad. its like as if im using him.&lt;br /&gt;nooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;how can i finish my prepaid in 3 days?&lt;br /&gt;he's gonna tink i did it on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;god knows what a great fren u are khai, thank you so much for helping me top up my prepaid all these while.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;i tink my life's gonna be in for a big rollercoaster ride again.&lt;br /&gt;now nizam's bro likes me.&lt;br /&gt;and what shud i do wif achik man?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115997825139926079?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115986508311361541</id><published>2006-10-03T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T16:44:43.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/th_a7_fwenster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/320/th_a7_fwenster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now he's saying im lying and cheating him? WTH.&lt;br /&gt;all i asked for was 2 months. just 2 months. and he's like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all I had was the memory of what was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so let's pretend it never mattered to us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope this message finds you well&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never thought I'd live to tell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115986508311361541?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115986508311361541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115986508311361541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115986508311361541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115986508311361541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/10/now-hes-saying-im-lying-and-cheating.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115979235604493009</id><published>2006-10-02T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:32:36.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo! finally got my lip pierced. thanks to chin pay gan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he made it happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it didnt hurt when he put the needle in. but when he left it there hanging..i could feel the heat redi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall, it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks again paychin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u the man! woo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115979235604493009?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115979235604493009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115979235604493009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115979235604493009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115979235604493009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/10/woohoo-finally-got-my-lip-pierced.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115970399787543574</id><published>2006-10-01T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T19:59:57.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahah.&lt;br /&gt;just so excited for tml.&lt;br /&gt;paychin shud noe why.&lt;br /&gt;huuhuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thanks to the kind soul who top up for me. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115970399787543574?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115970399787543574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115970399787543574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115970399787543574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115970399787543574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/10/ahah.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115960409183981108</id><published>2006-09-30T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T16:14:51.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didnt go out today AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;I know2. many ppl’s asking me what the hell’s wrong with me on msn.&lt;br /&gt;Yerla. If i go out oso. U ppl say i muke poster.&lt;br /&gt;When i never go out. U ppl say im not rite in the mind.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt go out cuz im broke. And when im broke, i cant top up ezlink. And when my ezlink no money, i got no mood to go out. When i no mood, i feel lazy. When im lazy. I will be hungry. And when im hungry, i will eat. But i cant eat this time round cuz im fasting.&lt;br /&gt;So there! I didnt go out today cuz im broke, my ezlink no money, and im lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my 3 deadly sins.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned to revise the whole day today. But got hooked on reading.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine. Me. Reading. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Currently reading this:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/devil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/320/devil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its a fcukingly hilarious book.&lt;br /&gt;Witty too.&lt;br /&gt;A plus if you’re a fashion whore. &lt;em&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Go read it.&lt;br /&gt;Havent seen the movie yet though.&lt;br /&gt;But just read for the hell of it and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And i guess i can revise tomorrow or sumtink. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&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/7883866-115960409183981108?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115960409183981108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115960409183981108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115960409183981108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115960409183981108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/didnt-go-out-today-again.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115953095538337894</id><published>2006-09-29T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T19:55:55.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Maybe tonight we'll get back together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;If this isn't love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;this is the closest I've ever been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Do you think we have a chance tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We all make mistakes sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We all fail but we stand tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Look past, learn, and move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We're all here, you're not the only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115953095538337894?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115953095538337894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115953095538337894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115953095538337894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115953095538337894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/maybe-tonight-well-get-back-togetherif.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115942918953597917</id><published>2006-09-28T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T15:39:49.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Late for skul today. Arrived at 8:15. so didnt attend assembly. Slept in class instead wif fat and tengy. Was so tired! Not to mention, hungry too. Didnt sahur just now.&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, it was a such a tiring day for me.&lt;br /&gt;Had chem practical wif that juliana screaming away at everyone.&lt;br /&gt;She’s psycho man.&lt;br /&gt;I  get startled with my test tubes everytime she screams at someone.&lt;br /&gt;I was just waiting for her to scream ‘’NAQIAH AMIRA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!’’&lt;br /&gt;But thank gawd i wasnt one of her victims this time.&lt;br /&gt;And she so loves to use the word blardy at us. Bloody this and bloody that. Tyme puase pon nk bloody2. tsk2.&lt;br /&gt;In the end we arrived late for our phototaking session thanks to her. Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;So yeahs. After phototaking, bought girl guide cookies from liana and went home.&lt;br /&gt;Goodie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115942918953597917?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115942918953597917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115942918953597917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115942918953597917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115942918953597917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/late-for-skul-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115934250844767931</id><published>2006-09-27T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T15:35:08.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got back all my prelim papers. Failed my poa, maths and combined sci. imagine 2 f9’s for maths and poa and an e8 for combined sci.&lt;br /&gt;But poa really no hope ah. Cikgu da la cam DOT.&lt;br /&gt;Camne nk pass. Sheesh. I cant understand the concepts right from the beginning. What more the concepts taught at the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;So i doubt i’ll ever pass poa when i leave this skul.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks eh mabel. Appreciated all your efforts and time.&lt;br /&gt;Well at least i passed the rest. Better compared to mid-yr.&lt;br /&gt;Haha gotta love rani.&lt;br /&gt;She’s the best geography teacher ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh yeah. To those who msg me. Sorry cant reply cuz my prepaid is low.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115934250844767931?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115934250844767931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115934250844767931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115934250844767931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115934250844767931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/got-back-all-my-prelim-papers.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115928662375948266</id><published>2006-09-27T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T00:05:30.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is for my dear fwen, elmo and for those out there who wants to forget someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally agree that you will never be able to forget the man/women that you loved, but with time you will be able to move on and not be sad or hurt any longer.&lt;br /&gt;I used to go through the same exact thing and after being depressed for quite some time..I decided I am not going to give up the rest of my life being miserable becuase of one person. So I started hanging out more, know more ppl to feel more better about myself and every time I got upset I reassured myself that I will find someone else and I will be loved again and I will love again! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeahs. but that's not the only way i tried to convince myself to forget someone.&lt;br /&gt;cuz when you miss someone, you tend to only remember the good part, the good times... all the fun things you did together.. the nice memories... and remembering this will make you depressed as you will question your judgment then.. you will ask "why did u break up with him", "where did it all went wrong" and more stupid whys..&lt;br /&gt;and when that happens, never just remember the good part of your relationship.. try to remember the bad part... the part where everything went wrong.. all the hurt that u got during the relationship.... the part where all the bad thing happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's how you forget ppl, that's how you recover from them. have a little hatred and let it remind you of all that.. never too much hatred for it will make you an ugly person. :) Whenever I miss someone, and sort of want him back, I always remember the hurt that he gave me.. it may make me a cold hearted person (I am) but at least I feel stronger..and the power to control my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: yeahs. me and him are on talking terms back again. thanks to the many ppl who advised me. i still wont forget all the stuffs he did though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115928662375948266?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115928662375948266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115928662375948266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115928662375948266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115928662375948266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-for-my-dear-fwen-elmo-and-for.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115919312005471433</id><published>2006-09-25T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T22:07:24.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>paul's opening act for &lt;em&gt;dance dance&lt;/em&gt; was &lt;strong&gt;so &lt;/strong&gt;liana.&lt;br /&gt;anyway wanna say thanks to that &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; who advised me on my relationship wif achik.&lt;br /&gt;im still considering everything he said to me last nite. ok. correction. early this morn.&lt;br /&gt;guess he still reads this blog yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me live without this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Empty bliss, selfishness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so sick.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115919312005471433?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115919312005471433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115919312005471433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115919312005471433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115919312005471433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/pauls-opening-act-for-dance-dance-was.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115900534198034684</id><published>2006-09-23T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T17:55:41.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its a saturday!&lt;br /&gt;and im not out again.&lt;br /&gt;stuck at home revising.&lt;br /&gt;now taking a break after revising my social studies.&lt;br /&gt;gonna continue wif chem later.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, he called me to go out. sit under coconut tree at esp. lol.&lt;br /&gt;had to turn him down.&lt;br /&gt;im having so little time and so much to do!&lt;br /&gt;must chiong redi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still have to help my mum cook the lauk later.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be ferst fasting day for all the muslims..sooo SELAMAT menyambut bulan RAMDHAN yerrr! jgn tk puasa! kaka.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115900534198034684?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115900534198034684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115900534198034684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115900534198034684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115900534198034684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-saturday-and-im-not-out-again.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115891218824194009</id><published>2006-09-22T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T16:06:11.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yessa. I passed my SS prelim. LOL. Juz passed sio.&lt;br /&gt;25/50. at least better den mid yr.&lt;br /&gt;But i failed my Phys; 40/100.&lt;br /&gt;Just another 10 freaking marks you noe. How upsettin.&lt;br /&gt;I really dun understand the radioactive thingy chapter.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cuz i didn’t come to skul during that period of time. (x&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yeah came skul late again.&lt;br /&gt;This time with amirul and that bart simpson.&lt;br /&gt;Juz cuz i was on the same bus with amirul, that bart simpson say i steady.&lt;br /&gt;Ape je tau. Da la rambot cam bart simpson.&lt;br /&gt;Them AM give chance. So no need to run.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. He actually said this, ‘’Pity you all ah. Study so hard at night until wake up late for skul’’. Mcm phm!&lt;br /&gt;Reached skul oni, watch movie, catch me if you can.&lt;br /&gt;Best ah citer tapi tgk stenga jln.&lt;br /&gt;Went lib during eng period to watch castaway.&lt;br /&gt;Tu pon stenga jln.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Liana and tengy gave me a flower-printed undies.&lt;br /&gt;It was so hilarious. I actually opened the present in class. In front of guys summore.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I love prezzies! Ilah gave me a white pump shoes and checkered top.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Kk. Back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;After skul, went meiji factory to buy candies again. Woo. Da lamer tk gi.&lt;br /&gt;Bought the strawberry-choc tube and garlic toast.&lt;br /&gt;Man! The garlic toast really taste delicious.&lt;br /&gt;Will go back there again.&lt;br /&gt;Went home oni, achik called, saying my books are still wif him.&lt;br /&gt;I’m like damn. How am i gonna revise.&lt;br /&gt;Chemisty and maths tys plak tu.&lt;br /&gt;Then he say he gonna drop by my house and pass it to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Argh. I’m not gonna apologise. Why shud I!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh, I'm not sayin' that I'm not breakin' some hearts tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115891218824194009?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115891218824194009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115891218824194009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115891218824194009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115891218824194009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/yessa.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115884399700646020</id><published>2006-09-21T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:10:46.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great! We fought again!&lt;br /&gt;got so pissed wif him that i told him if he wont change his attitude, i cant continue in the relationship like dis any longer.&lt;br /&gt;still, he havent changed!! met him today.&lt;br /&gt;fought again.&lt;br /&gt;this time sought to elmo for help.&lt;br /&gt;seriusly.&lt;br /&gt;thanks elmo a lot lot lot. =)&lt;br /&gt;we fought cuz of the msg elmo send me.&lt;br /&gt;arrgh!&lt;br /&gt;its true wot.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. haiz. nvm. i'll just keep quiet and see how long i can be patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're selfish, and I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I'm gone you'll be going nowhere fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Would you believe me if I said I didn't need you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause I wouldn't believe you if you said that shit to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't be so scared to take a second for reflection,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to take a leave of absence to see what you're made of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I'm selfish and you're sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I'm gone you'll be going nowhere fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So who's selfish and who's sorry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115884399700646020?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115884399700646020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115884399700646020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115884399700646020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115884399700646020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/great-we-fought-again-got-so-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115876330598168891</id><published>2006-09-20T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:41:45.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's the end of prelimns.&lt;br /&gt;one more major exam to go b4 im outta this shithole skul! woo!&lt;br /&gt;today most of the sec 4's went to watch forbidden city.&lt;br /&gt;i could have gone if i wanted. but i lazy xia.&lt;br /&gt;abey tgk play sio.&lt;br /&gt;skali balek mendak.&lt;br /&gt;so accompanied ilah go clinic to get her injection.&lt;br /&gt;then after that met sumone.&lt;br /&gt;huuhuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. havent been talking to him for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;he called me so many times at ard 12 these past few days. but i was asleep.&lt;br /&gt;i understand he finish late and all. but i cant always be there to pick up his call rite.&lt;br /&gt;cuz of that he got upset with me.&lt;br /&gt;arrgh! stupid ns!&lt;br /&gt;why'd they have to take him away from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@%^@@%&amp;&amp;amp;*&amp;($"&gt;!@%^@@%&amp;amp;&amp;*&amp;amp;($&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Who's gonna call on Sunday morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just want one more chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;To put my arms in fragile hands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115876330598168891?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115876330598168891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115876330598168891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115876330598168891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115876330598168891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/todays-end-of-prelimns.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115867546979151105</id><published>2006-09-19T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T22:17:49.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. late for my poa paper again.&lt;br /&gt;nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;this time, i was late wif hui yu, azizan and that farker.&lt;br /&gt;pathetic. had to take same bus as that fcuker.&lt;br /&gt;one of these days, i'll just dig his eyes out and feed mimi.&lt;br /&gt;even have to sit the same row as him.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder so suay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thanks to the ppl who brought me prezzies.&lt;br /&gt;its just so random.&lt;br /&gt;there's no need to look forward to my birthdays anymore. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115867546979151105?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115867546979151105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115867546979151105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115867546979151105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115867546979151105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/okay_19.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115858841667201079</id><published>2006-09-18T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T22:06:56.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hellos! just came back.&lt;br /&gt;came late to skul again today.&lt;br /&gt;practically late.&lt;br /&gt;chatted with my stalker all night long yesterday. lol! cam phm.&lt;br /&gt;serius. i don't even know him. and he knows me.&lt;br /&gt;he even sees me outside and all but never tegor me. horrible rite this kind of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;ok. get to the point.&lt;br /&gt;he's from dunearn sec. so. i guess dunearn ppl are like this. even zul mengumpat wif him bout me.&lt;br /&gt;after getting off msn,&lt;br /&gt;was on the fone wif my beybeh.&lt;br /&gt;talked a while oni b4 my eyes shut.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;next thing i noe. i woke up late at 7:15.&lt;br /&gt;my gawd.&lt;br /&gt;kelam kabut sio.&lt;br /&gt;crossed the road like a maniac just to board 154. cuz if i missed it. it will take me another 10 mins. busted tols.&lt;br /&gt;then saw mr zul in bus.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was like staring.&lt;br /&gt;i know. kecoh.&lt;br /&gt;reached oni.&lt;br /&gt;i walked past AM without even saying my excuse.&lt;br /&gt;i just kinda nodded at him.&lt;br /&gt;so he phm2 je la. ade prelim.&lt;br /&gt;then rushed up to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was cheering me on.&lt;br /&gt;kaka. bedek sey cheer la kan.&lt;br /&gt;then sathiya was going on abt me.&lt;br /&gt;he said to me. ''take care siol come at this hour.''&lt;br /&gt;da bagos aku dtgg!&lt;br /&gt;That erni came later then me tk nk ckp.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the paper was quite easy la.&lt;br /&gt;chem was diff though.&lt;br /&gt;then after skul met ilah. then met ayin at clementi. go queensway. wanna find my square bag.&lt;br /&gt;still cannot find.&lt;br /&gt;i guess the only place is at beach  road.&lt;br /&gt;haha. took many pics.&lt;br /&gt;will upload when i receive the pics yea.&lt;br /&gt;then ilah pierce her ears too.&lt;br /&gt;gosh. so many piercings on her already.&lt;br /&gt;i also want sey. i wan lip ring laa. so tempting noe.&lt;br /&gt;after that went jp eat at banquet. and had my 2nd cigg.&lt;br /&gt;gawd.&lt;br /&gt;the last time i smoked was when i was wif mary sey.&lt;br /&gt;promise myself to stop. that ayin ahh.&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeah! ayin noes nina bellucci. what a very very small world. cuz i just got to noe her yesterday. haha. thanks to mamat paranoid android.&lt;br /&gt; k. da ckop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;end of story.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115858841667201079?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115858841667201079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115858841667201079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115858841667201079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115858841667201079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/hellos-just-came-back.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115842120012612579</id><published>2006-09-16T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T23:40:00.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHANGE OF SKIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sempat eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and yeaaaa! my laptop's soundcard is working! woo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;byeeeeeee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ps: Monday's my fnn and chem paper!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115842120012612579?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115842120012612579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115842120012612579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115842120012612579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115842120012612579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/change-of-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115832255200092707</id><published>2006-09-15T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T20:15:52.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAD MY mt EXAM TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FELT LIKE THERE WAS NO SKUL AT ALL. FURTHERMORE, I CAME LATE TO SKUL. ENTERED THE HALL JUST NICE. KAKA.&lt;br /&gt;HAD TO GO FINISH UP FNN COURSEWORK AFTER EXAM.  -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY SHE WASNT SCREAMING AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;AFTER DAT ATE ROJAK AT 399 WIF THE REST.&lt;br /&gt;HAD FUN. LAUGHED LIKE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115832255200092707?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115832255200092707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115832255200092707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115832255200092707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115832255200092707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/had-my-mt-exam-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115825199614008852</id><published>2006-09-15T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T00:39:56.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. guess that mamat paranoid android reads this blog but doesn't tag. -.-&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;one of those few out there who read my blog senyap2 w/o tagging.&lt;br /&gt;haha. im not angry or anything. why shud i? im happy that at least i know sumone's out there reading my daily rants. well not really daily but occasional.&lt;br /&gt;so yeahs. keep the manggis alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back jp wif boya and ajiz. oh wow. boya was so damn funny. i cannot take it seh. his jokes are funny but yet sensitive. ok. only those who know him will understand laa. met boya ferst at gombak. passed by oren's house and shouted orangeman at his window. kekek siol.&lt;br /&gt;of cuz he heard it. cuz he tegored me on msn saying i bising outside his house.&lt;br /&gt;and so we wanted to take 180.&lt;br /&gt;da flag bus semue tau. skali boya tk bawak wallet!&lt;br /&gt;KECOH.&lt;br /&gt;malu sey!&lt;br /&gt;naseb baek ade org laen nk board.&lt;br /&gt;imagine if no one except us were to board.&lt;br /&gt;so went back to boya's place to get his wallet.&lt;br /&gt;gosh his sisters are damn cute and prettty.&lt;br /&gt;kaka.&lt;br /&gt;den met his fren ajiz at gombak mrt as well.&lt;br /&gt;took cab to jp.&lt;br /&gt;cab eh.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;bought his black hail polish at jp. then i didnt want eat so leypak at the blk merah.&lt;br /&gt;best sey. cam tk nk balek.&lt;br /&gt;transferred a lot of metalcore songs from his fone to mine.&lt;br /&gt;wooo.&lt;br /&gt;many lamb of god sey. tk fav.&lt;br /&gt;ard 9, left the place.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes were itching like hell.&lt;br /&gt;went home and here i am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw mamat paranoid android, haha. the tagboards below? =))&lt;br /&gt;yesssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;i'll drop by teban blk 36 again sumtime yea. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.MY.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115825199614008852?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115813015416361030</id><published>2006-09-13T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T14:50:53.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MATHS &amp; ENG PAPER II.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;PHY &amp;amp; GEO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115813015416361030?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115806195863644877</id><published>2006-09-12T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T19:52:38.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so today was poa paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hancur.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt noe all the formula for working ration and all those shit.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;mabel sengajer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i hate &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAMELA LIEN! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115806195863644877?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115806195863644877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115806195863644877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115806195863644877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115806195863644877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-today-was-poa-paper-2.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115788259395072249</id><published>2006-09-10T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T18:03:13.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a compilation of our pics. haha. then and now.&lt;br /&gt;Then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/smallus!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/smallus%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now....(haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/him.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/him.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/37_edited2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/37_edited2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had a small fite just now. We're okay now. started compromising. I guess Im always in the wrong. always asking him to give into whatever i want. so now its both of us do for each other. both parties are happy. =) a DEAL we made. kaka. bargained with him like siao.&lt;br /&gt;said to him, cant go out often already. so only go out on weekends or so. and yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;studied ss redi. poa? HAVEN. one by one uhh.&lt;br /&gt;till here. Sekian, terima kasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang benar,&lt;br /&gt;Mira. M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/smallus!.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/37_edited2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115788259395072249?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115788259395072249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115788259395072249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115788259395072249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115788259395072249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/heres-compilation-of-our-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115778491480966572</id><published>2006-09-09T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T15:16:32.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From : Andre&lt;br /&gt;To : Mira-Manggis&lt;br /&gt;Date&lt;br /&gt;9-8-2006 11:29 AM&lt;br /&gt;Subject&lt;br /&gt;amcm....&lt;br /&gt;Message&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 months its a long time.... wait... can wait... but... mcm mane seh i miss u a lot... prove me wrong pls... i love you... i will alwayss will... u tk cr tau..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And to whom it may concern:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fcuk you. Leave me alone. Don't act like you hate me and when i ignore you, you apologise. Just because i turned you down u think im gonna regret it? Is that what you call&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mature&lt;/em&gt;, (which you think you are) ? HAH. That has got to be the funniest joke of the century up to date. Bastard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115778491480966572?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115778491480966572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115778491480966572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115778491480966572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115778491480966572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/from-andre-to-mira-manggis-date-9-8.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115754003596215035</id><published>2006-09-06T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T18:55:34.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghhh! skul's been driving me stark raving mad!&lt;br /&gt;i havent even the time to revise yet!&lt;br /&gt;arghhh!&lt;br /&gt;and i realize that im neglecting him too!&lt;br /&gt;and tml will be maths and poa remedial!&lt;br /&gt;and gosh i've been eating fast food 3 days in a row already. Gonna have a heart attack one of these days instead of mrs ng!&lt;br /&gt;and cuz of all these, im having a pimple breakout!&lt;br /&gt;and....and....and...&lt;br /&gt;no time redi lar to &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME IS RUNNING OUT&lt;br /&gt;arghhh!&lt;br /&gt;I want FREEDOM!&lt;br /&gt;freedom from school and studying!&lt;br /&gt;god save the mira!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: I miss you like you never knew&lt;br /&gt;and SCHOOL SUCKS THE LIFE OUT OF ME. DAMMIT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115754003596215035?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115754003596215035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115754003596215035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115754003596215035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115754003596215035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/arghhh-skuls-been-driving-me-stark.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115746292501564671</id><published>2006-09-05T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T21:28:45.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/400/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115746292501564671?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115746292501564671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115746292501564671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115746292501564671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115746292501564671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115736068283506463</id><published>2006-09-04T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T17:06:24.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went skul to finish my coursework part B.&lt;br /&gt;And im still at decision making.&lt;br /&gt;Arrgh mummyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;I need extra time. &lt;strong&gt;PLEASE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta hand in by tml. If not , &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn sia. Furthuremore gotta study for my geo mock exam tml.&lt;br /&gt;So many things in one day i gotta do today.&lt;br /&gt;Cram! Cram! Cram!&lt;br /&gt;Just cut my brain into half pls.&lt;br /&gt;Donate it to the president star charity.&lt;br /&gt;Though i doubt they’ll want it either.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. Give to museum instead.&lt;br /&gt;And label it as Mira-manggis’s pathetic brain.&lt;br /&gt;At least pisang made my day today.&lt;br /&gt;She gave me this gold coloured purse she bought in malacca. Hawt!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks pisang!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah. I help liana wif khai.&lt;br /&gt;Wahhahahahahahha!&lt;br /&gt;Kekekssss.&lt;br /&gt;I bet they’re both msg-ing each other now.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! Huuhuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fark. There’s this fella who kept calling my house while i was away.&lt;br /&gt;And when i called back..i asked who that was..he go say ‘’sape2 ah. ni jackie chan.’’&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU LARHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Kau tu da la call ruma aku.&lt;br /&gt;Pastu nk ckp kau jackie chan.&lt;br /&gt;Klaka eh.&lt;br /&gt;Jacking chan ade ah.&lt;br /&gt;Kasi kau jadi one eye jack aru tau.&lt;br /&gt;Bustard custard mustard tol.&lt;br /&gt;Uselesss people.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-pissed-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS EH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115736068283506463?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115736068283506463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115736068283506463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115736068283506463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115736068283506463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/09/went-skul-to-finish-my-coursework-part.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115712556394647329</id><published>2006-09-01T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T00:10:36.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/38.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/38.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh. love him soooo much.&lt;br /&gt;met dear. he said he wanted to meet me after our big fite and that he was a changed person. (&lt;em&gt;rite&lt;/em&gt;) kaka.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i did miss him a lot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he gave me this sweater and a heart shaped dollar note to make me remind me of him.&lt;br /&gt;and then he let me read his army journal and everything. even abt our fite.&lt;br /&gt;i was so touched.&lt;br /&gt;he kept a journal of us.&lt;br /&gt;semangat seyyyyyy. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the part that i tension was when we were in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;got this two bangla outside.&lt;br /&gt;wah binget seh.&lt;br /&gt;he go signal to the bangla ask whether wan my number nort.&lt;br /&gt;then the bangla2 oso suke.&lt;br /&gt;of cuz i was angry ah.&lt;br /&gt;dear tot it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;i ended up twisting his nipples damn hard.&lt;br /&gt;served him rite.&lt;br /&gt;then another part was while we were queueing up got this emo-looking boy.&lt;br /&gt;i was just staring at his shirt cuz it was a circa survive shirt..&lt;br /&gt;den dear go ask that guy he got number nort cuz i wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;wahlau!&lt;br /&gt;wtf sey.&lt;br /&gt;the guy gave me a blur look and smiled shyly.&lt;br /&gt;my gawd..&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe he did that!!&lt;br /&gt;then dear began laughing uncontrollably.&lt;br /&gt;goodness.&lt;br /&gt;he tot it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;i pinched his nipples both at the same time HARDER.&lt;br /&gt;man. i felt so satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. gonna miss him again.&lt;br /&gt;will be gg malacca tml.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant go out often these days as prelimns are nearing.&lt;br /&gt;still must go back to skul for remedial.&lt;br /&gt;can i just fast-forward my life until i enter poly??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i miss liana too.&lt;br /&gt;PS: naz zozi and azhari have a crush on liana! feewitt! hahahhahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What hurts more is I would still die for you&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115702354433715306</id><published>2006-08-31T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T19:25:44.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had teachers celebration today.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;but i felt so tired.&lt;br /&gt;there were many bands performing this year.&lt;br /&gt;and gawd, my skul's turning into a skul for skinheads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115702354433715306?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115702354433715306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>okay. today skul, normal.&lt;br /&gt;had PE today. played badminton.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fav ah sey.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home. blog.&lt;br /&gt;till here. i wanna revise fnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: my mom's feeling better. :DD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115692041917007444?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115692041917007444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115692041917007444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115692041917007444'/><link rel='self' 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AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;After watching the movie, we fought.&lt;br /&gt;And we left each other w/o even saying goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;and he ran after me in the end. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;he said he wanted to talk and all.&lt;br /&gt;no way. im not gonna be nice anymore.&lt;br /&gt;then firdaus came down the stairs and saw us.&lt;br /&gt;gawd. i was even more paisey.&lt;br /&gt;so i just left him w/o even saying goodbye. :(&lt;br /&gt;my frens are asking me to leave him cuz its useless if we fite everyday.&lt;br /&gt;But im thinking i shud put my trust in him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, my mom’s been admitted to the hospital cuz she broke her arm.&lt;br /&gt;Can my life get any worse??&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t even visit her cuz i was in skul the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Felt so guilty...&lt;br /&gt;I hope she’s doing better now.&lt;br /&gt;She’s gonna be discharged soon.&lt;br /&gt;At least thats good news. &lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today had career fair.&lt;br /&gt;it was damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;Guess im gg to ngee ann poly.&lt;br /&gt;Temasek’s too far away.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back to finish the teachers day cards.&lt;br /&gt;Left skul  ard 6:30.&lt;br /&gt;And in the 154 bus so full of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;No seats summore.&lt;br /&gt;So tired.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid abg2 ite stare2.&lt;br /&gt;Dig his eyes and feed liana then he noe.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz liana’s a H-F-S girl.&lt;br /&gt;K STOP here ah.&lt;br /&gt;Tired ah.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna do my mly. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115685367098586424?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115685367098586424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115685367098586424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115685367098586424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115685367098586424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/08/went-skul-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115667107039899644</id><published>2006-08-27T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T17:35:59.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/remix2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/remix2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrms. didnt go out today.&lt;br /&gt;and i miss him already.&lt;br /&gt;its hard meeting him these days.&lt;br /&gt;wif his ns and all.&lt;br /&gt;plus his lesen oso kena gantung redi.&lt;br /&gt;always wif his logical explanation abt not able to survive w/o a moto.&lt;br /&gt;quite true though.&lt;br /&gt;spend 30 bux on petrol will last u maybe 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;but 30 bux on ez-link?&lt;br /&gt;hmms..singapore's living cost is getting higher and higher.&lt;br /&gt;asal eh.&lt;br /&gt;da terlalu developed nihh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115667107039899644?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115667107039899644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115667107039899644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115667107039899644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115667107039899644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/08/hrms.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115661175393231634</id><published>2006-08-27T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T01:02:33.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/popart2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/popart2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out wif my dear today!&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. met so many lovely ppl.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness no one i did not want to see.&lt;br /&gt;ferstly went his place at wdld. my turn plak laa.&lt;br /&gt;cuz that time he came my house to pick me up. so now its my turn. =))&lt;br /&gt;on the way in the train, met emilia and faizal. at ferst saw this gerl running towards the train gg in. funny siaa. rupernye si lala tu. siao!&lt;br /&gt;den say meet them later at town.&lt;br /&gt;went woodlands and lost my way at the interchange. Lawls. couldnt find bus 903 lahhs.&lt;br /&gt;beyloo tol.&lt;br /&gt;kena turn2 aru dpt.&lt;br /&gt;reached his place oni..he mara2 asl lambat.&lt;br /&gt;aiyoo. like i purposely like that. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;in the train, so many ppl.&lt;br /&gt;this emokid caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;since just now. he took the same bus as us and kept staring2.&lt;br /&gt;and dear was asking2. i interested izzit. he can ask for his number. bustedd!&lt;br /&gt;from then on. i kept quiet. did not want to talk much.&lt;br /&gt;den saw ijal. wahlau! we were in the same cabin all the time!&lt;br /&gt;i tot he was one of the matreps sitting there. skali he and his fren oni. so paiseyy.&lt;br /&gt;if i noe that's him.&lt;br /&gt;i would have tegored sia.&lt;br /&gt;aku mati2 nk tempat dudok tk pay attention surrounding la kan.&lt;br /&gt;we went clarke quay ferst. ceked sumtink out.i cannot tahan sio see the hooters uniform. kekeks.&lt;br /&gt;can still remember the way azhari stare at the gerls. so stop it sey.&lt;br /&gt;then walked to merlion.&lt;br /&gt;met amira there. wif her bf. cute couple.&lt;br /&gt;walked on, ate cheng tng at esp there.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. siaks.&lt;br /&gt;of all stuffs we had to eat.&lt;br /&gt;so bloody damn expensive lor one cheng tng. 4 bux seyy.&lt;br /&gt;went esp, met part of vatos locos, mary liza, nuwul and gang, and apittt.&lt;br /&gt;hawts!&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. saw that afro fucthead again.&lt;br /&gt;suay siakk.&lt;br /&gt;maken lamer aku tgk muke sialan die. maken benci siaa.&lt;br /&gt;mcm nk kasi bakar sia afro die.&lt;br /&gt;babbii tol.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. back to story. sat2 at the beach there wif him.&lt;br /&gt;sleep on his chest. count the stars.&lt;br /&gt;hahaks.&lt;br /&gt;best seh atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;left the place at 10:30.&lt;br /&gt;gg back that time..saw twinklelolly.&lt;br /&gt;and her bf, audy happen to be dear's fren.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;link abes.&lt;br /&gt;thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU ACHIK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO SO MUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115661175393231634?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115661175393231634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115661175393231634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115661175393231634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115661175393231634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/08/went-out-wif-my-dear-today-ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115650782619043325</id><published>2006-08-25T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T20:10:26.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The rules:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Bold the statements that are true to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Italise the statements that you WISH are true.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Leave the Fibs alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Then stab 5 people to do the same thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want TV these days.&lt;br /&gt;I wear glasses or contact lenses. (Since 7.)&lt;br /&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;I have been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe honesty is usually the best policy. (Although sometimes, truth hurts.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am TOTALLY smart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have broken someone's bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am paranoid sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it is 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need money right now. ($.$)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like sushi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I talk really, really fast. (Sometimes, when I get excited.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have long hair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could not survive without Caller I.D.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a hidden talent. So hidden, even I do not know what it is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have a lot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone. (Depends who is on the other line.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I practically live in track pants or PY pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love to shop.&lt;br /&gt;I would rather shop than eat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I do not hate anyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am a pretty good dancer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe in God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have rejected someone before. (Sorry. =X)&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what I want to do with the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;br /&gt;I have changed a diaper before. (Babies', duh?)&lt;br /&gt;I have called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am not allergic to anything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have tried alcohol before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;br /&gt;I own the South Park movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would die for my best friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is awesome because you get free candies.&lt;br /&gt;I watch spongebob squarepants and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am happy at this moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am obsessed with guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I have met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk barefoot whenever I can.&lt;br /&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I spend ridiculous money on make-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I plan to achieve a major goal/dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am proficient in a musical instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I work at McDonald's restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;I love sci-fi movies.&lt;br /&gt;I think water rules.&lt;br /&gt;I want to college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like sausages.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love kisses. (Especially from toddlers.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell for the worst people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I adore bright colours.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cannot live without black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know why the hell I did this thing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot whistle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have ridden/owned a horse. (It was fun!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still have every journal I have written in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cannot stick to a diet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;br /&gt;Climbing trees are a brilliant past-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have jazz in my blood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;I have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;br /&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;I cosplay or know what cosplaying is.&lt;br /&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;I will collect anything, the more nonsensical the better.&lt;br /&gt;I am an artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like a person of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love being happy. (Who don't?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an adrenaline junkie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115650782619043325?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115650782619043325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115650782619043325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115650782619043325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115650782619043325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/08/rules1.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115641865299210321</id><published>2006-08-24T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T20:39:29.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/1600/45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/508/200/45.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahs!&lt;br /&gt;ok updates.&lt;br /&gt;changed my skin again.&lt;br /&gt;cant help it laa. the pink had a filter in it. so if blog wif pics not nice. tk phm kan.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, recap last week.&lt;br /&gt;saturday went out wif roy and shah.&lt;br /&gt;funny siak they all. came home at 12:30.&lt;br /&gt;i remember. that unfateful night.&lt;br /&gt;we fought cuz i broke my promise to come home early for him.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be back b4 10.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we're okay now&lt;br /&gt;went out wif him yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;we went town, had our lunch and watched ghost game.&lt;br /&gt;ceriter die ok laa.&lt;br /&gt;ade mepek sket here and dere.&lt;br /&gt;but the ending.tsk2. not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;then we went esp.&lt;br /&gt;sit2.&lt;br /&gt;goshh. i miss him so much.&lt;br /&gt;his smell especially.&lt;br /&gt;his hugs. his kisses.&lt;br /&gt;reached home yest at 1.&lt;br /&gt;so he send me until my house.&lt;br /&gt;and yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;today in skul.&lt;br /&gt;eng compre test.&lt;br /&gt;and wad else ehh.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. forgot to say sumtink&lt;br /&gt;i cut my fringe lor.&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;again.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kaka.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115641865299210321?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115641865299210321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115641865299210321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115641865299210321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115641865299210321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/08/muahs-ok-updates.html' 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/&gt;so wasted. didnt get to go jrg island. :(&lt;br /&gt;ooh! and i cant wait. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;just 5 more days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You could be my unintended&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choice to live my life extended&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You could be the one I'll always love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You could be the one who listens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To my deepest inquisitions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You could be the one I'll always love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115582424381041614?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115582424381041614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>yeys.&lt;br /&gt;i passed my geo test.&lt;br /&gt;mdm rani even gave me a handshake. lol.&lt;br /&gt;ade bekas die pat tangan aku.&lt;br /&gt;tk nk cuci tangan ah cam gini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess can say i did fairly well for my humans.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran my 2.4 today.&lt;br /&gt;like shit.&lt;br /&gt;ferstly came skul late.&lt;br /&gt;had to run 1 round at the skul compound.&lt;br /&gt;supposedly to be 2 rounds but AM see me kecian la kan.&lt;br /&gt;he discount  a round for me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then walk halfway.&lt;br /&gt;after 2.4, i wanted to so faint at the floor.&lt;br /&gt;watched the ppl play badminton.&lt;br /&gt;after PE was SS.&lt;br /&gt;yea..discussed abt test answers.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;i let out a burp.&lt;br /&gt;cam babi sia aku.&lt;br /&gt;i just burrrrrrp.&lt;br /&gt;i mean like after all the time azizan was burping behind me.&lt;br /&gt;i tot i could just let out a soft burp rite.&lt;br /&gt;and it turned out to be a really loooong and LOUD one.&lt;br /&gt;furthurmore, the whole clas was damn quiet. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;the boys on the other half of the class all turned and looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;i was like oops.&lt;br /&gt;smiled sheepishly to myself. acted as if it was nothing. yea. da biaser.&lt;br /&gt;atiqah was already going on saying ''NAQIAHHH. terok sak''&lt;br /&gt;rene oso said i was gross.&lt;br /&gt;oh come on.&lt;br /&gt;dun tell me u didnt burp at all in ur whole wide life.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;ni semue da perkara biase.&lt;br /&gt;cam korang tk kenal aku jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahs. me and him had a fight again.&lt;br /&gt;saying i dont love him at all. blablas.&lt;br /&gt;here we go again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115571634848519782?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115562936380682178</id><published>2006-08-15T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T16:09:23.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;had phys test today.&lt;br /&gt;supposedly to have poa test for me too.&lt;br /&gt;but ms yeong didnt say what time oso.&lt;br /&gt;and i stomach ache like fark till i wanted to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and summore the ms jay j announced proudly that i got a 0 for chem cuz i had no MC for not taking the test.&lt;br /&gt;wadevss.&lt;br /&gt;tis thursday will be gg jurong island for chem trip. haha. excited gituks.&lt;br /&gt;jakons tol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another tiring day for me tml.&lt;br /&gt;gotta run for 2.4&lt;br /&gt;dari dulu sampai skrg.&lt;br /&gt;no mood seyhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day..i still miss him!&lt;br /&gt;we've sorted out our problem.&lt;br /&gt;we're ok now.&lt;br /&gt;and im happy that we quarrelled.&lt;br /&gt;it just made us closer to each other.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhh. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115562936380682178?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115562936380682178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115562936380682178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115562936380682178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115562936380682178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115555803339030950</id><published>2006-08-14T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T20:20:33.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>elorz.&lt;br /&gt;didnt go skul today.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i was at jb. -_-''&lt;br /&gt;came home ard 11.&lt;br /&gt;caught a movie wif shahrin after that.&lt;br /&gt;tokyo drift.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i noe u all watch redi laaa.&lt;br /&gt;im kinda slow u noe.&lt;br /&gt;actually wanted to watch see no evil. but then so late ar.&lt;br /&gt;anyway tokyo drift was terrific lar.&lt;br /&gt;as usual.&lt;br /&gt;fast and furious ape.&lt;br /&gt;psl kereta..mesti ah excitement.&lt;br /&gt;the sad part, han died ah.&lt;br /&gt;sedey sehh.&lt;br /&gt;and omg. the villian look like lepeh au sia.&lt;br /&gt;the nose so flatt.&lt;br /&gt;kauz..&lt;br /&gt;last part. was funny.&lt;br /&gt;i tot the takashi's uncle wanted to kill the guy&lt;br /&gt;skali lagu tokyo drift's beginning came on.&lt;br /&gt;hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;kekek sio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wonder if you know how they live in tokyo~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k stop it. i sound like a mat rep already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;got these two pri skul kids boys smile2 at me.&lt;br /&gt;so i smile back. cam cute gitu kan.&lt;br /&gt;then they laugh at each other.&lt;br /&gt;i tot wad siaa.&lt;br /&gt;then they keep turning back looking at me in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;so i laff ah.&lt;br /&gt;the person next to me look sia.&lt;br /&gt;paisey lohh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes. i quarreled wif him.&lt;br /&gt;all cuz of sumtink stupid.&lt;br /&gt;im so unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;he just said my attitude is like i dun give a damn what is ard me.&lt;br /&gt;i was so hurt.&lt;br /&gt;i just kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;then he said sorry.&lt;br /&gt;then i ignored him.&lt;br /&gt;heart pain siaa.&lt;br /&gt;he said for once i have to learn to give in.&lt;br /&gt;its not he always say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;then he cry.&lt;br /&gt;my gawd.&lt;br /&gt;i made a guy cry.&lt;br /&gt;and then i laugh ah.&lt;br /&gt;then he said sarcastically, ''thanks for laughing when im crying''&lt;br /&gt;wahh. that part...my blood really boil. so i ignored him...&lt;br /&gt;all they way till now..&lt;br /&gt;just see how it goes lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115555803339030950?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115539139031446278</id><published>2006-08-12T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T22:04:42.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got backk from lot 1.&lt;br /&gt;lol. of all places la kan.&lt;br /&gt;cuz he didnt wan go far2 as he dun have his cashcard for erp. :(&lt;br /&gt;so cannot go town.&lt;br /&gt;at ferst we wanted to watch firewerks. den tk jadikk.&lt;br /&gt;so ferstly, he came to my house. so late summore.&lt;br /&gt;i tot he sesat.&lt;br /&gt;skali he watching the ppl playing football in front my house. -_-''&lt;br /&gt;then after that he call me ask me go down.&lt;br /&gt;den we didnt noe where to go.&lt;br /&gt;so sit under my blk ahh. decide pey decide. at last cck.&lt;br /&gt;den off we went.&lt;br /&gt;i shud have worn long sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;the wind was so damn cold.&lt;br /&gt;at nite, it was worse.&lt;br /&gt;he was riding his bike so damn fast lorr.&lt;br /&gt;at last sampai.&lt;br /&gt;got this pizza hut guy stare2.&lt;br /&gt;so i stare back.&lt;br /&gt;then he still can smile siaa when adi not looking.&lt;br /&gt;we watched my super ex-gerlfren.&lt;br /&gt;hilarious laa the show.&lt;br /&gt;especially part dorang maen. oops. :X&lt;br /&gt;go see it for urself.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaa!! the shark part oso hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;yeahs. then he send me home.&lt;br /&gt;miss his smell!&lt;br /&gt;kaka.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115539139031446278?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115539139031446278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115539139031446278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115539139031446278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115539139031446278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-got-backk-from-lot-1.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115513707290341387</id><published>2006-08-09T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:28:29.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oei!&lt;br /&gt;just got back from esplanade lahh.&lt;br /&gt;tired la siol.&lt;br /&gt;met many2 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;hi hi hi hi hi hi hi.&lt;br /&gt;get to meet amirul too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;=))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;seriusly tired from all the running.&lt;br /&gt;run after bus.&lt;br /&gt;run across the road.&lt;br /&gt;run here. run dere.&lt;br /&gt;up and down stairs. escalators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO UNPRETTY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakakaka.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115513707290341387?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115513707290341387/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115486181984612416</id><published>2006-08-06T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T18:56:59.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm so glad I found an angel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone, who was there when all my hopes fell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna fly, looking in your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live... I live &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so glad we made it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look how far we've come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We beat the odds together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I first saw you, I saw love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And after all this time, you're still the one I love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115486181984612416?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115486181984612416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115486181984612416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115486181984612416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115486181984612416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-so-glad-i-found-angel-someone-who.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115477602243561472</id><published>2006-08-05T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T19:07:03.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello earthlings!&lt;br /&gt;just got back from an engagement .&lt;br /&gt;not me uhs.&lt;br /&gt;lolx.&lt;br /&gt;thats wad mimi said.&lt;br /&gt;aku yg tunang.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it was in woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;ate a lot. yum. haha. siak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. tinking of cutting my hair again.&lt;br /&gt;gonna leave my sides alone but cutting the behind short.&lt;br /&gt;that was my previous hairstyle but unfortunately my behind hair now grew to the same length as my sides.&lt;br /&gt;my sides like never grow2. -_-'&lt;br /&gt;and i dun tink u all understand laa.&lt;br /&gt;so forget everything i just said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am at home on a saturday.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's out.&lt;br /&gt;im at home.&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch anger management later.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115477602243561472?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115477602243561472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115477602243561472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115477602243561472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115477602243561472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-earthlings-just-got-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115459930576617030</id><published>2006-08-03T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T18:01:45.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>godd.&lt;br /&gt;she's at it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant stand ms j.&lt;br /&gt;chem practicals are the worst chores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time she screamed at me. even calling my full name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: WHAT On heavens earth are you doing, NAQIAH AMIRA?!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: uhh. testing for ammonia?&lt;br /&gt;Her: what's the limewater doing over there?&lt;br /&gt;Me: NOoo! Im using litmus paper.&lt;br /&gt;Her: (paisey. but still wanna find fault wif me.) Just look at how u place ur delivery tube!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: (rolls eyes)&lt;br /&gt;in my heart i was like. wtf..tu pon nk memekak. dun have to vent ur anger on me rite!&lt;br /&gt;da paisey tu paisey ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115459930576617030?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115459930576617030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115459930576617030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115459930576617030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115459930576617030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/08/godd.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7883866.post-115450679663376733</id><published>2006-08-02T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T16:19:56.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had fnn and geo test today.&lt;br /&gt;geo was peas and corns.&lt;br /&gt;fnn was a bit tougher.&lt;br /&gt;wad i learnt last min all came out.&lt;br /&gt;and digestion too.&lt;br /&gt;mrs ng hint2 me a few ans after ceking my paper.&lt;br /&gt;how nice of her.&lt;br /&gt;love her.&lt;br /&gt;syg her.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, practically everyone were asking each other the ans.&lt;br /&gt;even the sec 5's so impatient, tot they could leave after finishing the paper.&lt;br /&gt;in the end got scolding by mrs ng.&lt;br /&gt;hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;i like to see mrs ng when she scream.&lt;br /&gt;mcm cartoon gituk.&lt;br /&gt;kaka.&lt;br /&gt;went com lab after dat to do coursework.&lt;br /&gt;bloghopping and msn-ed instead. -_-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. till here.&lt;br /&gt;wanna do my chem hw.&lt;br /&gt;if not i wont be able to enter the lab tml.&lt;br /&gt;my homework is my ticket to the lab. -_-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw hariani reads our blogs!&lt;br /&gt;gotta be discreet.&lt;br /&gt;gonna have more private conversations.&lt;br /&gt;heee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7883866-115450679663376733?l=mira-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/115450679663376733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7883866&amp;postID=115450679663376733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115450679663376733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7883866/posts/default/115450679663376733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mira-licious.blogspot.com/2006/08/had-fnn-and-geo-test-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mira-dead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431882668735038497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
