<?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-2598656356186053902</id><updated>2011-07-29T05:03:09.740+08:00</updated><category term='im not happy at all'/><category term='thanks for the advices people'/><category term='7th month of love'/><category term='im sorry .'/><category term='accidentally in love.'/><category term='youll be my korean boy ^^'/><category term='stay away..'/><category term='anddd ive no idea why im blogging this way'/><category term='getting fatterrrrr...'/><category term='whats the use now. it had been crushed.'/><category term='ily'/><category term='time check : 450am . goodnight .'/><category term='pissed'/><category term='sighhhhhs'/><category term='but yes i do.'/><category term='editted post for purposes'/><category term='NOTED.'/><category term='i. feel. very. sad.'/><category term='happy weekends :D'/><category term='zig a zig ahhhhhh'/><category term='means enough'/><category term='decision'/><category term='and when i say enough'/><category term='a lil too not...'/><category term='i hate to say that'/><category term='but still I can&apos;t find ways to let you go..'/><category term='happy 7th month sockers'/><category term='press the stop button'/><category term='I LOVE BUDIMAN x3'/><category term='iwanttoletyougo'/><category term='sorry friends really really really sorry'/><category term='i realise that i need you'/><category term='school sucks'/><category term='i miss you luhh T.T'/><category term='schoolbusyschoolbusyschoolbusy -.-'/><category term='tournament tomrrw'/><category term='i love budiman'/><category term='and everytime'/><category term='trying the very best to be happy (:'/><category term='yet again.'/><category term='im not even sure of my own feelings.'/><category term='recover.'/><category term='and tears just trickle down non-stop. imy.'/><category term='sometimes'/><category term='im trying to move on but its more like PRETENDING to move on'/><category term='karma chameleon'/><category term='the pornstars clique.'/><category term='stop looking at me'/><category term='WHY ARE YOU SO STUPID'/><category term='the strong knocking pulsation whenever i see you'/><category term='and ill try hard not to be disturbed'/><category term='ill miss your love in every way'/><category term='maybe'/><category term='happy mothers day and happy bdae fazillah'/><category term='pissed.'/><category term='SOCKERS IS LOVED.'/><category term='ha-ha'/><category term='the scars that hurt'/><category term='confused.'/><category term='new video updated'/><category term='im not being petty'/><category term='hope everythings okay now.'/><category term='frust'/><category term='overstrained heart'/><category term='problems'/><category term='if only you realise..'/><category term='yeah still hurts'/><category term='words from a troubled jinx .'/><category term='just 1 minute to spoil the whole 17 hours of perfection T.T sorry.'/><category term='crap'/><category term='shaikah'/><category term='thats what im certain abt.'/><category term='its about how you feel'/><category term='ill choose cancel instead of send'/><category term='the durian season'/><category term='ahhhh.'/><category term='DON&apos;T EVER THREATEN ME AGAIN'/><category term='i wish i understood'/><category term='love'/><category term='PMS'/><category term='till then'/><category term='you gotta get a life.'/><category term='I WANT HOLIDAYYYYYYYYYY'/><category term='yet so true.'/><category term='just an update :D'/><category term='imissyouALOT'/><category term='i just dont wanna hurt you'/><category term='things doesnt always go the way i want it to be. YEAH'/><category term='sighs'/><category term='it still hurts'/><category term='fatigued'/><category term='shot directly at the heart - staying away from loving you..'/><category term='I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO'/><category term='freak. its hard to let u goooooooo lahhhhhhhh'/><category term='loves'/><category term='i miss bubububububu T.T'/><category term='TRIGGERED'/><category term='its time to save up'/><category term='WILDCHILD ROCKS MY EVERYTHINGGGGG ;D'/><category term='i love SHAIKAH'/><category term='every now and then ill see you again'/><category term='get well soon clara :D'/><category term='sometimes i just dont speak my mind .'/><category term='who I am is not about who I am with .'/><category term='smooth'/><category term='and i hate that phrase'/><category term='THE FINGER T.T'/><category term='its never easy to take all these'/><category term='yet rough.'/><category term='low profile is the best'/><category term='I WANT TO SLEEP'/><category term='shagged luhh'/><category term='feel guilty people'/><category term='thanks for reading .'/><category term='i think im ugly :O'/><category term='oh look i just add colours to my post -.-'/><category term='and it all happens during the national day holiday'/><category term='complicated'/><category term='apologise for the vulgarities .'/><category term='im happy.'/><category term='how beautiful'/><category term='memories of us will always stay in my mind.'/><category term='love isnt about possesion [:'/><category term='i...'/><category term='it still hurts when i look at you.'/><category term='my life is never cheerful'/><category term='CHEER UP PEOPLE'/><category term='NERVOUS. EXCITED.'/><category term='you make me crazier crazier crazier'/><category term='imy'/><category term='maybe we&apos;re torn apart.. it&apos;s empty.'/><category term='im missing in action'/><category term='my faith in you is fading away'/><category term='SUCKIEST DAY EVER'/><category term='thinking abt you all the time'/><category term='i. am. fine.'/><category term='knee problems T.T'/><category term='helpless'/><category term='away for camp'/><category term='it doesnt matter'/><category term='my phone is back x3'/><category term='The New Year'/><category term='fri-sun.'/><category term='same label as yesterdays'/><category term='blahhblahhblahhh'/><category term='sick and tired.'/><category term='irritation from shaikah is gonna stop. hopefully.'/><category term='istillloveyou'/><category term='PISSED AND REVENGEFUL'/><category term='shagged'/><category term='happy happy happy'/><category term='MUST WATCH'/><category term='hoping to find a way in life.'/><category term='it happened during this time last year'/><category term='SICKKKKKK'/><category term='still very sleepy aft sleeping for 13 hours.'/><category term='eff off pls ...'/><category term='imy.'/><category term='things arent gonna be the same anymore'/><category term='just waiting and waiting and waiting ...'/><category term='maybe not'/><category term='THE MIND OR THE HEART ?'/><category term='the accident'/><category term='ily .'/><category term='BUBU'/><category term='im hiding something under my fringe~'/><title type='text'>Miles away .</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2010/03/hopped-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-5345709606114000167</id><published>2010-03-07T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T15:24:12.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up at 10am today -.- how irritating!!!&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, managed to catch up with all my shows, spent 5 hours on teevee this morning!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. happyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i watched survivor. looking at how things were going there, it kinda scares me. it seriously sucks. it shows that some people are seriously man of their words, but some, just twist and turn and make sure that the they will benefit from it. how selfish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how far can you sacrifice for someone you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd, i know such a disgusting fact. i didnt know someone can actually hate me that much just coz of certain things i do. besides, i dont think she knows the whole bloody story and just assume here and there. now, what kind of attitude is that? im trying to get away as much as i can, i didnt even disturb you at all, but certain things that you say can hurt me that bad. yeah, perhaps, im just sensitive or over-sensitive.. but i feel so maligned. there's so much to say, but all i can say now is, YOU'RE NO BETTER THAN ME. reflect pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and surprisingly, someone actually told my best friend (whom i had known for 7 years) not to trust me when she herself never even talk to me before and only know him abt a year? -.- like wtf? what bloody right do have to say that? and a friend of hers also told my best friend that ive been circulating stories abt him to others. like excuse me, if i wanted to, i would've done it way before he knows all of you -.- like seriously, why are you both doing such stupid things? why are there alot of ppl making up stories to break my friendships with others? i know im not perfect, and i know i do suck sometimes. atittude problem &amp;amp; whatever you guys call it, but its unfair to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk what else to do now. everything's ripping apart. i just hope all these people who are stupid, coward, idiotic and whatever can just go to hell -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-5345709606114000167?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/5345709606114000167/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-2598656356186053902.post-3277430243811472683</id><published>2010-02-27T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T00:23:36.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is so pissing me off!&lt;br /&gt;yknow, sometimes i really feel so sorry for you.&lt;br /&gt;you think that everyone's wrong and what you're doing is always right?&lt;br /&gt;just by doing a small mistake, you made it like as if its such a big fuss.&lt;br /&gt;it's disgusting, gross, sickening, turn off, absurd, nauseating, and blabla.&lt;br /&gt;ur expressions, tones, and actions are detestable.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just wish you can grow up&lt;br /&gt;and stop pretending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-3277430243811472683?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' 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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-2598656356186053902.post-4824503819031467417</id><published>2010-02-19T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T23:18:16.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Numb?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or is it just pure ignorance?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it hurts so much now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is happening?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;ive got to stop crying for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;i just feel like a stupid sore loser now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;tonight's not gonna a good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-1343326641548444183</id><published>2010-02-11T21:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T21:25:11.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guh-reat day today, i must say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sad that it'll be the last time im playing with my dear beautiful teammates. they are really awesome bunch of peeeeople ): its just sad la, that seriously ALL GOOD THINGS MUST COME TO AN END ): but i really had fun today as it's such an awesome daaay! with being able to slowly walk to sch, a rather do-able history test, happy with test results, playing netball with lovely ppl and a box of mcwings with super nice friends! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after reading clara's post, im just loss for words! idk what to say. pft. theres so much to say, but i just dont know how to express coz' such experience and friends are too beautiful for any words to describe them. therefore, i just wanna thank everybody for being such awesome and nice people and i hope that all these blissful memories will stick with us forever. thank you so much and&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt; i love you girls!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs, this awesome day kinda made me realised that &lt;em&gt;when 1 door closes, the other will be open&lt;/em&gt;. coz' im still feeling bitter with small little conflicts that ARE happening. i really do not know where i went wrong- it just happens and i hate such sudden change in things like this. i feel so tired of trying to change myself for the better and finding the fault and just improve on it. i dont feel appreciated at all. although i know that we should not expect anything in return, but i feel so used. it's not a pleasant feeling &amp;amp; i really hope all this bitterness will just slowly fade away. sighzxzx. but nevertheless, thinking of this every night will make me lonely, but exceptionally tonight, i feel so loved! its awesome, and i think im going to have a good sleep tonight with American Idol as the last page of the chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still think this post is pretty pathetic to summarize the whole beautiful and almost-perfect day, but still, its the best i can do, for now at least (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: go to &lt;a href="http://numeroustars.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://numeroustars.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt; for some pictures with super lovely people! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;LASTLY, HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR &amp;amp; HAPPY VALENTINES' DAY EVERYONE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-4303360778280925778</id><published>2010-02-09T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:52:07.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT THE FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID LA.&lt;br /&gt;i feel super insulted now can.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly thought of sth, and i cant believe that people look at me in such a way -.-&lt;br /&gt;like seriously, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even do ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;besides, i understand.. its just that, why such judgements when you really do not know anything, esp, the whole bloody TRUTH.&lt;br /&gt;talking abt fairness?&lt;br /&gt;is it even fair to me?&lt;br /&gt;assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;define. bad. influence. pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im more of disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;i thought 4 years were enough.&lt;br /&gt;i wont pursue the matter,&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless..&lt;br /&gt;i know i have the right to be hurt, and fucking insulted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-4303360778280925778?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/4303360778280925778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=4303360778280925778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4303360778280925778'/><link rel='self' 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style="color:#999999;"&gt;i just wanna sit and stare at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I dont want to talk abt it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and i dont wanna a conversation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i just wanna cry in front of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i dont wanna talk abt it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;cuz' im in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. im feeling so down all of a sudden! ): idk what triggered me, but this hurts. i suddenly miss someone- even dreamt of him last night. what does this supposed to mean! i dont want to repeat those painful, unbearable past.. but thinking back, am i just avoiding just like what others have been telling me, or it is really the truth that i dont want to look back anymore? this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like crying all of a sudden. why??????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really stunned and dumbfounded when i saw you. my heart still skipped a beat. why? idw this to happen. im trying to pull myself together, its working- but how long can this strength last? im tired of crying, but when i look back, i can't help but to still feel this wrenching heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i really miss you.&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/2598656356186053902-1651018659731788756?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/1651018659731788756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-2598656356186053902.post-3255191766693909208</id><published>2010-02-01T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:34:20.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS NOT ME. ITS JUST THAT YOUR SENSE OF FASHION IS COCKED UP. SO MUCH FOR BEING A TRUE FRIEND. THANKS, YOU JUST MADE ME REALISE THAT YOU'RE THE OBSOLETE ONE. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking angry can or not. i really thought you were like some true friend kind of thing.. but this is not the first time you're criticizing me in a way. i thought you're also sensitive, but you're not la. &amp;amp; what makes me angry is that you think u're always right and it's seriously getting on my nerves as days goes by. fuck la seriously. i know i shouldnt say this, but everytime you're doing it over and over again and i really cannot take it anymore. im a human too, and i have feelings. i just dont feel like talking to you and start talking abt topics like that and im just afraid that u'll criticize me over and over again. IM HURT, DO YOU KNOW THAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-3255191766693909208?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/3255191766693909208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=3255191766693909208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3255191766693909208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3255191766693909208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-not-me.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-2848202274255113108</id><published>2010-01-29T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:04:47.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy happy happy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do You Know How Much I Actually Miss You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. yes, sorry for the lack of updates. very busy with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;schooool&lt;/span&gt;~ what else -.- test after test after test. matches after trainings etc. had fun, and stuffs. anyways, i guess today is a pretty happy day for me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was alright, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; early, and i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have to rush to school ^^ lessons were short. funny. weird. and i enjoyed myself! lunch was good. training was AWESOME! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. date with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;davedearie&lt;/span&gt; was fantastic! conclusion : i had a blissful and happy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;! adding on, its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; night and i can sleep late, wake up late and stuffs like that. still planning on what's gonna happen &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;, but its sure gonna be fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sleepy, tired and i kinda regret going back to do something that i know i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; be doing right now. but it is so hard now, and it just continues. sighs. and today, my heart skipped another beat. i hate this kinda feel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yknow&lt;/span&gt;. esp when your mood is sky high, sudden stuffs will happen. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pft&lt;/span&gt;. but its okay, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; trying hard enough. i shall love myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight's gonna be a good night and i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; gonna let anything destroy my beautiful day! :D &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sleeeeepy&lt;/span&gt; and super tired, but ill see how long ill last (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-2848202274255113108?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/2848202274255113108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=2848202274255113108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/2848202274255113108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/2848202274255113108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-you-know-how-much-i-actually-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-7667388444903975851</id><published>2010-01-23T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T01:38:33.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Adam Khoo's workshop was awesome! i love it and seriously, totally changed my impression of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it taught me alot of things. i realised ive been taking things for granted, but now, i can finally feel the importance of everything. including, the urgency to study. i hope to discipline myself and reach out to my current goal and stick to my resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i told my mom everything abt how i really feel all these while, it hurts both of us. esp me, cuz' i cant believe that im still holding on to the unbearable painful fact that happened 5/6 years ago. and till now, 1.36am, im still thinking abt what i said to my mom while my heart is tearing apart. i dont want to start thinking abt the impossible anymore, its just not meant to be. like mom said, ITS FATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs, i guess the workshop is the best one ever. and with that, i hope that i will be able to discipline myself and do what i have to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-7667388444903975851?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/7667388444903975851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=7667388444903975851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7667388444903975851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7667388444903975851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2010/01/adam-khoos-workshop-was-awesome-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-3245967072354431021</id><published>2010-01-12T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:21:14.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i can be overly disturbed by what people have to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's alright -.- so not. only the 2nd day of AEP and im bored and sick and tired of it already. wth. and tomorrw's AEP from 6-8 totally ruined my plans. pft, thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, today was shit. was excited for training till mother tongue class was being such a bore! zz. but nevertheless, looking forward for a better day tomorw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; if you ask me whether im excited or not, my answer will be no. there's no sweetness here, it means more stress. and what will be the best? when people love me for who i am. and tell me, "i love you" when they actually really mean it. How Sweet! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more hours and im so not looking forward! what is wrong with me x.x tsk. i hate such feelings. i really dont want it to come, but now, it is here- soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-3245967072354431021?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/3245967072354431021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=3245967072354431021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3245967072354431021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3245967072354431021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-can-be-overly-disturbed-by-what.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-1747487232640445226</id><published>2010-01-10T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:53:18.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yet so true.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complicated'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanna know how it feels like to be there again. i wanna feel it, once more. it used to be, still cant believe it. oh sighs. this is just Another Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many unfairness in this world, i just gotta live with it. seeing ppl happy, can't help but make me feel very miserable. sounds saddistic, but am not. pure jealousy, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain't gonna return back to that route. please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-1747487232640445226?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/1747487232640445226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=1747487232640445226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1747487232640445226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1747487232640445226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wanna-know-how-it-feels-like-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-6277822978703639784</id><published>2010-01-10T16:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T16:42:20.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Whatever happened to the good old days of basic respect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, sorry for the lack of updates guys! (if there are still ppl reading this super dead blog) anyways, i was quite looking forward to the CCA open house on friday, but it was such a disappointment! tears everywhere, disappointments, rudeness, unfairness. you name it. it IS the worst day ever in the whole of 2010. hahah. but nevertheless, hopefully everybody is feeling better and just, you know, live with it. pft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been fine. butttttt, time seemed so slowwww. i was continously looking at the clock during every lesson. x.x i just wanna get O level exam done and over with. then, i can really slack my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO ANOTHER WEEK OF SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study hard, play harder, sleep hardest! -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-6277822978703639784?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/6277822978703639784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=6277822978703639784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6277822978703639784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6277822978703639784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2010/01/whatever-happened-to-good-old-days-of.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-1683517081376328098</id><published>2009-12-31T17:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:43:53.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay!&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's rounding up their 2009 with lotsa reflections!&lt;br /&gt;So i guess, it got me thinking slightly abit, but since i just wake up like 2hours ago, im still braindead. Buttt, i think that i should still reflect on my terrible behaviour this year! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, i think 2009 is not a productive yaer for me. I feel that ive been slacking my ass off, most of the time. Other than being exposed to a totally different environment and a new stage in school, the rest of the things had been rather okay. And, i realised that ive given up on alot of things this year too and have that kind of heck-care attitude in things that i do. So, yeah, thats why i think that i did not achieve anything in 2009 except for more hatred by people and also giving bad impressions to new people that i know. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Number of friendships being disrupted too this year. Although there were quarrels everywhere, and also bitter moments, i believe that these friendships can be moulded back. Relationship with me and people are getting rather bad too. Parents, sisters, friends. I have no idea why, and this is where my new year's resolutions gonna come in!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i'll keep it simple this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;1. To be a more responsible girl (student, daughter, sister, friend, Singaporean)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;2. Be more positive in things that I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;3. Be nice to everybody and not be rude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;4. To think with a more matured mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;5. Study hard and not skip school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;6. Appreciate every single thing that i have in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;7. Lastly, to stay happy, make sure people i love are happy too, and.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;8. Get over certain painful facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go! Though i still think there are quite a number more, but i shall keep it simple. Hopefully i'll be a better person in the year to come in terms of personality and mindset. I'll try hard to achieve it, and i hope people around me will help me too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thank you everyone for making 2009 not as boring or miserable as i thought it would be. I agree, it is rather a bad year for mostly everybody around me. With deaths, beautiful relationships were broken and many unhappy moments. Therefore, i hope everyone will take it easy and take it as an experience and a lesson learnt. Thank you for being there and making me smile, you know who you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: in order to get into the mood of doing reflection, listen to slow songs and rather emotional ones. hahah! it helps. for me, at least :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm not looking forward to 2010, due to the many busy schedules esp gonna caught up with studies! but, since things like these are inevitable, i shall learn to accept it with a positive mindset! :D im afraid, but i am going to take things easy in 2010! Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-1683517081376328098?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/1683517081376328098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=1683517081376328098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1683517081376328098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1683517081376328098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/12/okay-everybodys-rounding-up-their-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-4664775696497815024</id><published>2009-12-24T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T16:52:17.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; before i forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everybody will have a blessed christmas day and stay happy always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Shaikah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-4664775696497815024?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/4664775696497815024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=4664775696497815024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4664775696497815024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4664775696497815024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/12/before-i-forget-merry-christmas-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-1138247944696282071</id><published>2009-12-21T18:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T18:58:12.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAH. okay, me and dad is now back to the fun and loving father&amp;amp;daughter. hahah, sometimes he really really gets on my nerves -.- zz, but oh well, glad things are better now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i feel so happyyy during the hols! got to do what i wanted, and yearning for. stayovers, sleepovers, chalets, bbq, games, feast, crazy nights, food, food and more food. hahaha, ive been eating alot, seriously. esp during the chalet over the weekends, i can just die. and now, i really feel fat. my tummy's bloated. and my bedtime is like totally gonecase already -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, life's back on track. gotta get back to the ever boring reality with school, homeworks, irritating ppl, and studies. hahah. yeah, just got to know that there's actually ALOT ALOT ALOT OF HOMEWORKS, AND I HAVE NOT STARTED YET. includ revisions and all, i guess i really should chiong like there's no tomorrow. sighs, thinking of this just turns everybody off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andddd, itchy hand again. i know i shouldn't, but things just got to happen. i know im being such a hypocrite here, but i just want to avoid and get away from this painful fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i'm fine. since there's always light at the end of every tunnel (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-1138247944696282071?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/1138247944696282071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=1138247944696282071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1138247944696282071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1138247944696282071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/12/hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-7063662296285991968</id><published>2009-12-17T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T16:04:24.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUST QUARRELLED WITH DAD OVER THE PHONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCKING ASSHOLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UNREASONABLE SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally spoilt my day. already in the morning was greeted by a stupid bad stomach cramp, and PMS moments. and now, this? SUPER FUCKED UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REALLY CANT STAND THE FUCKING HOT-TEMPERED SIDE OF MY DAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUST HOPEFULLY I DONT INHERIT THAT FROM HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TSK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loooking forward for a better night, HOPEFULLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-7063662296285991968?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/7063662296285991968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=7063662296285991968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7063662296285991968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7063662296285991968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-quarrelled-with-dad-over-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-2370226581018823320</id><published>2009-12-13T02:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T03:35:26.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something really got me thinking tonight. long post ahead~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been into all kinda of situations before, i dare not say that i have better experience than anybody, but i believe that those are enough to actually judge certain things.. and to be in this situation that cause me to still have such a feeling in me, it is even harder to ignore it, and even way harder to aknowledge it. i'd made a vow, i swore. i know that i gotta stop all these in order to finally act normal, but i made a terrible mistake tonight. after being proud of my success, i actually peeped, and my heart kinda stopped beating. i suddenly feel disappointed with myself for letting it affect me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am, questioning myself - why this feeling? what is happening? i thought... i thought... and i thought. but those were just assumptions, i guess, the true feeling is just there, but im avoiding it, &amp;amp; im not sure whether that is a good thing or not. i thought avoiding and ignoring will slowly fade things away, but it is making things worse coz' once you find out the real truth beneath everything, you just feel so stupid, dumb, idiotic and totally brainless. AND THAT IS WHAT IM FEELING NOW. stupid, seriously, i feel very stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am on the verge of crying now, but as i promise, NO MORE TEARS. sighs, this is a disappointing night; unveiling a deadly truth. a truth that has been kept for like almost 2 years now. it has been so long, huh? too long. i can never feel anymore dumber than this. nevertheless, i will get over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-2370226581018823320?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/2370226581018823320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=2370226581018823320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/2370226581018823320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/2370226581018823320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/12/something-really-got-me-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-5931616349973114585</id><published>2009-12-13T02:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T02:52:31.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been so long huh? well, been pretty okay these days. only that bodyclock is totally screwed up.. sleeping at 5-6am in the morning and waking up almost 12 hours later -.- (unless there's a need to wake up early and such). anddd, i had fun during this hols! hahah, almost everything ive been craving for and wishing for is done! :D oh ya! talking abt that, ive been eating ALOTTTTTTTTTTT. esp at such a time.. like instant noodles, mac deliveries and all kinds of junk food in the middle of the night - now even trainings cant help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive not started on any homework. and have not buy my books yet.. and my foolscap too! I PROMISE THAT ILL START SOON, VERY SOON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-5931616349973114585?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/5931616349973114585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=5931616349973114585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/5931616349973114585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/5931616349973114585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-so-long-huh-well-been-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-4158599427353478671</id><published>2009-11-25T18:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T19:01:04.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DANGLING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dangle, dangly, dangling, tangle, tangling, tangly&lt;/span&gt;. these were the words for yesterday. hahah! so irritating laah. tsk, but oh well. ahaha, anyways, im enjoying my holidayyyyy! sleeping like 3-4am in the morning and waking up after 2pm. LOL! and as i was on the comp last night, i got hungry at abt 2+. so i went to grab a packet of &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Chipster!&lt;/span&gt; andddd its like super saltyyyy la x.x stupid man, spoil my night -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yah, anyways, i always got a sudden temptation to do my work (yes, random), but in the end.. I DO NOT HAVE ANY FOOLSCAP PAPER. i know its like stupid excuse la, and ill always forget to buy -.- and when i realise that i need it, the shops are not open. ahaha, its okay, im going to buy my books first (unlike last year, i bought the books on the last day of hols LOL!) , and hopefully, to start my homework, which clara has been stressing since ytd. haha, hopefully she IS focussing on doing it now, so the next time i see her, she wont keep saying, "ahh! i got so many homeworks lehh!" hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kay, actually, ive got nothing to blog anymore. im waiting for 7pm so that i can watch teevee! hahah, so i guess everybody out there, enjoy your holidays and DO YOUR HOMEWORK. hahaha! bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sw0N_kmXH2I/AAAAAAAAAb4/50I_Hx9FJlQ/s1600/14731_184790159100_666959100_2796912_2718003_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407994113349328738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sw0N_kmXH2I/AAAAAAAAAb4/50I_Hx9FJlQ/s320/14731_184790159100_666959100_2796912_2718003_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-4158599427353478671?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/4158599427353478671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=4158599427353478671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4158599427353478671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4158599427353478671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/11/dangling.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sw0N_kmXH2I/AAAAAAAAAb4/50I_Hx9FJlQ/s72-c/14731_184790159100_666959100_2796912_2718003_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-4457561017331569342</id><published>2009-11-21T20:03:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T20:33:11.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;BULLSHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello. hadnt been in school cause was super sick on thursday x.x and i thought i was really gonna return to Him and not wait till 2012. ha, oh well. thank god that everything's fine now.. anyways! school is super fucked up. some teachers actually dont believe that im really sick. haha, but seriously, stalk my blog for all i care. i think your actions are just disgusting -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anddd, friday was a total shit. went back sch to get the books and went back home cause i was still weak and unwell etc. and thennnn, some unfairness stuffs happened. bullshit lorh. UNFAIR, BIAS, IDIOTS. super unfair to us la. am still angry whenever i think abt this. super nonsensical that i think they should reflect on themselves. go look back at the attendance list la! blind bears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANWAYYYYYY. ENOUGH OF EVERYTHING. I WAS LOOKING AT SOME PICTURES AND LAUGHED MY ASS OFF. HERE ARE SOME! TOTALLY HILARIOUS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Swfc4SfD_CI/AAAAAAAAAbg/l0Mgv0hpTGs/s1600/P1040228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406532737274477602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Swfc4SfD_CI/AAAAAAAAAbg/l0Mgv0hpTGs/s320/P1040228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;look at that boy's retarded constipated face la! hahaha. but anyways, this was quite some time back.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SwfaEuCaO3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/yc94ftSRJuk/s1600/Photo0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 292px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406529652294040434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SwfaEuCaO3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/yc94ftSRJuk/s320/Photo0041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SwfaEy55ZJI/AAAAAAAAAbY/D7jJZRmZSyk/s1600/Photo0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 296px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406529653600511122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SwfaEy55ZJI/AAAAAAAAAbY/D7jJZRmZSyk/s320/Photo0050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SwfaENYJBoI/AAAAAAAAAbI/jrPyq9z-QNg/s1600/Photo0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 290px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406529643526817410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SwfaENYJBoI/AAAAAAAAAbI/jrPyq9z-QNg/s320/Photo0039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SwfaDQb0MMI/AAAAAAAAAa4/ZlUkUwWwQ8o/s1600/Photo0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 293px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406529627167666370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SwfaDQb0MMI/AAAAAAAAAa4/ZlUkUwWwQ8o/s320/Photo0027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha, i cant bowl at all la. look at my posture and everything -.- like who the hell bowls like this! and every single time like the same posture oneee. super retarded. butttt the worst and most embarassing picture is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SwfaDyYfrgI/AAAAAAAAAbA/TZKJ3EZkmZM/s1600/Photo0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406529636280544770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SwfaDyYfrgI/AAAAAAAAAbA/TZKJ3EZkmZM/s320/Photo0034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA. is when i actually threw the ball &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;backwards&lt;/span&gt; and it rolled to the back instead of down the aisle. HAHAHA! super embarassing till i can roll myself in the gutter x.x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT BOWLING IS FUN! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;SO EVERYBODY, LETS GO ON A BOWLING DATE WITH MEEEEE.&lt;/span&gt; ahahaha. sorry if these pictures are not funny to you, but those are extremely funny to me. hohoh. its crazy that these pictures can make me laugh so hard! hhahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH OH! AND THE COMP IS NOW IN MY ROOM. HAHAHA. I CAN NOW JUST STAY IN MY ROOM AND NEVER LEAVE IT.&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/2598656356186053902-4457561017331569342?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/4457561017331569342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=4457561017331569342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4457561017331569342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4457561017331569342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/11/bullshit.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Swfc4SfD_CI/AAAAAAAAAbg/l0Mgv0hpTGs/s72-c/P1040228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-9054419228745040276</id><published>2009-11-17T22:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:00:37.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;J&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;Y&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; M&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; H&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;Y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahah. when i was on the bus on my way back home, alot of things kinda made me think alot. &amp;amp; randomly, i thought of something. something that made me smile at least. haha, it was a nice feeling. anyway, ya, i miss mike. i think there wasnt much drama or corrupted break-up, except for the forced-to-split thing, but overall, it was really a peaceful relationship. and i miss him alot! hopefully to really see him soon and catch up! hopefully, he'll be out soon! haha, whenever i talk abt him, i just cant help but smile. aw. okay, enough abt him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, dave is a nice boy! couldnt meet him for almost a month as both of us were busy, and lately, we kinda got some argument. but ytd was well spent with him. dinner was such a happy-go-lucky thing and we just laughed our ass off everywhere every minute. haha, yeah, overall, he's nice and i love him alot alot alot! hahaha. (see! this para is dedicated to you ok! dont say i never care abt cha! hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alriiiight. what kind of post is this, i do not know. but anyways, school has been such a bore &amp;amp; im skipping every single day of it and this makes me such a happy girl! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. and lately, ive been praticing self-control thingy and so far, it is showing a positive signs. no more blog-hopping = no more disappointments &amp;amp; heartbreaks! HAHAH. okay, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. i dont know what to do. i feel like studying, or doing my homework. but all my books are in school and i do not have any writing pad! HAH, this ALWAYS happens when i got a sudden motivation -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-9054419228745040276?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/9054419228745040276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=9054419228745040276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/9054419228745040276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/9054419228745040276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/11/e-n-j-o-y-i-n-g-m-y-h-o-l-i-d-y.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-6600572615269102376</id><published>2009-11-12T13:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:07:16.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it doesnt matter'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everybody's happy now.&lt;br /&gt;but i am not.&lt;br /&gt;no, im not trying to act emo or whatev.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i dont feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i thought those sacrifices made will actually mean something to you, but it turns out that you dont even care, and worst, you're still thinking that im not a good friend to you. know what, youve changed, and i know the reason why. ive been there before, obv i know. ive changed too, but everytime when i try, it just seems to the others that im doing something bad, unfair and mean to you, when everything actually means i care for you. i dont think i deserve such treatment, because in the first place, it was all a misunderstanding. i thought you understnd, but it turns out that you doubt me even more. im so tired of trying to mend this anymore. perhaps you may think that there is actually nothing to mend, but we both know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs, i think everyone's the same. once they got IT, they don't even care about the rest of IT.. and i know, cause i was there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel the sense of belonging anymore, but i don't really care. perhaps, i should just take a break, and hopefully, im not thinking too deep abt this matter. sighhhhs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-6600572615269102376?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/6600572615269102376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=6600572615269102376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6600572615269102376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6600572615269102376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/11/everybodys-happy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-7682307823490808052</id><published>2009-11-02T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:54:02.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i. am. fine.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUCH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;didnt know it could hurt that bad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;shit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it. gonna go spend some quality time with  my dear maaalatheee.&lt;br /&gt;byyyye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;i guess i was too naive, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;pretty shocking, i guess?&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/2598656356186053902-7682307823490808052?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/7682307823490808052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=7682307823490808052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7682307823490808052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7682307823490808052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/11/ouch.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-1936122232960689261</id><published>2009-10-30T20:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T21:05:06.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;WHERE OH WHERE CAN MY BABY BE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been spending days with the girls these days.. hahaha. crapped alot, played alot and its just pure carefree life. fun, joy &amp;amp; laughter. hahaha . if only such moments could last as long as it can. i feel so tired whenever the thought of the extra lessons during the hols just struck my mind sometimes. im lazy and tired of going back to the books and sitting in class during lessons and all -.- zz. so borinnnngggg righhhhht. pft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, but anyways, today was the Dikir Barat performance and i think we did not too bad. kinda screwed up abit here and there, but i guess, overall was okay. hahah, really proud of ourselves. im sooo goonna miss alot of thingggs ): the practices, shouting and pissed off moments. HAHA, AND OBVIOUS-GOSSIP SESSIONS with the girls. LOL! was great, and definitely, this performance will be etched in my mind &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;4eva&lt;/span&gt;. hahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;zz. i dont know, i just think that you are doing certain things on purpose to get me away.. it hurts so bad. and i dont know why, although it still hurts so much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; im just going on with it. why oh why. don't stop/comfort me, cause we both know that when certain things happened, nothing can ever heal the broken heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(no, im not pretending to be emo or what shit. im just voicing out how i feel. thoughts may wander anywhere when the moment comes)&lt;/span&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/2598656356186053902-1936122232960689261?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/1936122232960689261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=1936122232960689261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1936122232960689261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1936122232960689261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-oh-where-can-my-baby-be-had-been.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-412731198887522841</id><published>2009-10-24T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T23:26:43.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;MIGRAINE. AND THERE IS NO MEDICINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the medicine that my doc prescribed me is gone. i have no idea where it is. and mom accused me of overdosing myself -.- and now, this stupid migraine is acting up again.. and im forcing myself to sleep, but i can't. im feeling kinda torn up inside, and just afraid of certain things. &amp;amp; im waiting for my sister to come back so i can tell her my problems, but she's not home yetttt. tried to play bejeweled while waiting for her, and its not helping cause my head is gonna burst anytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. how bad can this get.. zz. and im just so afraid . i dont know if im paranoid or what, but i am just scared ): i tried to drown everything into my sleep, but those images keep appearing in my mind and i cant sleep, though im feeling so sleepy and all, and even though ive been sleeping for like more than 12 hours this week! &gt;.&lt; I HATE THIS KINDA SITUATION. and adding on, i have to wake up early tomorrow -.- zzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, i shall stop ranting and force my head under my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-412731198887522841?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/412731198887522841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=412731198887522841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/412731198887522841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/412731198887522841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/10/migraine.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-6712981869839386287</id><published>2009-10-23T21:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:36:55.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helllow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh. i guess things are just not the way it has to be. there are many other things that one have to achieve before getting what they want. its pretty sad actually that just because of 1 important thing, the other strong points are abandoned and in the end, everybody has to give it up. we both know what we feel for each other, but for the sake of those "things", i guess we'll just have to give it up afterall. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;it's okay, i guess im going to take it easy! :D&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;not too sure if i can or not. but im gonna try to do it cause i have to see certain things everyday, and if i have not, things will get really bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyyys, results are back! rather shocked at some, seriously. like my humans! hahah . "holidays" are finally hereee! some plans are done, some are carried out and i had fun ! ^^ hm, okie. gotta go for "hunting" already. LOL, byebye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my post is rather general. so, dont think too much uh. and i think some people wont get what im trying to say, but yea, its okay . i dont know what im talking abt also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;btw, im not sure. is it just me being sensitive, or paranoid?&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/2598656356186053902-6712981869839386287?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/6712981869839386287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=6712981869839386287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6712981869839386287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6712981869839386287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/10/helllow.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-974923205929503698</id><published>2009-10-20T20:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T21:00:26.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;3/7 CHALET.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was not too bad . rather fun with all the screaming, laughter, pissed off moments, gossiping &amp;amp; all. so, briefly describe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;firstly, met up with the committee members, got the food. ate something light and slack around.. then booked in, played cards and all . ahahah, then playplayplayplay. took lotsa pictures! vb, and bbq after that. thennn, haunted house . was not bad luh, thanks for the effort put in :D then, rushed to movies . took cab with 7 peopleee! :D hahaha. it was niiiice. then, ran here and there to get drinks, but all shops closed -.- we gotta settle with MINERAL WATER. hahah oh ya, before that was took some neoprints with the girls aft gazillion years! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then watched 500 days of summer which was rather unique and worth watching! and got lost while walking back to the chalet. hhaha, was already rather tired &amp;amp; sleepy aft that. played truth or dare, cards, short ghost story-telling. sunrise, and rested for an hour! breakfast at mac and homesweethome. was already so exhausted laaa -.----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup, OVERALL, THE CHALET'S AWESOME! thanks for all the fun, joy &amp;amp; laughter, 3/7! see ya tomorrow, lucks for all the results! (&amp;amp; i need that the most -.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/St2w2KRV_uI/AAAAAAAAAaI/gsk3J_EzyeY/s1600-h/8521_1193633693894_1619989991_485836_3974986_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394662373176245986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/St2w2KRV_uI/AAAAAAAAAaI/gsk3J_EzyeY/s320/8521_1193633693894_1619989991_485836_3974986_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/St2w4AidXBI/AAAAAAAAAao/QvGsAm8Ak6w/s1600-h/10230_1092437646250_1685796972_196702_2557621_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394662404923415570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/St2w4AidXBI/AAAAAAAAAao/QvGsAm8Ak6w/s320/10230_1092437646250_1685796972_196702_2557621_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/St2w3GaL8BI/AAAAAAAAAaY/0z0_08k3FRQ/s1600-h/8521_1193634653918_1619989991_485858_6289183_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394662389319462930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/St2w3GaL8BI/AAAAAAAAAaY/0z0_08k3FRQ/s320/8521_1193634653918_1619989991_485858_6289183_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/St2w3u1y_II/AAAAAAAAAag/BaqLRrVchiw/s1600-h/8521_1193636373961_1619989991_485901_4887458_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394662400172686466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/St2w3u1y_II/AAAAAAAAAag/BaqLRrVchiw/s320/8521_1193636373961_1619989991_485901_4887458_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;nap wasn't nice -.- kept waking up for stupid reasons. feeling abit sick and freakin' tired now. hopefully to make it to school tomorrow! hahah .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah, alright, im gonna open my bills for this monthhh . hahah, ive been controllinggggg!&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/2598656356186053902-974923205929503698?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/974923205929503698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=974923205929503698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/974923205929503698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/974923205929503698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/10/37-chalet.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/St2w2KRV_uI/AAAAAAAAAaI/gsk3J_EzyeY/s72-c/8521_1193633693894_1619989991_485836_3974986_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-8458002511538554209</id><published>2009-10-18T22:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:05:22.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ECP WITH BABYGIRLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was awesome . LOL. and everybody is gonna kill malathe on wednesday. but overall, the outing was a blast, and everybody had fun. hahaha, yaaaa, WE SAW VASANTHAM STAR at VIVO! :D&lt;br /&gt;andddd, the taxi driver was nice, and the whole cycling thing was a killer. yea, and i am badly burnt by the sun . thanks alot. hm, other details abt the trip is in the people's bloggggs. so, just hop around ! gotta rush. byeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Ststpk3e91I/AAAAAAAAAaA/jpivCU_SgQ0/s1600-h/DSC01198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393955171000579922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Ststpk3e91I/AAAAAAAAAaA/jpivCU_SgQ0/s320/DSC01198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/StstotrvTeI/AAAAAAAAAZw/GHk7s3-6SzU/s1600-h/DSC01277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393955156187368930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/StstotrvTeI/AAAAAAAAAZw/GHk7s3-6SzU/s320/DSC01277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/StstpFJNEDI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/AabJLUwN_P0/s1600-h/DSC01276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393955162484969522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/StstpFJNEDI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/AabJLUwN_P0/s320/DSC01276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all unglam, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;FORCED POUT&lt;/span&gt; pictures are in fb and some blogs. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;p.s ; the shades belongs to natasha. (and i am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;forced&lt;/span&gt; to put it on)&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. AND I HAD LOTSA FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THANKS GIRLS FOR BEING SUCH IRRITATING PEOPLE THAT CAN CRACK EVERYBODY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SORRY MEIQI, FOR YOUR LOSS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;ANDDD. LOVE YOU GIRLS!&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/2598656356186053902-8458002511538554209?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/8458002511538554209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=8458002511538554209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/8458002511538554209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/8458002511538554209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/10/ecp-with-babygirls-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Ststpk3e91I/AAAAAAAAAaA/jpivCU_SgQ0/s72-c/DSC01198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-7416672229496590206</id><published>2009-10-09T19:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T20:13:25.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;THAT IS JUST SO OBVIOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i think people should really think twice before doing things that may hurt others. yeah, it can apply to ANYTHING. so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; claim that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; a loser here or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sth&lt;/span&gt; -.- but anyway, many things are always appearing right in front of my face, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; it does, it doesn't hurt as much as it used to be. perhaps, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; just used to it as i am consistently avoiding myself from it, and i guess, it is already a habit to do so. though i still think that, certain things are better left unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and the more you're trying to show sympathy, or guilt, the more i feel that you're a sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;okaaay&lt;/span&gt;. whatever. so had been studying i guess? and its so last minute and i feel that it IS important to start revising earlier on and not just a day before the paper -.- it has always worked for me, but i guess, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; wrong, for now. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zz&lt;/span&gt;. been sleeping late, waking up early and all.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, not my fault that i can only absorb stuffs at night -.- yeah, looks like The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eyebags&lt;/span&gt; are gonna get heavier ): &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; ! but anyways, totally gave up for SS. rather disappointed for geog -.- guess gonna flunk some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;subjs&lt;/span&gt; this EYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well . not gonna whine, just gotta try to work hard. besides, i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think there is such word as stupidity. everyone is given the same tools, is just whether you are willing to take it up, or not. so don't look down on people just because your results are like the top in the universe or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sth&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA WATCH &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SEX&amp;amp;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;THECITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AGAIN CAUSE IT TEACHES ME &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; OF THINGS AND GIVES ME HOPE. (not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; the sex part &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; -.-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-7416672229496590206?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/7416672229496590206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=7416672229496590206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7416672229496590206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7416672229496590206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/10/that-is-just-so-obvious.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-3552249630620818859</id><published>2009-10-04T13:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T14:39:30.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, realised that i have not been updating my blog eh (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways, this whole week, i had been staying back aft school at mac planning to STUDY with different people, but all attempts, FAILED. okay, they at least did some things, but i just stone there and laughed. hahah . i did not study anything for the whole week la. and obvly, im not ready for ANY papers at all -.- i screwed up my malay p1 though, but hopefully, it is not that bad. I WANNA PASS MY MT! so, yah, just some pictures to share.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Ssg-f0Spa1I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Mf9TwL9DERo/s1600-h/P011009_19.24_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388625670482520914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Ssg-f0Spa1I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Mf9TwL9DERo/s320/P011009_19.24_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the best pic i can find.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cause meiqi got short hands, and she cant take pictures properly (;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, okay, joking! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;sooo. yeah, and on saturday (which is ytd, 03oct), for &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;THE FIRST TIME IN MY WHOLE LIFE,&lt;/span&gt; i went raya with my friends . haha, yeah, people frm my malay class . yeah, im not enthu for raya cause of many reasons, but anyways, it was not too bad . rather fun &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;AND SUPER NOISY&lt;/span&gt;. esp with 4 bimbos sharing 1 small umbrella and walking quite a long distance. hahah, yup . and laughed alot and everything . was fun luh. pictures are not with me.. so, just blog-hop or facebook or sth to find the pics! :D &lt;/div&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SshAQ1KrpqI/AAAAAAAAAZo/8hy0T_7yjko/s1600-h/DSC02111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388627612042765986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SshAQ1KrpqI/AAAAAAAAAZo/8hy0T_7yjko/s320/DSC02111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SshAQEKZQLI/AAAAAAAAAZY/OgmqL6wajoc/s1600-h/DSC02108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388627598888222898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SshAQEKZQLI/AAAAAAAAAZY/OgmqL6wajoc/s320/DSC02108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388627606897270450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SshAQh_5nrI/AAAAAAAAAZg/I1KecWgAO6M/s320/DSC02107.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, me and ika tried taking pictures so many times.. but everything looks the same -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha, so we decided not to take anymore cause we look rather funny . LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YUPP. bad hair day for me, cause of the rain . tskkk.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i enjoyed myself! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off to study now, HOPEFULLY!&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/2598656356186053902-3552249630620818859?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/3552249630620818859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=3552249630620818859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3552249630620818859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3552249630620818859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/10/haha-realised-that-i-have-not-been.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Ssg-f0Spa1I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Mf9TwL9DERo/s72-c/P011009_19.24_%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-2303127315211631167</id><published>2009-09-28T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:29:51.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sighs . what a day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, was so sleepy and i did not really have a nice sleep . reach school, almost doze off for the first few periods. ss was -.- and maths was not too bad . hahah blablabla, went home aft that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;my mood just got dampen after it happened. its a kind of feeling when you're totally vexed and chose not to care, but actually, deep inside, it's th opposite . this sucks man. i thought i wont be affected, but my mood totally got disturbed, sucks coz' it got me thinking about things all over again! oh sighs. and once i reached home, aft lunch, i just want to sleep, so i blasted my music and all but- it turned out that i did not really got a nice sleep -.- tsk, worst, it's a kind of feeling when you feel like crying all out, but you can't cry, at all. how pathetic! OH WELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways . I HAVE NOT START MY REVISION YET. AND I KNOW IM GOING TO DIE. planned to do geog today, but totally no mood ): god . someone save me man! so panic to see everybody so focus laaaah. tskk . nevermind, today will be the last slacking day! INTENSIVE REVISION STARTS TMR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to poker in facebook! (yeah, i know, like a loser) hahah . okay, byebye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-2303127315211631167?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/2303127315211631167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=2303127315211631167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/2303127315211631167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/2303127315211631167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/09/sighs.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-3098401697772465558</id><published>2009-09-27T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:43:25.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellow! it's been some time eh. hahah . been busy with school lately . some stupid extra classes EVERY SINGLE DAY that tires me out ): hahah . and yes, i still have not start my revision yet D; thatttt sucks. cause i promised myself to mug like an asshole during the 1 week holiday, but in the end, i did not . then supposed to get serious during lessons, but still, failed. and everybody started their revision already! but here i am, still very lazy -.- sigh oh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, initially, today's plan was to study. yes. supposed to meet before 1pm, but we both woke up at 1 instead! hahah . then chat on phone and all, met at 3. ate, and laziness struck! haha . then in the end, never study for THE WHOLE DAY . hahaha, but its not wasted. went over his house and slack like asses. watched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sr4-3XCbF1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/hgrrFv3XRWE/s1600-h/1_front_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sr4-3XCbF1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/hgrrFv3XRWE/s320/1_front_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385811325179598674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, its a very nice movie . yes, not because of the sex scenes, the whole meaning behind it IS good . better than, 'he's just not that into you'.. this movie can make you cry! and seriously, im rating it - 10000stars over 10stars! :D hahah . it was nice luh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, after lazing around, lying down, rolling here and there, we decided to get dinner! went clementi and eateateat. then slacked around clementi area . the HDB area there is a like condo! must go quite deep luh, but it was nice ! so, we slacked there and sing like nobody's business . andddd, after getting irritated by so many insects, we went off abt 10. planned to stayover his house, butttt, plan cancelled coz' hafta go out with fam tmr! -.- zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a great day! it was worth it although we did not study the whole day . yay . (anyways, name of the person not mentioned due to some personal reason, not acting secretive to attract attention or anyth uh!) hahah . i love this person and stayover next sat okayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup . just wanna keep an update hereee . if not, SOMEONE thinks that my blog is no longer in use. HAHAH. alright, byeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-3098401697772465558?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/3098401697772465558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=3098401697772465558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3098401697772465558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3098401697772465558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/09/hellow-its-been-some-time-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sr4-3XCbF1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/hgrrFv3XRWE/s72-c/1_front_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-3562723228493637375</id><published>2009-09-17T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:56:10.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>erhhhhh . im feel so sick now. cause i watched the video that joshua &amp;amp; ee chang had been talking abt just now in class . its abt some guy supposed to jump into the sea, bt he somehow had a fault jump and his head knda break into two, and they showed it in the video ! and worst, the whole sea was full of bloooood x.x if you got the guts, can watch it. &lt;a href="http://www.iamboredr.com/media/14525/Freak_Accident_Split_His_Head_Into_two/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.iamboredr.com/media/14525/Freak_Accident_Split_His_Head_Into_two/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i watched it for the 3rd time to show to my dad, and im feeling more sick x.x ergggg, so gross . i shall not watch it anymore! hopefully i can sleep tonightttt . haha . alright, school sucks anyways . some extra class everyday and end so late -.- and this whole week, im home at abt 6 or 7 plus due to stuffs and all . tiringggg! but surprisingly, i paid attention in class today . as in, i dont really feel sleepy &amp;amp; i can focus ^^ haha . yup, tmr's friday! end of the week agaaain, weekends are here . speakng of that, i have not start my revision. and this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i hope i am just seeing things, but i guess... i am not, afterall .&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/2598656356186053902-3562723228493637375?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/3562723228493637375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=3562723228493637375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3562723228493637375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3562723228493637375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/09/erhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-8167208959183559917</id><published>2009-09-11T03:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T03:28:59.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 330am &amp;amp; i cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;we just put down the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;we finally crossed the path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but i dont know what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and how to face you on monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;im not sad, nor happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i dont know what im feeling either.&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/2598656356186053902-8167208959183559917?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/8167208959183559917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=8167208959183559917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/8167208959183559917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/8167208959183559917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-330am-i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-7725800580227046643</id><published>2009-09-08T11:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:26:00.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what is happening to the world today? where is the respect that everyone deserves? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; heard so much and seen so much. i felt it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sad to see, there we are trying so hard just to please someone. but others, take it differently. like, we're desperate or something? think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; it, don't you just do everything and give your all in the things you do? it's the same in a relationship isn't it? what's the point when you hesitate so much to show your love just because you're afraid that the other party might think highly of themselves. why is there insecurity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody is scared to lose their loved one. some even go to the extend of satisfying the other party's needs just to keep them by their side. but in the end, they are dumped with so much pain and regret in them. it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; feel good, isn't it? but there are people doing this, &amp;amp; even two-timing? what is this? fling, and a relationship are 2 different things. in r/s, you commit yourself to it. you respect the other party. show all your love, care &amp;amp; concern and just give your all. but now, everything is mixed up. people use the term 'love' just to lure them into bed, isn't it? and once they get what they want, you'll be dumped. pain, torture and suffering. afraid to trust anybody again, feeling insecure all over, and it is all because of that heartless bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is the basic respect to women? well, MOST of the guys think that they have nothing to lose. but gladly, there are some who think otherwise, which is good, i guess. some, just toy with people's feelings. with all those sweet-nothings, they just love the attention that people surrounding them are giving them. they flirt discreetly even if they are attached. and some, claimed that they love you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;, but in time to come, they just disappear. nowhere to be seen, unable to be contacted. why? where are all the commitments that being promised before? just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; do it, if you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; mean it. others might not have the same simple, idiotic and playful mindset like you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when you hurt the other party, you'll just pretend that it is none of your business. some even claim that, oh-i-cant-get-over-you-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt;-come-back-to-me-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt;-i-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stilll&lt;/span&gt;-love-you, but the next day, or week, there- that same person flirting around and getting a new partner. contradicting. very. promises? those are just lies. lies- big or small, they are still lies which can hurt anybody deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not trying to sound like a loser here, but such things do happen . and it happened to the people i know, and it hurts so bad to see that such heartless people actually exist . it pains me to see people crying till they fall sick over someone who had ridiculed them . i was there, and i know how it feels like . &amp;amp; these people are my friends, i cant help them, they have to pull themselves back up by themselves . i can only be there for them, and the feeling is so helpless cause no matter how hard you try to help, you just can't, cause the only one that can help is, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the person herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to my friends (you know who you are), i will always be there okay! hang on there, stay strong . iloveyou.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-1682709028175887596</id><published>2009-09-02T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:04:01.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i wish i understood'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;halfway there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's going on well in my life currently i guess?&lt;br /&gt;well, its back to the boring routine .&lt;br /&gt;wake up early, eat, sleep, schoolschoolschool, home, sleep, eat.&lt;br /&gt;everything else is doing okay, except for school .&lt;br /&gt;cause its boring, and lessons are pathetically draggy -.-&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, hope my life stays this way .&lt;br /&gt;cause i know it can't get any better, but it can be worsen by things.&lt;br /&gt;so, hopefully, those things won't come.&lt;br /&gt;hahah .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-1682709028175887596?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/1682709028175887596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=1682709028175887596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1682709028175887596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1682709028175887596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/09/halfway-there.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-4755079142614358048</id><published>2009-08-31T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T00:10:15.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt;. today &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; that bad &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;afterall&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; . anyways, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blogger's&lt;/span&gt; back to her/his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ownself&lt;/span&gt; eh? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaaaaa&lt;/span&gt; . i was seriously wondering . its like, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; been trying to make things calm for everybody . trying to make &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; happy and just be there for them when they need someone . but i feel that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; treated slightly unfairly and always been a punching bag, and even, to be scolded and malign of things that i never even &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doooo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wthhh&lt;/span&gt; . forget it man, such things can never be solve -.- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zz&lt;/span&gt;. ha, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt; what's with me. maybe, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; just lacking of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sleeeeeep&lt;/span&gt; x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, i slept for only 2 hours last night &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt;' i couldn't sleep . and i had to wake up at 5 to eat, and i cant sleep again aft that -.- and i went to school :D &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prouddd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;notttt&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;amp;yeah, slept for another 2 hours when i reach home.. and now, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; still quite tired, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; sleepy.. but i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; gonna sleep tonight cause &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; to be there for my sister! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, her temp suddenly shot so high just now, 39.2 degree &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Celsius . wthhh. was so shocked lah! so yeah, been taking care of her and such . so, i shall keep awake for the whole night, IN CASE anything happens ^^ i know im nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;okieee. im having some stupid leg cramp thingy &amp;amp; it hurts likeeee efffff. but everyone's sleeping alreaaady ! and im alone in the living room -.- idk what to post. just that, im very tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-4755079142614358048?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/4755079142614358048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=4755079142614358048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4755079142614358048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4755079142614358048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahhh_31.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-4541283181933837756</id><published>2009-08-23T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T19:09:56.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh. stupid blogger again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind, juust a short update! i cant sleep last night -.- so i was playing comp till abt 3am. then, everybody's asleep and im bored, so decided to go to meiji's house since we've got so much to catch up! :D cabbed there and blablabla . had my morning breakfast and then by 6, still cant sleep ): we purposely watch some lame show abt trees and fell asleep at the sofa . ahaha! then 2 hours later, i found myself on her bed. hahaa! too scandalous. thennnnn.. by 9am, rush home to sleep. hahah, but cant really sleep peacefully! -.- and now, my head hurts like crap ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. school starts again tmr -.- so boring . oh well, off to break fast now! byebye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: thanks sarahMEIJI for everything (: dont cry anymore okiiieee. i love you! hopefully, next weekend ill drop by again to have our breakfast ^^ hahaha .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-4541283181933837756?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/4541283181933837756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=4541283181933837756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4541283181933837756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4541283181933837756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahhh_23.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-1185917137305178792</id><published>2009-08-22T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T00:27:32.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"i know i did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of stupid shits, but i know &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; closer in finding someone than you are!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, caught 'he's just not that into you' again.. made me cry again! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; talking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; me in her blog, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not sure ! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; just being too sensitive, but she talked &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; some sensitive issue, but i really do not know ! and if its really me, i think its pretty hurting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yknow&lt;/span&gt;! like, sometimes, YOU HAVE TO BE IN THE SAME SITUATION AS ME AND EXPERIENCE EVERYTHING. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DONT&lt;/span&gt; JUST SIMPLY GIVE SUCH CLICHE ADVICES AND THINK THAT IT IS SO EASY -.-, esp, when it comes from someone so unreasonable like you . idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, okay, whatever &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;luh&lt;/span&gt; . she did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of mean things to my friends also, i guess, someone really gotta wake her up -.- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;luh&lt;/span&gt;, the weather is making me sad &amp;amp; lonely ): sighs, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nevermind&lt;/span&gt;, save all those . i shall probably post it somewhere else . bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i prayed just now after i dont know how many months/years . definitely woke me up somehow.. idk, i just feel that ive been neglecting alot of things, like my religion. like yeah, my relatives are of different religions, and maybe since young ive been mixing with cousins too much that i start to think nothing of my own religion.. and now, we dont talk abt religions anymore.. and when i prayed just now, my mind was thinking abt alottttttt of things . yeah, those pasts that i had, those heartbreaks and everything.. memories, regrets and such. i realised that i need God to give me the strength to keep me strong always and also to forgive me for serious sins that i did.. i dont know, hopefully, ill be this way for long..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-1185917137305178792?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/1185917137305178792/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-2598656356186053902.post-526462648640557543</id><published>2009-08-21T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:41:03.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh. blogger's screwing up again -.- always happens when i wanna post some funny pictures up! hahaa .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, school sucks. no, im not acting cool! i just think it sucks cause there's like overflowing of testtttts this week ! and im so so so glad that everything's over . haha, though i didnt really studied reaaaally that hard, i still think i deserve a pat on the back cause im falling sick due to staying up quite late to study :D hahaha . stupid coughhhh and sore throat -.- and tmr's fasting alreeaaady ! haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, today was quite relaxing :D 3 period of maths was quite fastttt O.O anddd, yeah . training was fun . haha, and chatting at mac was great too! ^^ haha, then went lot1 for awhile, and home, and lot1 again . hahahaaa . okay, im so tired, but i aint gonna sleep! byeeeee . oh! ika made me motivated to read a book suddenly . haha, hopefully, this will be the 3rd book that is completely read in my whole life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes, certain things aren't meant to be shared. though it hurts so bad and too heavy to take, i know i have to just swallow it in. sighs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-526462648640557543?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/526462648640557543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=526462648640557543' 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stare at it back again, i see fat cheeks ! DIE. even my sister said that -.- erghhhh. diet plan have been failingggg~ i wish i am as persistent as i was during sec1&amp;amp;2 days . hahah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, blogger is irritating. thought of posting some pictures up, haha, yeah, i know my blog is always so dull without pictures, but since blogger is like this, we shall let it be like this . haha . hm, 2 tests are over today ! :D not gonna think abt it, flunk means flunk. 3 more tests to goooo~ yesyes. im excitedddd. but oh well, fasting month starting soon! im hinting someone to faster carry on our swensens' date before its too late ! hahaaaaa, since last month ! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i thought of revising geog, but seriously, got no motivation -.- geog seems so wordy and the topic doesnt interest me -.- wth, 3 bloody chapters . haha, but its okay, perseveeeeereee! hm, alright, i guess i gotta start revising abit ? no? haha, ill just go do some chemistry stuffs first then! hahah, byeeeeeee. oh btwbtw, i watched 'where got ghost' last night, and its awesome! and i saw someone who ive been wanting to see :D VERYYYY SATISFYING. HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS! ive got something to share ! while trying to keep myself awake so that i wont sleep on the couch just now, i was excited thinking abt how i can bring my children up next time . actually, im quite excited abt it! hahha, i know pretty retarded, i dont wanna think abt the pain during birth or whatev, i just want a child on my own! and i want to bring him/her up, teaching him abt life experiences and all . hahah, woo, very funnnnn ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i guess, i can be a pretty good mother (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-2490257764990266472?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/2490257764990266472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=2490257764990266472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/2490257764990266472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/2490257764990266472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/08/stupid-lorh.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-6256393354060186362</id><published>2009-08-16T15:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T15:35:17.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;fuckfuckfuck.&lt;br /&gt;i know i shouldnt had gone there !&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;and everytime when i say im afraid of blog-hopping, ill still do it .&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW .&lt;br /&gt;I. FEEL. SO. ASJDLLADGOLNAHGAO;IGAGJMA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid man! stupid itchy fingers .&lt;br /&gt;and once i see it, i can never forget it, EVER AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;why must i be so stubborn !&lt;br /&gt;aogvuaigjagojmfagmkfa;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-6256393354060186362?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/6256393354060186362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=6256393354060186362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6256393354060186362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6256393354060186362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/08/fuckfuckfuck.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-7101462667038283052</id><published>2009-08-15T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:39:38.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, okay ! i think ive been thinking too much abt stuffs thats relating to the previous post, till i dreamt abt it.. and it was quite nice while it lasted, its like, the feeling is so great . i was so happy in my dream that i had tears of joy? ha . but when i woke up, the weather was soooo nice in the morning, so cloudy, and it was drizzling, sighs, it makes me feel lonely and i start to think abt lots of things . sucks right, when you just wake up from a nice dream, and realise it was all just a dream, then the weather made you so emotional and you'll start listening to songs that dampens your mood further . haha, but yeah, seriously, i still do care abt it . ahhhhhhh! whatever .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had a nice breakfast . hah, fried bee hoon with nuggets and sausages . haha . &amp;amp; i was blog-hopping and seeing most of the people are studying hard for their tests and exams, got me motivated abit , and thus, i shall study hard during this weekend and no more distractions! haha . hopefully, no more people in school will look down on me -.- haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i shall start revising now! byebye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-7101462667038283052?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/7101462667038283052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=7101462667038283052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7101462667038283052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7101462667038283052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/08/haha-okay-i-think-ive-been-thinking-too.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-752803802441899884</id><published>2009-08-14T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T22:46:45.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks for the advices people'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;I. DID. IT. ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;AND. IM. DISAPPOINTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;im just being nice.&lt;br /&gt;friendly gesture, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i shall just go and sleep,&lt;br /&gt;and dump all these shit in the rubbish bin.&lt;br /&gt;oh sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-752803802441899884?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/752803802441899884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=752803802441899884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/752803802441899884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/752803802441899884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-126514077657995212</id><published>2009-08-14T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:54:39.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ahhhh.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zzz. damn shit can or not.&lt;br /&gt;its so frustrating to get so troubled over this.&lt;br /&gt;idk what to do!&lt;br /&gt;whether i should or not.&lt;br /&gt;whether ill be shamed or not.&lt;br /&gt;i think i SHOULD NOT do it .&lt;br /&gt;but i think i will in the end, due to stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;though im trying so hard to control myself.&lt;br /&gt;ahh, but i dont know!&lt;br /&gt;it's just a friendly gesture, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, someone won't look too much into it.&lt;br /&gt;sighs, though i really feel that i shouldn't be doing this,&lt;br /&gt;but, we'll see what happens next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-126514077657995212?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/126514077657995212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=126514077657995212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/126514077657995212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/126514077657995212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/08/zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-523689106466158309</id><published>2009-08-09T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T01:03:46.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ha-ha .&lt;br /&gt;someone's making it known to people already huh ?&lt;br /&gt;i want to call you shameless, but i know ill sound like a loser.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;yeah, i know where i stand.&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/2598656356186053902-523689106466158309?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/523689106466158309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=523689106466158309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/523689106466158309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/523689106466158309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/08/ha-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-4028661023413907030</id><published>2009-08-07T14:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:20:58.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:15;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I MISS ALOT ALOT ALOT OF THINGS .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i know they'll never be the same no matter how hard everybody tries.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-4028661023413907030?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/4028661023413907030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=4028661023413907030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4028661023413907030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4028661023413907030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-miss-alot-alot-alot-of-things.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-8864987757125969336</id><published>2009-08-06T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:44:55.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha . i feel so tireddd, and i feel sosososo thirsty that i drank iced milo, ribena, honeydew sago, ice kachang and lots lots lots of plain water after i wake up from nap -.- where got so thristy until like this oneeee . haha! oh, and so many things/people distract and woke me up from my beautiful and peaceful nap just now.. &amp;amp; im still very sleepy ): and very thirsty. haha . i think im gonna get a stomach upset soon due to the clashing on drinks . haha okay whatever .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; im so troubled over something! ha, i dont want to be troubled over things like these luh, but then, i cant help it -.- i hope things will be fine sooner or later, cause i do not know what to do ! haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; im still very sleepy . but i know, i dont wanna sleep yet . haha . cause im waiting for someone to finish his tuition session . hmph! &amp;amp; also another someone to come back from his volleyball game ! ahaaa . im still very thirstyyyy . aiyer. had heavy lunch and dont feel like eating dinner at allllll, but i HAVE TO to avoid nagggggingggggs . haha, was sharing my moments with mdm nora to my sister and she likes her so much after hearing stories . LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, super random post luh . but anyways, i dont feel like going tomorrow . but half of me feels like . well, i think the main reason of "dont feel like going" is just oh-so-obvious . sighs. i really hate to see someone's face. but i really want to at times . how contradicting! oh well . definitely going to acc that girly girl ikathebaka . -.- LOL .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;kay, im still very sleepy &amp;amp; tired &amp;amp; THIRSTY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-8864987757125969336?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/8864987757125969336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=8864987757125969336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/8864987757125969336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/8864987757125969336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/08/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-1699903175581018599</id><published>2009-08-04T12:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T12:48:30.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahah, blogger's finally back! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways . i think weekends were too short ): hha, i had fun on saturday ! ha, went out with Ben and yadayada . was so funny laa . went town for lunch since both of us were so hungry . hah, rather satisfying lunch ^^ thnnn, walk around until sian already coz' there's nothing to do at town anymore -.- wanted to watch movie, but cancelld the plan and got out of town :D haha . went suntec and eat abit and since there's nothing to do, we watched movieeee ! ha, and all the movies there were NC16 -.- ha, and th planning part of smuggling ME inside is just so funny tht i couldn't stop laughing, till now! haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 206px; HEIGHT: 279px" src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g99/aloner13/img7903.jpg" width="207" height="267" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, we watched this . super random and crap movie luh. but totally worth the money ! 5/5 stars ! yyay. thn aft that, eat again and blabla . reached home, and bought macs for family, and myself. haha, and surprise surprise, there's Wii at homeeee ~ hahaha . die. now, i wont be able to focus in studies with such gaming gadgets around . hah, that's how i spent my saturday! &amp;amp; thats why i think weekends are too short coz' on sunday, ill have to prepare for sch -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andddd, im totally gonna flunk my maths test ): was doing halfway and i totally cant take it anymore that i have to go to the sickbay to rest ): FAILURE -.- alright, gonna go get MC later for compo test . hopefully ill feel better to go back to sch . bye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-1699903175581018599?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/1699903175581018599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=1699903175581018599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1699903175581018599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1699903175581018599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/08/hahah-bloggers-finally-back-d-anyways.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-6326133345032017801</id><published>2009-08-01T11:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T11:39:44.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='still very sleepy aft sleeping for 13 hours.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLOGGER'S A BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im back posting :D haha . &amp;yes dearest, date next week okay ! ^^ haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, grandma left us on wednesday, and again, i received the news when im sleeping . shocked, but i didnt really feel the impact. &amp; up till now, i feel like crying, but i can't. maybe i still cant accept the fact that she's gone, forever ? but very guilty for not sending her off, but i know, she understands. sighs, now, i can never go to aunt's house to visit her and kiss her forehead ): well, blame it all on us too, how long have we last seen her? months ago . sighs, whatever it is, may you rest in peace grandma, iloveyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, back on my life. hah, recently, i feel very demoralised by some fatbitch. ya i know im fat too and i just cant call people that, but sometimes, she really gets on my nerves and i feel like slaughtering her! but seriously, at times, it sucks to have someone commenting all the bad things abt you loudly knowing that you are there listening to it. you know, the feeling? angry. sad. demoralising. pissed off? that seriously sucks. and well, i know karma will befall on this fatbitch. so i guess, i shall just be patient and watch the show. _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs, i dont feel like going to school to see lotsa shitasses and living in self-denial . still, i cant help but i have to . sighs, i guess i shall keep this part personal before someone thinks im very weak and start to climb above my head . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but okay ! i shall enjoy my saturday with lots and lots and lots of awesome food in town and a nice movie, followed by some star-gazing (; &lt;br /&gt;byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-6326133345032017801?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/6326133345032017801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=6326133345032017801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6326133345032017801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6326133345032017801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/08/bloggers-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-5595366499020662063</id><published>2009-07-23T15:00:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T15:14:26.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DON&apos;T EVER THREATEN ME AGAIN'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="font-family:georgia; background-color:black;"&gt;Hi. I'm helping this girly girl to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi. Can post regularly or not?&lt;br /&gt;And you have to go on a date with me next week I don't care!&lt;br /&gt;Let's work hard for our studies! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't always bump into taizi(wannabes) lahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my dearest. &lt;font color="red"&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-5595366499020662063?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/5595366499020662063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=5595366499020662063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/5595366499020662063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/5595366499020662063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-4705002622131599679</id><published>2009-07-13T23:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:08:48.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Building up, and losing it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, yesyes, i know its been some time (: but yeah, im still here! :D just lose the momentum of blogging i guess ? but yeah . anyways, nothing much to say . hah, had been doing certain things, and hopefully its successful . ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohhhh, and i got new phone :D haha, i love it luh . though i was expecting it, but when i get it, its different kind of feeling . haha, but its okay ! I. STILL. LOVE. THE. PHONE. wee. hm, on a random note, i can smell paint, &amp;amp; i totally love the smell :D another random note, as i was typing this post just now, i sort of chill. as in, you know, the shivering movement thingy . haha, and i dont know why ! but im rather scared now cause it might be you know, THOSE THINGGGGS~ hahaha . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, i feel not really satisfied abt today, but i do feel good :D me&amp;amp;dave overslept and in the end, after much slacking and all, we decided to just go on with the plan . hah, it was like 8plus luh, there wasnt much time, but i really feel good abt it ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and went bowling on sunday . haha, now my arm's rather aching . such stupid embarassing moments such as i almost got thrown down the alley together with bowling ball cause it was rather heavy, FOR ME. haha, and i acted pro and swing around, instead, it rolled behind me instead of going down the alley . laughed till cannot laugh anymore luh ! but, had fun ! :D the shoes were like, so lame -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SltapknqiBI/AAAAAAAAAYo/wcIMhyDHYt4/s1600-h/DSC01953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357975851938514962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SltapknqiBI/AAAAAAAAAYo/wcIMhyDHYt4/s320/DSC01953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sltap3k7eBI/AAAAAAAAAYw/yO4IXyj3Xw8/s1600-h/DSC01971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357975857027315730" style="WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sltap3k7eBI/AAAAAAAAAYw/yO4IXyj3Xw8/s320/DSC01971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i found these 2 retards' picture in my phone .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, must be clara!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she never fails to surprise me with weird shots that suddenly appear in my camera album .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah . &lt;/div&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;okay, time for little chat . that &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;dick&lt;/span&gt;dave just simply touched me. aw. nights !&lt;/div&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;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;P.S : BANANA ICE BLENDED SUCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-4705002622131599679?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/4705002622131599679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=4705002622131599679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4705002622131599679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4705002622131599679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/07/building-up-and-losing-it-out.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SltapknqiBI/AAAAAAAAAYo/wcIMhyDHYt4/s72-c/DSC01953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-3024070257625394121</id><published>2009-06-16T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:37:23.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iwanttoletyougo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&amp;amp;, I'LL FIGHT THIS WAR ALONE .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so many things going on right now.. but there's only ONE thing that's worrying me, and that particular thing is driving me crazy . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; tried not to think of it during any happy occasions, and i succeeded . but the moment &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; home, getting in touch with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cyberworld&lt;/span&gt;, its scaring me . i feel so afraid, but yet, i know i gotta stay strong &amp;amp; not cry anymore.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; trying really hard, very hard . only god knows how much this heart hurts, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not gonna blame anyone for not understanding me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt;' it really takes experience to understand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs, but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know ! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; afraid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; just not strong enough to face this problem . it's different, its really different from any problem that is in the same situation.. &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mine's&lt;/span&gt; really different . &amp;amp; i cant really stand this particular fact ! the only fact in my life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tht&lt;/span&gt; i can't stand, maybe ? it's hard . &amp;amp; being alone to face this, knowing that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; really weak on the inside, i just do not know what to do ! &amp;amp; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wanna act pathetic and act as if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; the only person with problems and its the end-of-the-world-for-me . NEVER .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's still this feeling inside me that totally spoils everything when i hear people talking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; this problem . i gonna do it no matter what, cause i see no hope . i just feel like lying on my bed and cry my eyes off . BUT I KNOW CANT DO THAT, &amp;amp; I WON'T .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's so many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; out there that disgust me . hypocrites. seriously, i know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not whoever that can judge this group of people. BUT seriously, its very very very contradicting . &amp;amp; i have nothing else to say cause really, you people shocked me . such hypocrites, backstabbers, think-they-are-the-best, and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; know, there's so many such people actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go ahead and contradict every single thing that you say to everybody you know, go ahead . at least i came across such rough patch before and i know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; gonna learn from it. trust ? its hard to gain, but very easy to lose, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ISNT&lt;/span&gt; IT . ha, blame me for being so gullible .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs, and i really think EVERYBODY had changed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is a bloody long post, but i dont give a fuck care anymore . cause ive been keeping it in, and everybody has to explode one fine day . im just so disgusted, pissed, angry, and sad . i know ive not said what i really want to say, but at least, my point is there . pfttt. this is a super terrible night . i wish everything's just a dream -.- ha;fpiogjas;dfjgadfh ugadgiaofjgioajgoia dgujadfiogjadfo erghhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-3024070257625394121?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/3024070257625394121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=3024070257625394121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3024070257625394121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3024070257625394121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/06/ill-fight-war-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-4469758688515436523</id><published>2009-06-16T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T00:36:14.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I WANT TO SLEEP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel tired . hah, and i dont know why -.- i seriously lack of sleep luh . though i came back and slept till abt 3pm in the afternoon when i have my breakfast -.- haha . but yeah, stayover with pornstars the other time was rather emotional and i think everybody feels bad abt it, but nevermindddd, the following night's one was more hyped up :D and everybody start camwhoring like nobody's business . ahh, pics in meiji's blog i think . or her photobuckettttt. hahaha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeaaa . i still have not done any work yet . even my project work x.x yeah, seriously doomed luh . and i cant sleep early anymore~ its rather boring cause i WANT TO sleep .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i was blog-hopping, and i know i got lots to complain luhhh~ but some people seriously thinks they are the best &amp;amp; claims things . aiya, its disgusting laaa . but i know i got no rights to say all these, but I usually leave the person's blog with so many comments running through my mind . okayokay, dont judge me uh~ haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, my lil ah pek is so cute now that i should go and play with him . BYEBYEEEEE .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-4469758688515436523?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/4469758688515436523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=4469758688515436523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4469758688515436523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4469758688515436523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-1600179366894670697</id><published>2009-06-13T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T15:33:40.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you make me crazier crazier crazier'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's so much in my mind . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but, i dont know, it seems that..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything's gone .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha .&lt;br /&gt;this whole week is rather relaxing &amp;amp; peaceful at least . movies, nightlife, play, play, play, durians, food and money . hahah, since there's no sch for the whole week, this week's pretty awesome ;D not sure abt next week since there's training, and its in the afternoooooon ! boo to that . but yay to training, i guess . haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now, im addicted to country songs ! ahaha, its nice luh . but very weird for the sudden interest in it luh . must be hannah montana ha . anyways, i think the movie made me like her abit, i used to dislike her so much without any reason -.-, but now, hah, she's actually rather nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; oh, drag me to hell is awesome ! aha, there's so many words to describe that movie, buttt, its nice ! MUST WATCH. haha, the first US horror movie that actually made me scared in the theatre . LOL .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so many things to say, but i shall keep it mum, for the mean time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEBEINGHOMEALONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-1600179366894670697?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/1600179366894670697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=1600179366894670697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1600179366894670697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1600179366894670697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/06/theres-so-much-in-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-7818881541903159421</id><published>2009-06-09T12:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:23:29.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&amp;amp; i thought i dont care anymore .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha . i officially can say i suck in baking luh -.- LOL . i was browsing through stuffs and see people bake, so niiiiiice . and some were talking abt the their failed attempts and listing them out in their blogs, and i go 'O.O' haha, didnt know such lil things can make veryyyy big difference . so thus, conclusion, I DONT KNOW HOW TO BAKE. but its okay, im willing to learn :D anybody free ? :D hahahaaaaaaaaaaaaa .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;horhhhhhhh, someone got eyebrow piercing hor hor hor hor hor ? boo, its kay, ill pull it out one day (: hohhh . hahaha, and saw someone from primary sch, still as pa jiao as ever . tsktsk x) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY, haha, im getting a new phone . totally stucked between W980 or W508, haha . but chose one . most prob gonna get it next week or sth . haha, everyone's using touchscreen phones, and everything, i just find it hard to type msgs ! ha . &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;, tried LG ARENA, not too bad, rather cool, but like i imagine if i drop such phones, and there'll be a huge scratch or crack x.x omg . ahaha, &amp;amp; samsung music edition phones are soooo awesome luh ! OH GAWD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh! &amp;amp; ive been saving money, but in the end, i spend everything on food -.- hah . eateateateateat. &amp;amp; the weather's killing everyone okay . just a 3 mins wait at cck bus interchange can make me sweat like as if i run for 10000km .. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, and i cant see any latest picture in my phone -- totally never take any pics or whatv, haha, but i got one! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Si3i8CcxkzI/AAAAAAAAAYg/komK5ojTdA8/s1600-h/DSC01916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345177853836235570" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Si3i8CcxkzI/AAAAAAAAAYg/komK5ojTdA8/s320/DSC01916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahahahahahahaha .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess the only pic i got with her ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;DANGEROUS DESIREE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hor hor hor ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOLLLLLLLLL .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-7818881541903159421?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/7818881541903159421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=7818881541903159421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7818881541903159421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7818881541903159421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-thought-i-dont-care-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Si3i8CcxkzI/AAAAAAAAAYg/komK5ojTdA8/s72-c/DSC01916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-849913993081104874</id><published>2009-06-07T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:33:54.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mom cancelled the trip to indo . hah, pity her luh, but i seriously dont feel like going, cause i think its gonna be boring -.- going with ppl that i dont even know -.- i still have lessons for this coming week, but im not going . its too tiring luh. had been waking up really early everyday last week, even on a saturday ! so finally, im gonna have my rest ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 1130 and i ordered mcspicy -.- what an ass. ive been eating alot . im still thinking of the jumbo beef frank i ate at swensens ytd x.x rarh, damn nice laaaaaa . haha .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-849913993081104874?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/849913993081104874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=849913993081104874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/849913993081104874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/849913993081104874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/06/mom-cancelled-trip-to-indo.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-777588286829839397</id><published>2009-06-03T22:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:48:04.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i wont feel blue,&lt;br /&gt;like i always do...&lt;br /&gt;cause somewhere in the crowd there's you :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; . okay, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont know&lt;/span&gt; got who also :3 hm, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; very sleepy x.x and i overslept today ! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, sorry girls D; hahaha . there wont be a next time :D ah, lessons and rehearse abit today . was a rather peaceful day . with shopping for alot of nonsensical items after that ;D haahaaa .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i think there are things that pissed me off . sighs, it might be something small to you perhaps, but certain things may mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; to a person, and perhaps, this time around, i feel that its not very nice to do such a thing uh, &amp;amp; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wanna use the word hurt, i just feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; disappointed . but its okay, i guess i shall just take what's there to come . as in, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; got no choice &amp;amp; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wanna sound like a bimbo who keeps complaining abt every single &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;shiat&lt;/span&gt;, cause yeah, world &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; revolve around me &amp;amp; i got no control over anything . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt; since they've been complaining, i should do some confession !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;PORNSTARS ARE THE BEST LUHHHHHHHHHHHHH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but actually, at times i really wonder . why do i often have something to complain abt someone . though i know nobody's perfect &amp;amp; everything .. but i dont know, is it cause i expect too much ? or, the way that i want things to be doesnt seem to be realistic ? i know i got my own flaws too luh, but aiya, i dont know what's wrong with me x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one more thing, its not loneliness, its not jealousy.. its really not a nice feeling &amp;amp; i have to live with it everyday . i just dont feel good abt it . sighsigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-777588286829839397?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/777588286829839397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=777588286829839397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/777588286829839397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/777588286829839397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/06/but-i-wont-feel-blue-like-i-always-do.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-8601639846185400424</id><published>2009-06-01T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:56:26.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KNN .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WTF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;seriously luh, if you so think that im such a bitch who goes around flirting with guys and break up with him after that and continue to flirt with others, then ask ur mother to go and die can . what is ur fucking problem ! you dont even know me well . such stupid anonymous . i know i shouldnt be affected by some stupid loser's words uh, but its so pissing me off when someone's trying to accuse me of things which is so untrue . wtffffffffffffff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whatever. at least ive been in love, and i know how beautiful it is . perhaps, youre the one that have been fucking around .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-8601639846185400424?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/8601639846185400424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=8601639846185400424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/8601639846185400424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/8601639846185400424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/06/knn.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-6688547577356269971</id><published>2009-05-31T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:13:21.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay .&lt;br /&gt;i fell from my computer chair .&lt;br /&gt;and now my ass hurts .&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing like an ass while chatting with sarahmeiji that i got no control over myself and fell . haha ! funny lil jokes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to JP ytd, and some foreigners can be so irritating that i feel like spraying pepper spray in their eyes ! seriously, cant they just mind their own business ? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually ive got nothing else to post . just wanna say that my ass hurts alot and after 10mins, my dad is still making fun of me . BOO .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-6688547577356269971?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/6688547577356269971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=6688547577356269971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6688547577356269971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6688547577356269971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-5788084444964271623</id><published>2009-05-29T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:54:20.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PMS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs, shall get on that later . anyways, i want to post abt the trip with davebaby(?!) ytd ? hahaha ! yeah. we walked around and suddenly feel like watching movie . so we just watch monsters vs aliens . very cute movie, and we're the only one laughing so much luh .. and, hanky panky at the back of the theatre ? :X hahaha ! but overall, the movie's awesome ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn went for some super filling dinner . hahah, we ordered, tissue prata with cheese EACH . then we ordered mee goreng, roti john with mushroom &amp;amp; cheese and also thosai with mushroom &amp;amp; cheese . hahaha . even the waiter asked us, "can finish?" hahah ! and, yes, we proved it to him ! darn . we're so pig luhhhhhhh . hahaha . we got "lost" but its okay cause we are sluts and we attracted too many attention from bystanders and bus passengers xD hahaaaaa . &amp;amp; the day ended well . thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was very slackyy. screamed alot and all . PMSPMSPMS at the later part of the day, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;special sorry to Dave, SarahMeiji, and Mommy&lt;/span&gt; . rarh, i know, i was very whatever luh . but it sucks when the month just come D; sighs . PTC was alright. but i kept scolding my mom after that, and i feel so sorry . STUPID MOODSWINGS ! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;sigh, another thing. i guess dave's right . i am very confused with my feelings now . well, we all know our feelings can get so haywired at times, and yeah, its something that i dont expect to happen too.. but, i dont know why it happened :O and its not really pleasant, cause yah, its hard . i dont know what to do . i dont know how its like rather strong o.O but, i dont wanna continue this . cause i know if it continues, ill feel that ppl might be unfair to me, and its not nice ! sighs . nevertheless, i feel super lousy now luh. pft. &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/2598656356186053902-5788084444964271623?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/5788084444964271623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=5788084444964271623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/5788084444964271623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/5788084444964271623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/05/pms.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-1260590771840011585</id><published>2009-05-28T12:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T13:00:01.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rarhhh . camp's over .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, somehow i miss it . as in, its just so relaxing luh, going to sch and play all day long, and well, lessons starting soon -.- hahaa, i think there's many ppl who didnt go to sch today, isnt it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, anyways, camp was fun luh . though the 1st day was abit awkward as i dont really know anybody .. haha, but the last day, was great ! :D everybody practically joking around with each other, suan-ing each other and all . aha, and yeah, me &amp;amp; sarah got high when the camp is ending, instead of during the camp . haha, but oh well, though my group was rather slacky and all, i still think the whole camp thingy was not bad (: yay . (although most of us are badly burnt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, gonna eat prata soon with daveee, yes, we're like so random luh -.- haha . and the weather is so nice now ! windy &amp;amp; cloudy . aw . alrighty, im hungry yet again x.x omg . i cant stand myself for being hungry every single minute luh -.- aiyo . &amp;amp; im so pig that ive been sleeping for 15 hours these days O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;screw it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though you're not disturbing me, but seeing you is disturbing enough .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so gross luh . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but nevertheless, im very happy with my life without you .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaha .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-1260590771840011585?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/1260590771840011585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=1260590771840011585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1260590771840011585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1260590771840011585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/05/rarhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-4631486193124122118</id><published>2009-05-26T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:40:35.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sighsigh&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally dislike my skin colour now . its like BLACK &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;luhhhh&lt;/span&gt; . no more dark brown or whatever . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;, so much for trying to stay indoors these days :3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; . but oh well . camp was fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;luhh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in, the activities such as high elements and dragon boating ! :D although like some parts i realise i was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bimbotic&lt;/span&gt;, but its okay, what matters most is, i had fun ! ^^ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; . i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; feel like going for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tmr's&lt;/span&gt; activity x.x so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tiredddddd&lt;/span&gt; ... and my arms are aching, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, must be muscle growing ;D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;LOLOLL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt;, i shall sleep early later after doing few more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;fb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;quizzes&lt;/span&gt; . damn funny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;luh&lt;/span&gt; ! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hahaa&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-4631486193124122118?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/4631486193124122118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=4631486193124122118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4631486193124122118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4631486193124122118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/05/sighsigh.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-641598436636876231</id><published>2009-05-19T20:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:18:43.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and ill try hard not to be disturbed'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/ShKgUfOHIaI/AAAAAAAAAYY/TVE9fqcG1WM/s1600-h/Picture+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337504782225973666" style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/ShKgUfOHIaI/AAAAAAAAAYY/TVE9fqcG1WM/s320/Picture+(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ahaha&lt;/span&gt; . today's training was awesome ! :D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, as in, i enjoy myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;luh&lt;/span&gt; cause it ended in a very pleasant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wayyy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;, and i enjoy playing ! :D anyways, my happiness was crushed when coach said there's training this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; x.x &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;, but no worries, things will still go as planned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so excited that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; smiling and giggling non-stop -.- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;rahhh&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*VENUS BROWSING THROUGH &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;SHAIKAH'S&lt;/span&gt; PHONE*&lt;br /&gt;VENUS : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;shaikah&lt;/span&gt; . your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;eyebags&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;horhh&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;SHAIKAH&lt;/span&gt; : O.O &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;harrrrh&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so conscious abt it now luhh . sighsigh . and i think today was a rather fine day . haha, i tried harder for history and i got marks that im rather happy about :D as in, ive been failing my hist test, so i guess, i love the marks that i got :D buttt its super close luhh ! hahaha . hm, mr tan was extra nonsensical just now also . funnnnnehhh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the day ended well with a nice match played during training ;D teehee (wth!) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;[ okay i think i mentioned this already. haha . byebye ! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-641598436636876231?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/641598436636876231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=641598436636876231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/641598436636876231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/641598436636876231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/05/act-one.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/ShKgUfOHIaI/AAAAAAAAAYY/TVE9fqcG1WM/s72-c/Picture+(5).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-735529104160628946</id><published>2009-05-16T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:38:18.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thats what im certain abt.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im not being petty'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;sighs .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just got back some time ago .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and after viewing certain things, seriously got me so disappointed in someone . as in, she's not the only one . there's so many others . it got me thinking that almost everybody are two-faced . its hurting me in a way . as in, i know i have no control in all these, but i thought they understand my point, but in the end, im the one getting rather hurt ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont wanna confront anybody about this cause i finally get their point . im just like someone who rants to them and they'll pretend that they understand me and when the time arrives, such things happen . its not the first, nor the second, its more . i dont force anyone, but it's expected when everyone gives me replies like that . i feel betrayed &amp;amp; doubtful of the trust given . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i didnt know i can get so disappointed like this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everybody's the same afterall.&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/2598656356186053902-735529104160628946?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/735529104160628946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=735529104160628946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/735529104160628946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/735529104160628946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/05/sighs_16.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-8623603901039356111</id><published>2009-05-15T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:59:54.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sg0DzcWRh9I/AAAAAAAAAYI/Vt5KaSRv3RQ/s1600-h/bmenu_06_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335925315821733842" style="WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sg0DzcWRh9I/AAAAAAAAAYI/Vt5KaSRv3RQ/s320/bmenu_06_thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had this yesterday in the morning with Dave !&lt;br /&gt;Perfect Breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sg0DzqYpZBI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/BK31rKxMIiE/s1600-h/the+uninvited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335925319589782546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sg0DzqYpZBI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/BK31rKxMIiE/s320/the+uninvited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched this in the evening in with PuiHian .&lt;br /&gt;totally amaze me, but its so not link to the title and horror shit -.-&lt;br /&gt;was laughing like an ass at ppl's reaction instead .&lt;br /&gt;esp some ahpek xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home .&lt;br /&gt;slept for awhile .&lt;br /&gt;then off to Pornstars till the next morning :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now, i can hardly open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;but going lunch soon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, i guess it was an awesome day yesterday ! alright .&lt;br /&gt;byebye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-8623603901039356111?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/8623603901039356111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=8623603901039356111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/8623603901039356111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/8623603901039356111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-had-this-yesterday-in-morning-with.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sg0DzcWRh9I/AAAAAAAAAYI/Vt5KaSRv3RQ/s72-c/bmenu_06_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-6119556944450598801</id><published>2009-05-13T13:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:03:39.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='every now and then ill see you again'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sighs . exams are over . ha, actually, im feeling guilty already x.x i dont wanna see results luhh . cause yeah, though i feel that its over, there's not much difference . i still went out, slack around and play comp and sleep as much as i can during exam period x.x rarh . but its okay, ill probably burst out laughing after getting every paper back . hoho .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs, i was trying to fall asleep but i just cant just now . alot of unexpected images just flash through my mind ): i was trying my best to like drift my thinking, but somehow, i just think of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; out of a sudden, and i feel like lonely . that's all. erghhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i shall not think too much . gnna enjoy these 4 days "holiday" with alot of things :D byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-6119556944450598801?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/6119556944450598801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=6119556944450598801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6119556944450598801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6119556944450598801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/05/sighs.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-3005477686141337063</id><published>2009-05-11T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:41:17.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hm, i think its rather sad when Dave asked me that question nights ago . it's making me wake up that maybe im really very fickle and choosy with things, and thus, making me feel this way . i know its rather bad, but every single soul got their own different needs, and mine, is just that. its not something easy to obtain, but it'll be something that is already there, &amp;amp; till now, i have not found any . things are changing and yet i agree, im afraid. still, very very afraid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-3005477686141337063?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/3005477686141337063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=3005477686141337063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3005477686141337063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3005477686141337063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/05/hm-i-think-its-rather-sad-when-dave.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-2845151532817964029</id><published>2009-05-08T20:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:35:44.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;ADAM LAMBERT IS GAY .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sucks. but, i love gay boys . &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;they're hawt !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha . whatever it is, i hope he's the next idol ! orrr, Chris also can luhh . haha yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarh . whenever i see people studying so hard for MYE, it gives me a very guilty feeling . i know that ive not been studying and revising my work well, and taking examination as something to play with . yes, ill promise everyone to work harder . haha, i will i will I WILL . ill try my best to understand history although i really know nothing abt it except for Treaty Of Versailles (:D), but i will try my best !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, but yes, i still feel tired after doing abit of revision here &amp;amp; there and being late for papers xD hahaha, i cant have a peaceful sleep ! with all those kind of msges and calls received, i dont want to go back and do the same mistakes all over again.. but oh well . 2 PAPERS LEFT! and we all should do well for it ! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem paper was funny today . &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;MILK = A NON-METALLIC COMPOUND&lt;/span&gt; ? hahaha ~ i so should've put it as Mixture luh, its more.. erm, sensible . haha . okay, time for some short party at home tonight ^^ moviesssssssssssss. hahaha . &amp;amp; mama scold me cause i look so &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;pale &lt;/span&gt;as ive been skipping meals . boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SgQmGS3LisI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Pu2go6VKbXE/s1600-h/DSC01817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333429748297861826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SgQmGS3LisI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Pu2go6VKbXE/s320/DSC01817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;imissnightlife. oh, PORNSTARRRRRS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-2845151532817964029?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/2845151532817964029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=2845151532817964029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/2845151532817964029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/2845151532817964029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/05/adam-lambert-is-gay.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SgQmGS3LisI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Pu2go6VKbXE/s72-c/DSC01817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-3694410386083588152</id><published>2009-05-02T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T14:26:08.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anddd ive no idea why im blogging this way'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wellwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid gadget craze .&lt;br /&gt;now i really wonder if i should just sell off my psp,&lt;br /&gt;and use the money to get myself a new phone :D&lt;br /&gt;hahah .&lt;br /&gt;or i should just get a phone with the help of my parents .&lt;br /&gt;butttt, i dont want to!&lt;br /&gt;been demanding rather alot already x.x&lt;br /&gt;rarhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont wanna sacrifice anythinggg :X hahaha .&lt;br /&gt;but ohh well.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, been surveying for good and nice phones, but every phones got their own disadvs and had left me with no choice but to wait for better phones .&lt;br /&gt;oh well, should continue surveying ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, oh, and MYE period sucks .&lt;br /&gt;ive only started on bio for revision -.-&lt;br /&gt;im so lazy to read up on SS. its pissing me off!&lt;br /&gt;i dont think ill do well for MYE .&lt;br /&gt;sighsigh .&lt;br /&gt;and mt paper was hard .&lt;br /&gt;lost the momentum of writing during paper1.&lt;br /&gt;and paper2, haha, lets just not talk abt it .&lt;br /&gt;but hey, ive tried my best !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-3694410386083588152?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/3694410386083588152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=3694410386083588152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3694410386083588152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3694410386083588152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/05/wellwell.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-5884521380872088077</id><published>2009-04-21T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:47:55.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;DISAPPOINTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, its all the same, isnt it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;br /&gt;i count myself lucky :D&lt;br /&gt;hah, so much for all those -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, but i dont care . i guess whatever dave said earlier is true ! sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-5884521380872088077?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/5884521380872088077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=5884521380872088077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/5884521380872088077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/5884521380872088077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/04/disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-4682235018374203995</id><published>2009-04-20T21:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:43:26.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fatterrrrr...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sex4SvzQ01I/AAAAAAAAAXw/WHHlfqcgi1g/s1600-h/editted..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326764722736911186" style="WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sex4SvzQ01I/AAAAAAAAAXw/WHHlfqcgi1g/s320/editted..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know. you feel like slapping my face. haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, caught 17 again last night, AWESOMEEEE movie . haha, finally see the hotness/cuteness in Zac Effron . hahah, i love the movie cause it made laugh my ass off while eating durian puffs&amp;amp;mochis in the theatre ^^ haha , very inconsiderate .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, school has been boring . DUH. and puihian sorta woke me up just now . as in, i realised i HAVE to study hard for my upcoming exams . rarh. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i never bring anything back for me to revise -.- and i have malay test tmr, and im so gonna die . sighsigh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sighs, after today, i realised that maybe im just running away . my heart just pumped so fast when it happened just now . what does that mean? dave said, "you must know what you want!" and i agree . idk what i want now . although i see things are not in a mess, but it feels like it is in a mess . is it just pure confusion or just, fear?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-4682235018374203995?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/4682235018374203995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=4682235018374203995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4682235018374203995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4682235018374203995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/04/yes-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sex4SvzQ01I/AAAAAAAAAXw/WHHlfqcgi1g/s72-c/editted..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-6624894809309372976</id><published>2009-04-18T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:11:33.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rarhs . is anyone's morning any worst than mineee ? haha , dont wanna say anything, but that 10 mins was torturous -.- hahah. but the day ended well ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;netball carnival was rather fun . its been some time since i play netball though . it feels real . haha, idk how to explain luh . but yea . hm, it was really funnnn . except for the sun! screw you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was like sun tanning almost the whole time . the moment i reach home, i cant wait to bath . and it was really hot that after i bath and change my clothes, i was still sweating -.- then complaint like crazy with the whole family and everybody went to take nap xD hah! (even someone who was sleeping in starbucks ehhh~ ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i got crazy blue blacks on weird, extremely weird parts o.O by unknowns . haha ! ohoh, and i got bloodshot eyes O.O like seriously very scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;parents : why are ur eyes swollen ? you were crying huhhh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;me : yeah ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;parents : whyyy ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;me :  cause my boyfriend ditched me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, and their expressions were just oh-so-priceless . rahr, and because of these eyes, i cant go for night jog with DAVE ! hahaha . nevermind, alrightie, wanted to upload pictures, but im in a rush . soooo, see ya all ! :D byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-6624894809309372976?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/6624894809309372976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=6624894809309372976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6624894809309372976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6624894809309372976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/04/rarhs_18.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-6353056405748301282</id><published>2009-04-17T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:09:06.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rarhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i went to school today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha . anyways, i cant sleeeep . adding to the fact that i have to wake up at 530-545am for some carnival thingy.. but still, i cant sleep! cause i slept like some pig earlier on for 4 hours -.- rarhhh .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-6353056405748301282?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/6353056405748301282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=6353056405748301282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6353056405748301282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6353056405748301282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/04/rarhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-7638208535111451122</id><published>2009-04-16T13:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:24:41.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know. its been some time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, yesyes, i know i promised myself, but school seems so =/ i dont know whats wrong ! RARHHH . fine . ahah, anyways, i got a very fucked up dream . and seriously, it sucks cause it triggers everything . irritating right ? hahaa, but nevermind :D okay, im gonna meet some people now . byebye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;imissyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-7638208535111451122?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/7638208535111451122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=7638208535111451122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7638208535111451122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7638208535111451122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-360598828553915050</id><published>2009-04-09T22:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:24:57.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karma chameleon'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*hangs a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; ball*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*starts grooving to the song!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, yesyes, its a super retro song im having as my blog song now :D but yeah, many lovely memories when i was still a kid :D stumbled upon this song while watching tv just nw! haha . yeahyeah, so just start shaking ur asses while reading my blog yeah ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, im gonna &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAIL&lt;/span&gt; my A MATHS TEST today :D yup, no doubt . i didnt even revise and pratice math the night before cause i slept at 730 -.- haha . yeah, and screw chem too ! yay. actually, can like 6m full for one of the question for math, BUT STUPID CARELESS MISTAKE ! yesyes, i guess 'people' gonna kill me for that . rarhs, even myself! yeah. enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally went to the doctor yesterday for MC sake xD and the doctor wanna do a blood test on me! hahah . funny stuffs happened . hm, im back to sch . yes, i wont pon again okay ! exams coming uppp . im gonna be serious, i hope =/ but whatev. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hm, 5 stations was funny . screw it, but whatev, i had fun ! :D alright, American Idol ! byebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sd4D2y-na3I/AAAAAAAAAXo/dJBUOuVavI8/s1600-h/DSC00743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322696049530727282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sd4D2y-na3I/AAAAAAAAAXo/dJBUOuVavI8/s320/DSC00743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;family photo . haha, guess who's who ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i feel like slapping myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;okay, fine, slapped . haha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sd4D2hQcjtI/AAAAAAAAAXg/PG8uyfx04Cs/s1600-h/DSC00740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322696044773674706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sd4D2hQcjtI/AAAAAAAAAXg/PG8uyfx04Cs/s320/DSC00740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hahah! this one.. haha, idk what to say already :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, just browsing thru' and i guess these pictures are rather funny ! haha . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, byebye.&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/2598656356186053902-360598828553915050?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/360598828553915050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=360598828553915050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/360598828553915050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/360598828553915050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/04/hangs-disco-ball-starts-grooving-to.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sd4D2y-na3I/AAAAAAAAAXo/dJBUOuVavI8/s72-c/DSC00743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-17564170444921828</id><published>2009-04-07T20:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:20:52.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;trynna&lt;/span&gt; figure out this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its always like this . whenever the sudden motivation to study hard and pay attention in class strikes me, there's always something that will pull it all the way down . seriously, for today's incident, i just feel like saying all those things right in her face .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just think this is so unfair . why is it always me, and not the others when they actually did the same thing as me ? or perhaps, worst ? i tried my best, not to let all these affect my mood and the sudden drive of motivation in studies, but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; helping at all . i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jst&lt;/span&gt; feel that its just so unfair . what have i done that you have to hate me so much and always pick on me ? just because you're not happy with my face ? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; so unfair !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; mean my face seems like a stuck-up bitch/slut in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; face, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; mean you have to hate me for life . its disgusting to see how you treat others so different when you treat me like this . and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not asking you to treat me like how you disgustingly treat them, i just need you to be fair! fine, you can do this to me, but how come i just cant see you doing it to others ? it's always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SHAIKAH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;SHAIKAH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;SHAIKAH&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;. i feel so pissed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want people to hate me just because of the way i look . the way i walk. the way i talk. the way i act in front of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; or whatsoever. if you hate me the way i am, because of my PERSONALITY, then i jolly well will welcome you into my hate club or something. its really not fair to me! i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; ask for such face or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;whatsover&lt;/span&gt; .. fuck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-17564170444921828?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/17564170444921828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=17564170444921828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/17564170444921828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/17564170444921828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/04/trynna-figure-out-this-life.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-7258842036515263544</id><published>2009-04-04T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:04:33.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyyy .&lt;br /&gt;rarrh . so boring .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is like a loser's life .&lt;br /&gt;haha, definitely not what i want .&lt;br /&gt;hm, things are changing fastttttt ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighsigh, im looking for a better day every single day .&lt;br /&gt;and pathetically, it's always the same thing .&lt;br /&gt;never better .&lt;br /&gt;haha, but nevermind, ill wait for it patiently .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, caught confessions of a shopaholic yesterday with the girls .&lt;br /&gt;awesome movie .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; omg, i slept from like 645pm all the way till the next day and wake up only at 11.11am in the morninggg .&lt;br /&gt;hahaha . sisters said i didnt even move when they wake me up O.O&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; its 303pm in the afternoon and its so hot outside that i feel like staying in .&lt;br /&gt;rarh . im bored .&lt;br /&gt;fine, i shall go out .&lt;br /&gt;byeeeeeeeeeeee .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-7258842036515263544?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/7258842036515263544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=7258842036515263544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7258842036515263544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7258842036515263544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/04/heyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-1728318454815765133</id><published>2009-04-01T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:20:30.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rarhs . hello .&lt;br /&gt;hahah .&lt;br /&gt;im back &amp;amp; im tired .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, these days were so tiring .. and i feel so lazy to go to school and do my work . &amp;amp; even revise my maths -.- so yeah, i think im ready to flunk my e math -.- i know nuts abt volume similarity nonsense -.- ha, sian . first thing in the morning today got scolded by ms soh -.--- hm, blablabla . i just did my geog articles! :D i did my reflections longer this time around . Am proud of my work ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa, im so bored . Ben is cutting his hairrrr now. and im skipping dinner cause im back to my diet cause im getting fatter.. but im hungrehhhh ! rarhhhhh . fine, i shall drown myself in chem homework . hopefully to do it smoothly without troubles x.x goodbye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-1728318454815765133?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/1728318454815765133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=1728318454815765133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1728318454815765133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1728318454815765133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/04/rarhs.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-2718692794734454243</id><published>2009-03-30T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:41:18.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;disappointed, very .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when one thing comes, it'll automatically link up to the others and making me feel so fragile at that moment, but i know, im strong (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there girls, &amp;amp; Ben .&lt;br /&gt;but after that peaceful jog, i realise, its just the obstacles of life ?&lt;br /&gt;haaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is, ill just sleep soon so that i can run away from this, for a moment .&lt;br /&gt;nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-2718692794734454243?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/2718692794734454243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=2718692794734454243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/2718692794734454243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/2718692794734454243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/03/disappointed-very.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-382724157485564810</id><published>2009-03-29T15:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:33:28.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blahhhhhhh .&lt;br /&gt;anyways, watched coming soon &amp;amp; the unborn last night . both super boring . rating both 0.5/5 stars . 0.5 cause it at least made me scream and jump out of my chair, but most of it, making me sleep . in the end, i slept at the ending of the unborn . bawring . it always happens! i cant find any US version of ghost story that will keep me awake, and scary at least . well, so far, its only exorcist :D ha, okay, dnt worry pornies, im still alive &amp;amp; kicking .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down with flu . i dont feel like going to sch tmr, or play the match ): cause i have very low self-confidence now, i dont know why either . sighs . but anyways, im taking a break today/tonight ! sorry for last minute changes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;its been a year .&lt;br /&gt;questioning myself, still, im unable to get an answer .&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what this heart feels, or what my mind is thinking .&lt;br /&gt;but definitely, it aint the same .&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, i dont have any answer as the things just keep coming back ?&lt;br /&gt;or its just a simple plain reason,&lt;br /&gt;which is all just because of Me, myself &amp;amp; i.&lt;br /&gt;messy, confusing &amp;amp; contradicting?&lt;br /&gt;i guess, thats how the situation is right now .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wont think too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-382724157485564810?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/382724157485564810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=382724157485564810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/382724157485564810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/382724157485564810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/03/blahhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-4780342547299545124</id><published>2009-03-27T23:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:30:32.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy weekends :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sighs, after the serious talk with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nora&lt;/span&gt;, i feel so lost suddenly . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt; why, perhaps its just that.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nevermind&lt;/span&gt; . hm, i guess after every netball match, the motivation for me to work harder gets higher . its just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tht&lt;/span&gt; i really wanna improve for the better, but sometimes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt; why i cant achieve things that i want . like studies too . maybe, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; lazy, tired, or i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know, mind over matters ? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, a nice night to sleep . a nice night with every member of the family is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; house, we're gonna have some horror movie marathon, followed by a very good night sleep while its raining heavily . i hear thunders~ :&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;DDDD&lt;/span&gt; i think the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Shaik's&lt;/span&gt; family gonna enjoy tonight's sleep as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;everybody's&lt;/span&gt; free &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tomorrw&lt;/span&gt; and we're gonna sleep as much as we can, like PIGS ^^ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;damnnn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;clara&lt;/span&gt; said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; become chubbier, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;rarhs&lt;/span&gt;, this means &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; put on weight ): and that sucks. i know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; been &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eating&lt;/span&gt; real lot these days ! but cant blame me what, it happens every month, but only this month its extra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; ): boohoo . its okay, ill start dieting all over again . tedious, but yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; gonna do it ! :D okay, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;goodnights&lt;/span&gt; . its family time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hope everybody will rest well,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and complete your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;homeworks&lt;/span&gt; and revision fast,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;so you can at least take a break for a short while,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;before another hectic week which is full of tests D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-4780342547299545124?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/4780342547299545124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=4780342547299545124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4780342547299545124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4780342547299545124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/03/sighs-after-serious-talk-with-mdm-nora.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-5452790488196063684</id><published>2009-03-25T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:13:43.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time never post huh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucky night.&lt;br /&gt;had a terrible headache .&lt;br /&gt;went to get the axe oil,&lt;br /&gt;and usually, i wont put at my hand and rub on my head ..&lt;br /&gt;ill just slowly pour at my forehead, and in the end, its too much...&lt;br /&gt;and my eyes can feel the heat(?) from the axe oil, and my forehead&lt;br /&gt;is freaking heaty . rarhhh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how dumb can it get ? -.-&lt;br /&gt;and now, i just wanna sleep my night off and stop thinking of such stupid things cause its not gonna help me at all .. i should go get shut my damn eyes and dont even imagine so many things whatsoever . i dont know, im super pissed now -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, its just my moodswings . ahh, whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-5452790488196063684?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/5452790488196063684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=5452790488196063684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/5452790488196063684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/5452790488196063684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/03/long-time-never-post-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-8968150109399270974</id><published>2009-03-17T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T00:27:21.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tiring tiring ! just got back O.o hahah, went to meet dave abt 10+ and loiter around with banks -.- haha ! thnn crapped around, and went home abt 12 ? i somehow felt so scared x.x cause its like, there's no single soul there, and the wind is so strong . suddenly thought of the stories that nana, clara, ika &amp;amp; nora told me x.x omgosh . haha, but yeah, i quickly go up to my house . and in the lift, i imagined what if there's some figure i can see at the mirror of the lift . i dont know, somehow tonight it felt so different just now, other than the days that i reach home late . and this kinda feeling is very uncomfortable ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOOOO !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-8968150109399270974?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/8968150109399270974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=8968150109399270974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/8968150109399270974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/8968150109399270974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/03/tiring-tiring-just-got-back-o.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-1561741242895002112</id><published>2009-03-15T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T00:24:38.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;its a saturday night !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, im having my life .&lt;br /&gt;at sarahmeiji's .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn my phone, its dying, the battery i mean .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;cant call Dave to wish him during the very last second !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;cant continue the "dedication" with "98.7fm" (haha, gervina!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;cant msg some people !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarhh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrightie, guess im gonna have a nice breakfast later with Pornies, what, Roti Prata ? or some nice home-made sandwich ? haha . okay, movies time ! BYEEE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Jason is screaming his guts off cause man utd lost. and he is so noisy x.x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-1561741242895002112?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/1561741242895002112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=1561741242895002112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1561741242895002112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1561741242895002112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-saturday-night-and-finally-im.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-6590673460535340925</id><published>2009-03-14T12:38:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T13:26:39.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ! haha . its been so longgg . long day for everybody on monday huh ? haha , me too :D anyways, training was very tiring ): i just feel like dozing off . and i cant run ! boooo~ my stamina is all the way down the metre, i guess ive been eating too much that cause me to just get heavier and fatter OR, its just that i dont train enough ): haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo ! ive been yearning for cherryade ! haha . and melon drink (hinting to alina) LOL! and i cant get it cause shops near my house doesnt sell it ! pft, anyways, went to the debate in the evening, they're good speakers man! only 2 of them though, haha, but sadly, one of them was rather slow &amp;amp; things, that made me sleepy, so i played Tennis Multiplay with Faziana ! haha . aft that, mac for awhile and went home . ate and fell asleep after that =.- BOO ! i was supposed to watch the horror movie at channel u -.- darrnrnrnrnr . haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs 1 week holiday is so not a holiday -.- going back to sch, in the morning etc . then certain days have matches &amp;amp; trainings . and i need to do some things~ sian . when am i gonna meet the pornstars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, results suck . its like, the worst result i ever get ): i dont really care if mine is lower than others or higher than them, i dont like to compare . i just compare within my own expectations, and obviously, its not what i expected . esp science -.- like seriously, chem totally pulled my grade down . rarh. but oh well, i know i deserve this though . but cant blame me, i just feel like sleeping everytime when i reach home ): but! whatever it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lets just try to enjoy the "Break" and forget abt these first ! cheerios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sbs5SDuyZeI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Otz4DfizZcg/s1600-h/DSC01710.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312903167815607778" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sbs5SDuyZeI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Otz4DfizZcg/s320/DSC01710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sbs6WNXyh2I/AAAAAAAAAXI/mX64Z-ZFzfs/s1600-h/DSC01709.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312904338634606434" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sbs6WNXyh2I/AAAAAAAAAXI/mX64Z-ZFzfs/s320/DSC01709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sbs7BnXIf0I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/uiV8Eq2ds3I/s1600-h/DSC01712.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312905084345548610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sbs7BnXIf0I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/uiV8Eq2ds3I/s320/DSC01712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ANYWAYS ! its a very nice morning today . nice morning for a nice relaxing breakfast at some hawker centre or foodcourt . you know, nasi lemak or prata for breakfast ? haha, whatever it is, ITS A NICE MORNING ! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-6590673460535340925?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/6590673460535340925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=6590673460535340925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6590673460535340925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6590673460535340925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sbs5SDuyZeI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Otz4DfizZcg/s72-c/DSC01710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-2559791896440586589</id><published>2009-03-10T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:40:28.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;"SOMEONE WHO DOESNT WANT HER ANYMORE"&lt;/span&gt;  - &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;quoted by, someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarrhhh . i know you're guilty for your whole life after saying that, ISNT IT ? haahha . but oh well, just so you know, we've always got each other ! perhaps, being harsh can be very hurting, but just so you know, it might be building some inner strength in us ? hahaa . oh well, black kerrrk ? hahaha . fine, i dont know how to spell it either -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;anyways, yeah, jealousy causes hatred. i guess, its building in me. but i hate it, when everytime its working, there's always something that will stop it. and when that happens, you know, the heart will start to have that painful stretched feeling, and when that happens, i know that you still mean something to me.&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/2598656356186053902-2559791896440586589?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/2559791896440586589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=2559791896440586589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/2559791896440586589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/2559791896440586589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/03/someone-who-doesnt-want-her-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-4983857131497316894</id><published>2009-03-09T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:01:30.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its time to save up'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>COLD .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, in class, i felt so uhagagjdfgujhafogl . sighs, but thanks to dave for the things (: haha, *youknowwhatimean* but anyways, CE was fun, as in, my group members were so crazy and wthell . instead of discussing, we crapped so much . so yea, that cheered me up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, mother tongue was funny ! you know, inside jokes . hahah ! whistling etc xD okay ! i need a very good sleep . i slept at 3am last night -.- wthhh . today's jog seems to be relaxing :D haha, i wonder why warm up for trainings had never been so relax . hahah ! kay luh, actually i forgot what i wanted to post abt . so, its okay ;D i shall go watch tv and sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; to you bitch, I KNOW YOU DID IT ON PURPOSE . YOU ACHIEVED YOUR MOTIVE, GRATS. &amp;amp; i just hate the sight of you . like seriously, fuck you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-4983857131497316894?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/4983857131497316894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=4983857131497316894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4983857131497316894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4983857131497316894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/03/cold.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-1878345117420687267</id><published>2009-03-08T16:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:24:13.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;its not that i dont want these . i really do . perhaps&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; im&lt;/span&gt; also under the category of someone who cant be independent ? i dont know . after whatever that had happened, it made me feel so insecure . i know i should be fair, but i still got that feeling in my heart . i still got that concept in my mind . i dont wanna take anybody as a replacement, nor someone for me to vent everything to . i dont want it to have a bad impression either, but it already got . &amp;amp; therefore, perhaps, i just need you by my side to guide me the way . i apologise if things had turn out bad, but i assure you that i wont get any more weaker (: thank you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;okayyyy . haha, back to normal post ! i guess i have to go to the hospital soon cause i got so many problems with my health ): its not that i dont wanna go, i feel so scared, what if i discover something ? i just dont want to know . sighhh, but oh well . anyways, i watched&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/span&gt; last night :D its a veryyyyyyyy nice showww . it's very interesting, and exciting . haha, i strongly encourage everybody to watch this movie ! haha, yesyes . i enjoy staying at home ! its so relaxing~ haha, unlike school, driving everybody nuts . i just want to rest, sleep, and slack my day off . give me another 2 days break pls ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;i miss you. i still got this heartache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-1878345117420687267?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/1878345117420687267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=1878345117420687267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1878345117420687267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1878345117420687267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-not-that-i-dont-want-these.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-7740040127522880133</id><published>2009-03-07T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T21:55:47.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahah !&lt;br /&gt;yes yes !&lt;br /&gt;i got back my files that were in my N73 :D&lt;br /&gt;hahah, the old songs, the PICTURES &amp;amp; VIDEOS .&lt;br /&gt;funny shit !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;but looking through the pics, got me missing the past . but ohh well! haha . alright, im gonna continue laughing my ass off at the pics and videos xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;GOSH ! EVERYBODY LOOKS SO DIFFERENT NOW ! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-7740040127522880133?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/7740040127522880133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=7740040127522880133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7740040127522880133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7740040127522880133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahah-yes-yes-i-got-back-my-files-that.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-6309985212979112295</id><published>2009-03-06T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:35:34.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ITS FINALLY SQUEEZED :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha .&lt;br /&gt;i came online just to tell some people that -.-&lt;br /&gt;okay, i know im lame .&lt;br /&gt;but i gotta check my horoscope too actually .&lt;br /&gt;that's why .&lt;br /&gt;haha, alright .&lt;br /&gt;im so tired .&lt;br /&gt;early night tonight .&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everyoneeeee !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-6309985212979112295?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/6309985212979112295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=6309985212979112295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6309985212979112295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6309985212979112295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-finally-squeezed-d-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-3610422934670345350</id><published>2009-03-05T22:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:39:02.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im hiding something under my fringe~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sa_ijwDb6_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/h9N6LV0NYvk/s1600-h/DSC01696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309711589515717618" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sa_ijwDb6_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/h9N6LV0NYvk/s320/DSC01696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sliced Fish Bee Hoon .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think Clara &amp;amp; Jason has been hearing "i want to eat sliced fish bee hoon!" quite a number of times, haha . but now, not anymore . my craving had been satisfied. i have been craving for it since flag day 2008 with the netballers okay ! see how pathetic i am. hahaha, and yeah, i had it . yummy ! weeee~ congratulate me pls . thank you~ HOHO .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i have not been having enough sleep ): anyways, i think im not gonna do malay e-learning stuffs, haha, cause im lazy and very tired, and i think im used to getting scolded by mdm nora -.- hahaha! butttt ohhh well . damn, i feel so tired, and my eyesight is rather blur now . WHAT'S HAPPENING !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, its a very beautiful and wonderful night :D calm, quiet, rainy, lonely but peaceful (: haha . okay, goodbye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-3610422934670345350?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/3610422934670345350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=3610422934670345350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3610422934670345350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/3610422934670345350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/03/sliced-fish-bee-hoon.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sa_ijwDb6_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/h9N6LV0NYvk/s72-c/DSC01696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-2549744467377408704</id><published>2009-03-04T22:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:26:47.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sa6O_tQdVPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/5Yj_L-s6fYM/s1600-h/marley_and_me_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309338235847922930" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sa6O_tQdVPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/5Yj_L-s6fYM/s320/marley_and_me_ver2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i want a dog as a pet, but tooooooo bad . sighhhh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, gonna take a short break by updating :D LOL . hm, e-learnT yesterday and today -.- haha, so lame lorh . but its quite cool ya know . as in, you can wake up late, slack around, do work, then got so much time in the nooon to go out, sleep or do ur own stuffs . so relaxing . BUT OH WELL, SCHOOL STARTS TOMORROW ! haha . and there's chem test tmr, which i think ill screw it up . and yes, chem's gonna pull my whole Science down -.- cause ive been scoring pretty badly . wth . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, things were so funny just now . supposed to catch the 245 show, and 2pm, both of us were still talking to each other on phone and then got panicked cause by then we realised tht there's not gonna be enough time ! we still havent bath etc . then we screamed and rush all the way . hahah funny scene! watched Marley &amp;amp; Me . told cha, makes me wanna have a pet dog . and that show is so nice okay ! it made me tearrrrr . very touching etc . we were laughing like assholes in the theatre over some parts xD ahah, thn teabreak or dinner at pizza hut and home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of things to complete . somehow, there's alot of malay homeworks -.- ive yet to study for chem and im proud of my malay powerpoint slides :D hoho . and oh ! im gonna watch SlumDog Millionaire tomorrow :D hohoho . ahaha . envy me! -.- haha . alright, bye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-2549744467377408704?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/2549744467377408704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=2549744467377408704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/2549744467377408704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/2549744467377408704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-dog-as-pet-but-tooooooo-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sa6O_tQdVPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/5Yj_L-s6fYM/s72-c/marley_and_me_ver2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-1424075853470788046</id><published>2009-03-02T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:03:28.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how beautiful'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sav0O_C0-GI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/PPF8YlwJU5Q/s1600-h/aurora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308605124064901218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sav0O_C0-GI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/PPF8YlwJU5Q/s320/aurora.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;imagine sitting with your boyfriend by the beach, with the sound of the waves wooshing &amp;amp; the wind blowing your hair, and admiring the aurora together with him arm-hugging you so tightly at your waist, and holding your hands in the other and kissing your forehead while expressing his love verbally that is just so heart-melting.&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/2598656356186053902-1424075853470788046?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/1424075853470788046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=1424075853470788046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1424075853470788046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/1424075853470788046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/03/imagine-you-with-your-boyfriend-sitting.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/Sav0O_C0-GI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/PPF8YlwJU5Q/s72-c/aurora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-8735858305162213207</id><published>2009-03-02T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T00:23:58.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I SWALLOWED A HOUSEFLY OR IDONTKNOWWHAT BUG -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i can feel it so hard and hairy into my throat and intestine . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and now, its still inside my intestine, can feel it okay ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;D: SICK BITCH !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and everybody that knows abt it goes, "you have no idea what shit it got onto before"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarrrhhhh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DAVE MADE ME THINK OF SOMETHING .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*HIM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hahaha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-8735858305162213207?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/8735858305162213207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=8735858305162213207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/8735858305162213207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/8735858305162213207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-swallowed-housefly-or-idontknowwhat.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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-2598656356186053902.post-4444034487455391048</id><published>2009-02-28T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:16:36.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SalgdaBES2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/eY5cN5KMXTQ/s1600-h/DSC01667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307879694149110626" style="WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SalgdaBES2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/eY5cN5KMXTQ/s320/DSC01667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SalgQ432qQI/AAAAAAAAAV4/czEW1PUo9PE/s1600-h/DSC01662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307879479093668098" style="WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SalgQ432qQI/AAAAAAAAAV4/czEW1PUo9PE/s320/DSC01662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outing with girlfriends :D haha . was awesome, fun, anything you can think of (: haha, watching he's just not that into you, AGAIN . haha, sighs, sometimes, the truth is just hard to accept, BUT OHHHHHH WELL . hm, suan puihian alot abt stuffs, and ika abt her height xD haha, but dont worry girls, you know deep down inside, i love you! :D hahaa . then home abt 10plus, whoa, not bad uh ph (yougetwhatimean) xD but just joking (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;otw home, things happened ): i dont know! i feel so horrible suddenly and tears just keep trickling down . eff this feeling . eff those peope . eff the heart . this sucks . totally . i know, my girlfriends keep scolding me already . and my boy-friends too, but this cant be helped! im sorry. but, sighs, i dont know, i just feel so terrible now . oh well .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This could be the end of everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So why don't we go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Somewhere only we know ?&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/2598656356186053902-4444034487455391048?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/4444034487455391048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=4444034487455391048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4444034487455391048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/4444034487455391048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/02/outing-with-girlfriends-d-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SalgdaBES2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/eY5cN5KMXTQ/s72-c/DSC01667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-8435743094840426378</id><published>2009-02-27T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:10:18.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SafiKH33hsI/AAAAAAAAAVw/T2fBXva_IAE/s1600-h/P20-02-09_16.21%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307459349419361986" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SafiKH33hsI/AAAAAAAAAVw/T2fBXva_IAE/s320/P20-02-09_16.21%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;venus&lt;/span&gt; ! woo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways ! i was thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; this last night . as in, people change . and when they change, its either good or bad . i really wonder how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; changed . somehow, people just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wanna say it, and I AM afraid to know it too . cause i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; the kind of person who dislike changes, unless, its from the bad to the good . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, but yea, seeing how people change is scary, but i have no idea how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; changed. i hope, it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; a bad thing though . but i somehow got a feeling that it is . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, oh well .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY ! it's the end of the week again ! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hahha&lt;/span&gt;, seemed so long ): having bio test, a maths, and both humanities on consecutive days IS tiring .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; really study much. and geog test was, O.O . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;, pacific ring of fire, damn, i missed that out! and yea, tsunami . oh well, BUT ITS OVER NOW ! i hope i wont fail anything . so the weekends are here, e-learning week next week, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;, followed by another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; . definitely time to rest as much i can . now, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to worry if i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; sleep even after 1am (: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hoho&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt;, training today somehow feels more tiring . town &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt; with the girls ! gotta rest. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;byeee&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sometimes, one can flirt when she's single, but when she's attached, she can be very devoted, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt;, do not judge people like that, cause you'll never understand how a girl really feels (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ff99;"&gt;From "He's Just Not That Into You",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ff99;"&gt;if he never calls you means, he's just not that into you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ff99;"&gt;if he never message, then how ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; ! okay, whatever . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I HOPE THIS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ISNT&lt;/span&gt; REPLACEMENT ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ididntknowwhyifeltsoangrywhenisawyou&lt;/span&gt; ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ihatetosaythis&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;butimissyoualot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-8435743094840426378?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/8435743094840426378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=8435743094840426378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/8435743094840426378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/8435743094840426378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/02/hahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SafiKH33hsI/AAAAAAAAAVw/T2fBXva_IAE/s72-c/P20-02-09_16.21%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-6424321061620614653</id><published>2009-02-24T20:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:49:59.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SaPphWGbmkI/AAAAAAAAAVo/SUfe30vbzwQ/s1600-h/P30-01-09_15.10%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306341545050085954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SaPphWGbmkI/AAAAAAAAAVo/SUfe30vbzwQ/s320/P30-01-09_15.10%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha . i love this picture . but after staring at it for long, i realise my nose looks so huge there -.- hah whatever! btw, its not some act cute picture uh, i was cracking my brain for some maths questions :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo . i miss blogging -.- LOL . been rather busy everyday . so many things, too little time . hm! i am getting fatter, been eating alot -.- but wth, its so unfair -.- i exercise already, still like this . hahaha. okay, so, sch has been drowning me leaving me there gasping for air .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very pathetic okay . almost everyday, lessons are getting rather draggy and when you daydream JUST ABOUT 5 MINUTES, you have no idea what is going on already . LOL. especially, BIO . well, this will be the last week of tests, i hope . haha, so next week im able to relax abit ! :D hoho . and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;CHEW PUI HIAN, we'll go &amp;amp; play ball next week okay :D SORRY . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh ya. something digusting happened when i was in the bus home just now . there's this rather plump, bangs-wanna-be minah stared at me like as if i steal her boyfriend or whatsoever (which is nothing of sort, OBVIOUSLY) and she kept staring at me alllll the wayyy . wth, so pissed off luh . i feel so wronged &amp;amp; angry at her -.0 anddddd, another teck whye girl sitting in front of me keep looking around and seriously, STARE, &amp;amp; GLARE at people o.O and never keep her eyes off even when you look back at her . she looks at ppl with her mouth open and everything . wah, seriously, feel like slapping her face luh . she kept looking at me, up and down, and the woman sitting beside her which is talking to the handp -.- haha, wth . so irritating sia .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okayyyy, bio test tmr . a maths test on thurs . and ss &amp;amp; geog test on friday . wth, both humanaties tests are on the same day . wtffff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, gotta revise like some madass girl . sighs i feel so drained out after training x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i suddenly remembered something when i saw you just now, and my heart was really beating fast .. aw man, what is this feeling!&lt;/span&gt; am i just deluding myself or it's just the truth? ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-6424321061620614653?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/6424321061620614653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=6424321061620614653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6424321061620614653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/6424321061620614653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/02/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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/_cGWCZP_l7Xs/SaPphWGbmkI/AAAAAAAAAVo/SUfe30vbzwQ/s72-c/P30-01-09_15.10%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598656356186053902.post-7180261392725988153</id><published>2009-02-21T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:07:10.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha woo . 1159pm huh ? so holy manzxzjghzjfgajsfga . LOL ! anyways, just got back from a movie with Dave ! HAHA . we watched &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;he's just not that into you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; . VERY HARSH movie okay . but i guess, its quite true . damn, i HAVE to wake up . but so many funny things happened in the theatre, LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for dinner and walked home together while shaking our asses :D hahaha ! OKAY . and woo, the bruise on my knee is no more already, haha, all thanks to dave for pressing it like mad -.- hahaha . but it works ! wooooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are still swollen though, make me feel so sleepy == diaozxzzzxzxz . haha . i think the "zxzxzzxzxzxzxZ" making me laugh like an ass . haha, and woo, sister just bought me a vitasoy ! :D hahaha . favfavfav. okay, there's nothing else to say anymore . aw . thanks for reading . seeeyah! hahaa .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598656356186053902-7180261392725988153?l=ms-shaikah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/feeds/7180261392725988153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598656356186053902&amp;postID=7180261392725988153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7180261392725988153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598656356186053902/posts/default/7180261392725988153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-shaikah.blogspot.com/2009/02/haha-woo.html' title=''/><author><name>shaikahhhhhhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553326078189120691</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>
