<?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-6130967401427785209</id><updated>2012-02-17T08:26:56.658+08:00</updated><category term='bitch'/><category term='moodless'/><category term='f language'/><category term='EDITS : A LOST =D'/><title type='text'>LinDa</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/'/><link 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posted an emo post. now a proper one.&lt;br /&gt;the second part not emo okay, was just unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;i cant be bothered already. nak lepaskan geram je.&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll be okay the next time i see her in school and EVERY CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;im leaving school in a months time anyway. so, shall leave all&lt;br /&gt;negative feelings about these school, schoolmates, teachers and everything else&lt;br /&gt;on this piece of land in chai chee street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on. he's gone. now the ex come back. my sister must be so glad if they&lt;br /&gt;patch things up. hmm.. idk if i'll get affected. do i mind? i have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i watched johnny english reborn TWICE ! awesome. never fail to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;wana watch many other show. guess gotta wait till after Olevels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me lost me phone again. hahah. and this time, im not alone.&lt;br /&gt;hakim lost his one also. but he's worst than me. he's uncontactable at all.&lt;br /&gt;i am contactable. got house phone.. :P but, i dont know my one house phone number.&lt;br /&gt;lol kay. and, i havent been contacted for the past 20 hours. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss band. everyone in band. my sec1 life in band. the glorious moment in band.&lt;br /&gt;the tears, unhappiness, quarrel, nagging, scolding and happy moments there.&lt;br /&gt;everything. cant wait for Genting trip.&lt;br /&gt;miss my saxophone also. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, im hungry.&lt;br /&gt;i've gained weight anyway. sadd you knowww.&lt;br /&gt;still, im gona go eat now.&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-3143302819932153045?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3143302819932153045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130967401427785209.post-8109346567610203904</id><published>2011-09-24T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T17:12:40.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know what to say about my life.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i feel like i dont want any humans at all in my life.&lt;br /&gt;because after all, most of the time, all i get is hurt. but i need them somehow.&lt;br /&gt;i know i should be thinking about my O levels and my future but i cant stop &lt;br /&gt;myself from thinking about those things that are running through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i realise how badly unappreciated i am to my friends, those whom i love.&lt;br /&gt;not all, but most.&lt;br /&gt;i realise that my presence never made any difference. i realise now where i&lt;br /&gt;actually stand in their life. nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just something about me that makes them do whatever that they did. &lt;br /&gt;i wonder why i have been loyal. why i sacrificed time to be their listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;why i bother lending them my shoulder to lean on. when they actually expect me&lt;br /&gt;to have been someone else, that they will call '&lt;strong&gt;brother&lt;/strong&gt;', '&lt;strong&gt;sister&lt;/strong&gt;', '&lt;strong&gt;bestfriend&lt;/strong&gt;' or '&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BESTEST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;bestfriend&lt;/strong&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;they wont call me that. maybe they do but they dont mean it.&lt;br /&gt;it your life laa kay. to whoever that will terasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have been wanting to say this.&lt;br /&gt;fact number 1, im not against Mumtaz.&lt;br /&gt;i like her as a human. i dont despise anyone. anyone that i know.&lt;br /&gt;but, takyah laa interrupt aku bile aku tengah berbual ngn bestfriend kau.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, qeen pn bestfriend aku siol. dari primary school plaktuu.&lt;br /&gt;eventhough we ever did quarrel, had conflicts, we fixed things laa kay.&lt;br /&gt;we've gone through more. you'll have your chance to speak okay.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, aku nie jahat sangat ke sampai kau nak berbual ngn qeen je and not with aku?&lt;br /&gt;or, bodoh sangat in your eyes? or too low of your standard?&lt;br /&gt;i mean, we take the same subjects. except history and geography. all three of us.&lt;br /&gt;i was there, next to qeen abeh aku mcm invisible gitu kat kau. padahal dpn mata je.&lt;br /&gt;okaylaaa, maybe because im NOT your bestfriend. i understand.tapi tanye as classmates pn takleh?&lt;br /&gt;everytime, i do have the urge to ask you how was the paper, but then uh when i see&lt;br /&gt;how desperately you chase after qeen to talk to her, i feel like its okay.&lt;br /&gt;bestfriend comes first. can talk next time and you know what, never had a chance and&lt;br /&gt;then, i dont bother trying anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i know qeen has many bestfriends, the fact that i dont really mind is that her other&lt;br /&gt;friends dont mind intergrating. mcm leena and etc. and they're not even close.&lt;br /&gt;the only link is qeen. but you? we're classmates for TWO freaking years siaa.&lt;br /&gt;same english maths chemistry biology social studies malay from sec1-3 teachers and class !&lt;br /&gt;sometimes after class, when qeen waited for me, you'll leave. when qeen didnt wait&lt;br /&gt;for me, you'll drag her away. when you both wait for me, you'll talk and i'll be lost in the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;i just dont understand why i am really so offended by this. especially for the whole&lt;br /&gt;of these two weeks of prelim. so isolated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-8109346567610203904?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8109346567610203904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=8109346567610203904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8109346567610203904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8109346567610203904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-know-what-to-say-about-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-1954230871767545037</id><published>2011-04-10T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T19:39:31.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SINGAPORE YOUTH FESTIVAL INDOOR COMPETITION, PING YI MARCHING BAND : &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SILVER !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we aimed for the moon so that at least when we fail, we get the stars.&lt;br /&gt;we did our best. disappointment is something that i couldnt avoid.&lt;br /&gt;i know i did my best and so did the other fellow pymbs.&lt;br /&gt;we wondered what went wrong. disappointment still cloud over our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;but soon enough i realised, we did just as good as Victoria School.&lt;br /&gt;seriously since we played the same songs. at least we maintained our indoor standard.&lt;br /&gt;conclusion, judging was strict. but its okay, i'm awesome. ^-^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, im back to blog again. after so long.&lt;br /&gt;because of some request done a few days ago.. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life was hectic. band practices and school.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i dont have time for my family. but they still understand&lt;br /&gt;love them muchhh. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;now that syf is over, i have more time to concentrate on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;fact is, im just plain lazy.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't put the blame on problems that are happening at home.&lt;br /&gt;because, its all in the mind. i am powerful beyond measure and i should&lt;br /&gt;remember that. no point saying when no actions are being taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally stepping down from band. after four faithful years.&lt;br /&gt;i remember how enthu i was when i first joined band. i wouldn't mind &lt;br /&gt;sacrificing my time, coming home late, sleep late, practice extra days just&lt;br /&gt;to do well in band. i couldn't understand why my seniors will say that band&lt;br /&gt;is sucking up their time when, in my opinion, band is so fun..&lt;br /&gt;the naughty bunch will skip band, come late with no reason because they're&lt;br /&gt;just plain lazy and some even quit.&lt;br /&gt;i will get angry at how undisciplined and uncommitted they were since i have the&lt;br /&gt;band welfare at heart *ehemehem* (:&lt;br /&gt;but now i understand. being fully committed is not easy. i survived four years&lt;br /&gt;and i am proud that i did not falter. i must say that the experience i gain in band&lt;br /&gt;is priceless and i can never experience them again anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;but things dont last, you see. you've got to let go to let new things enter your life.&lt;br /&gt;when i leave ping yi to join other school, i wouldn't wana join band.&lt;br /&gt;because i dont wana complain on how d experience will be different because i know it&lt;br /&gt;will. and i dont wana not be contented by my own decision and regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still miss Hong Kong. and know what, i love you.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, you know, you. priority list, you're still at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;its good that you havent been a distraction to me. because i trust&lt;br /&gt;you so much, that i believe i dont have the need to think about you.&lt;br /&gt;its really sincere and i swear i never felt this way before.&lt;br /&gt;compared to the other, its different. even with the longest guy.&lt;br /&gt;maybe im speaking to soon. because things might change, something might happen in&lt;br /&gt;the process of getting to know you better and we know things dont last. maybe&lt;br /&gt;this feelings too. or maybe you, or me. i dont know. but im sure i dont want that to&lt;br /&gt;happen.&lt;br /&gt;we should continue letting people think that we are together so that no one will disturb&lt;br /&gt;our relationship, and im seriously enjoying it. because it feels as though we're&lt;br /&gt;walking through the Red Sea.&lt;br /&gt;now that i know that those claps arent silence, its clapping rhythm that are music to my ears.&lt;br /&gt;those emo paragraphs that i wrote before, i realise that i was just too negative. see, things change. (:&lt;br /&gt;i have been a bitch and so is karma. i know i shouldn't have done what i did.&lt;br /&gt;because if not, i would have been happy now with someone else. and i think, i wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;like the idea. i hearts you laa okay. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-1954230871767545037?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1954230871767545037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=1954230871767545037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/1954230871767545037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/1954230871767545037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2011/04/singapore-youth-festival-indoor.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-2728102835765387435</id><published>2011-02-05T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T14:33:29.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im finally online after so long. im seriously multi-tasking. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i think i forgot how to blog. nevermind. it will be refreshed as i go along.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i miss internet. but i gotta sacrifice. yes, i will sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wana have the same fate as them. im learning to suffer now and enjoy later.&lt;br /&gt;what do i have to lose right? no pain, no gain.&lt;br /&gt;but, i cant take it after 3 weeks of school actually.&lt;br /&gt;i gave up too easily? think so too. maybe because, i have distractions.&lt;br /&gt;please linda, stop finding excuses for yourself. yeah, i get that alot. from my fnn teacher and all.&lt;br /&gt;i know my level of endurance is higher than this. i should be trying harder.&lt;br /&gt;but why am i not doing it? i really want an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wana express but blogger is seriously not a place to share.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wana sound like an emo anyway. because im aware that my previous updates are so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;ive been afraid to share anyway. im so tired of shedding tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, thanks Sudiana for remembering 4thFebruary. although im so aware that that isnt supposed to count.&lt;br /&gt;since the unproductive two weeks spoils it. but, who the hell cares right? :D&lt;br /&gt;too bad for you boy. :P its just a wasted two weeks that i regretted.&lt;br /&gt;i think i wana celebrate another anniversary. yeahh. for my own good. (:&lt;br /&gt;although what i hoped for is coming true. i guess now is not the time.&lt;br /&gt;integrity, yeahh. doing the right thing even when no one is watching.&lt;br /&gt;for now, you're like at the bottom of my priority list. im so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least you're still a part of my priority list. :D&lt;br /&gt;i dont wana have anything more than necessary to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should end here and continue with my work instead because multi-tasking is tiring.&lt;br /&gt;i will update if i have the time.&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-2728102835765387435?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2728102835765387435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=2728102835765387435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2728102835765387435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2728102835765387435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-finally-online-after-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-6603317966608683332</id><published>2010-12-16T09:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T10:20:23.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so ashamed of you. curse all devils in the world. so disappointed. for someone whom i look up to, just what every teenage girl would need to grow. whom i respect the most. but you're that wonderful girl no more. i dont recognise you. you're such an embarrassment. curse all devils in the world again. what have we done wrong until you become like this? you were the apple of their eyes. everyone loves you mountain high because of your personality. you used to be so nice and outspoken. now you swallow everything down your throat and never want to share a thing. you changed in a blink. you said your friends are different. you're changing to fit into them. being someone that you're not. why choose them to be your friends then? these are the choices in life that you made. now time is telling you its tale, that you've made the wrong decision. yet you're so blinded and ignorant. still leading your life the way you want it and you're just making a fool out of yourself by doing what you're doing. just 19 and your life is already a total misadventure. whenever we watched tv, all those reality movies, real life cases of astray kids, spoiled and broken, shattered homes, destroyed lives, we vowed not to be like them. why back out now? you think you're big, matured and old enough to think? and you're dead sure you're not gona be like them? what's all this? though your choices wont lead to that, its just as bad. being lesbian, clubbing, smoking, chalets almost every week, short sleeveless dresses; easy upskirt, coming home late, or never at all, going out without permission, treat this house like a hotel. they never groom you to be this way. like that. no. because im not like you. whatever you do, reflects on them and you just show how lousy they are at being parents when they shower you the most love. and im a better "breed"? i am sure i can safely say all that because i dont think i want to be like you anymore. treating you as my role model, no. thats my decision. open your eyes and see the bigger picture. you should be ashamed of yourself. its all the decisions you've made. the path of life that you take. the route that you stride on. you're supposed to lead with example. but look at yourself. you grow independently, influenced by outsiders. or again, its just the decisions that you made. making the right decision is so simple, either this, or that. all you need to do before deciding is look forward to what the outcome may be, think about the consequences. guess you never had any time to spare to go through all that trouble, spending time wisely, thinking. you live your life as it goes on. spending time with friends and all. what is family to you? piece of shit? you're a freaking asshole at this part. you spend your time outside enjoying yourself, party everyday while we, those that always stays home had to watch them quarrel about scandal and money. problems at home doesnt bother you, does it? oh, only you have problems  yeah, only you in the freakking whole wide world have problems. ONLY YOU. so you need to get out, leave home and find a peace of mind. yes. fuck you. me and others see her suffer, crying every night thinking about him, wondering what wrong she has done, why misery befall upon her and all you do is add on to all her stress thats weighing down on her instead of being there for her and make things better. selfish woman. see how bad karma gona hit you later in life. curse all freakking devils out there! money again, you spend your salary like there's no tomorrow and what you've done now? disgusting. now that you're so broke, you look for us, your family, didnt you? what does your friends do? friends are just tools that gives you seconds of happiness. not a lifetime, unlike family. why are you so ungrateful? that you have a family, not one member less. you're so lucky yet you want more. how greedy can you be? you dare to even do the most despicable thing. are you that desperate? who taught you that? which devil did? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; CURSE ALL FUCKING DEVILS OUT THERE!&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you just made our family look so corrupted. really, what a shame. run all you want, the problem is not going to fade with time. thick blankets cant cover it. brush and clorox wont clear away the black mark you created. you are so vandalised. just what went wrong? i hope you spend some time reflecting on your life, yourself, the things you've done, the choices you make, the number of hearts that you break, the people who cared, the people that could die for you for loving you too much. and after that, i hope you cry the shits out of your cells and wake up your idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-6603317966608683332?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6603317966608683332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=6603317966608683332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6603317966608683332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6603317966608683332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-so-ashamed-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-377709773332759470</id><published>2010-12-15T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T20:40:41.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>concert was a blast !&lt;br /&gt;stage fright before concert. and i swear, i really, really shivered.&lt;br /&gt;i managed to overcome it and do my best still.&lt;br /&gt;auto mode switch siaa. haha&lt;br /&gt;i did my best. im proud to say im answerable to myself.&lt;br /&gt;after concert rushed home to shower, get my stuff and be gone to ecp.&lt;br /&gt;but, things didnt go as planned. since, my mum dont allow me to go ecp&lt;br /&gt;because my dad is home and she thought i was tired. &lt;br /&gt;lazy to argue and didnt feel like talking to my dad to ask for permission&lt;br /&gt;so i went to bed. ahaha. i know busted.&lt;br /&gt;i told them all i going there but in the end tak jadi. then i leave amirul, sudiana and raimov for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;alarmed my phone at 5am, but i went back to sleep till 1pm. haha&lt;br /&gt;perangai gemok.&lt;br /&gt;head down to ecp and reached around 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;Crystal and Nurul left when i came.&lt;br /&gt;left Jaafar, Khairudin, Afiq, Zuhairi and Thomas plus me. so pathetic kan? ):&lt;br /&gt;then only left ayam and hotdog. and both tasted so funny. with some seasoning that&lt;br /&gt;they throw non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;but its still edible though. finished up the food then Jaafar, Afiq and me&lt;br /&gt;head down to Santi's house to deliver her stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;day one was better. at least thats what i heard. like everyone came.&lt;br /&gt;exclude me and Zuhairi. mr ashley also come siaa. ! so many people ! hmph.&lt;br /&gt;might as well just book one day right ?&lt;br /&gt;chat on msn till 5am. wth. but awesome. seriously. will do that again tonight.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 1pm. haha pig siaa.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go out but tak jadi. nono, not that i want.&lt;br /&gt;i was invited to go out. but tak jadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent touch any of my books yet.&lt;br /&gt;homeworks. F&amp;N and Bio. haiyaaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;will cheong it till finish on friday. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;school starting soon. and i havent buy any books for next year.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even have my booklist.&lt;br /&gt;i havent buy new uniform. i want a new bag. &lt;br /&gt;im not prepared ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im craving. for SSSSSUUUUUSSSSSHHHHHIIIII !!&lt;br /&gt;REALLY ! seriously. forced my mum to bring me eat sushi.&lt;br /&gt;haha. gona really have fun tmr! yeah ! eat till im satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;i entertain my cravings like a monster you see.&lt;br /&gt;gagaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my birthday. a dreadful thing to remember.&lt;br /&gt;its on band camp. ),: nevermind. thats okay.&lt;br /&gt;i'm cool. this year will be the last one anyway. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;after THIS year, no more band camp for me !! WEEE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to the beat. can you hear them?&lt;br /&gt;it beats with you. this heart of mine.&lt;br /&gt;everything you do never fail to curve my straight face.&lt;br /&gt;we're so near yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;just pebbles away but you're so far to reach out to.&lt;br /&gt;they say eyes are windows to our heart.&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to be able to read you.&lt;br /&gt;neither do i think you can.&lt;br /&gt;maybe those claps are really silent.&lt;br /&gt;you see another day gone by,&lt;br /&gt;and we're nowhere close to what i dream for.&lt;br /&gt;i never stop wishing, that those clap will have rhythm and sound.&lt;br /&gt;and what wonderful music we can create, together.&lt;br /&gt;if only your heart beats with mine, too.&lt;br /&gt;i hearts you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-377709773332759470?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/377709773332759470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=377709773332759470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/377709773332759470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/377709773332759470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/12/concert-was-blast-stage-fright-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-7843280925185658009</id><published>2010-11-23T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T23:21:01.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger is back. i've been wanting to post about my five days in Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;tsk, it recover so slow that i forgot what i wanted to share.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, lets refresh my memory together. lol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, left for Hong Kong just almost a week before ROD.&lt;br /&gt;at Hong Kong, gotta say that my first day sucks.&lt;br /&gt;my unluckiest and saddest sad case ever !&lt;br /&gt;i lost my phone. that's all, not gona elaborate on anymore shits that happened.&lt;br /&gt;i must say that im quite glad i lost my phone.&lt;br /&gt;its like a blessing in disguise and really sort of fated.&lt;br /&gt;God and bestfriends know what's in my phone, and i was somehow 'forced' by God to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;its about time anyway. and i didnt cry because i lose it. i cried because i felt so shitty.&lt;br /&gt;so nothing much on day one. thank god day two was better.&lt;br /&gt;the days just get better everyday as it past. thats all i could remember.&lt;br /&gt;though i cant remember the sequence of events that occurred very well,&lt;br /&gt;i still remember all events ! i remembered one of the nights that we were supposed&lt;br /&gt;to watch the Symphony of Lights at some city near the sea.&lt;br /&gt;its like Singapore sia ! AWESOME ! the wind was like freakkking strong.&lt;br /&gt;the rest went to see the lights whereas me, Qihui, Hakim, Andy, Adnan, Josh and Syaqir hang around the brigde.&lt;br /&gt;me and Josh feeling2 titanic. hope his gf tak marah. but it was just a photo anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;Hakim got so hyped up and crazy , he jumped around like first time keluar kandang.&lt;br /&gt;gereks uhhh. then we camwhored alot. but another sad case, cant upload them.&lt;br /&gt;my camera memory card spoil. )': luckily it spoils on the fourth day.&lt;br /&gt;because day five was boring too.&lt;br /&gt;some breakfast i dont know when and Hakim keep on commenting on one of the Indian girls about her make up.&lt;br /&gt;totally overdress. and dr punye pandai, try to disturb her by acting 'charmed by her looks', because thats what she seems to want.&lt;br /&gt;end up, the girl mcm terpikat. HOT TOPIC TUU ! haha, kept on disturbing him about it from then on.&lt;br /&gt;well, i stopped eating breakfast after the second day. because its dim sum and vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;like, wth. tak selera. i sanggup mati kebulur you know.&lt;br /&gt;then mcm biase, ade dua bear on my left and right, Hakim and Andy who will like nag, " kau dari pagi tak makan. makan lah something ." lol, mak aku pun kalah.&lt;br /&gt;serious sia, dorg dua mcm bear.&lt;br /&gt;the last dinner meal was awesome. because we ate at some mosque, finally proper food.&lt;br /&gt;and some more its like Hari Raya Haji belated. so it felt like home.&lt;br /&gt;the science museum was awesome too. ride some stupid car game which everyone enjoys. haha&lt;br /&gt;then went to the toilet with Adnan and Alif. they waited for me for quite awhile so they explored first.&lt;br /&gt;and enter this room of magic. not. haha some video conference room. Alif was at&lt;br /&gt;London or somewhere and i think i was at Hong Kong. Adnan kept 'teleporting' padahal bilik side by side je. haha&lt;br /&gt;kekek ahh. enjoy alot. then go shopping. disneyland was much more fun !&lt;br /&gt;took photo with winnie the pooh, mickey, minnie, goofy, pluto, donald and daisy duck.&lt;br /&gt;photos cant be uploaded. ): wanted to buy mickey's magician conductor hat for mr poh but i scared i burst my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;so haha, yeah bought him some pathetic stuff. at least better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i sweeter than him luh ! go melbourne never buy for me anything ! ): grr.&lt;br /&gt;me, qihui and ugi took the space mountain ride. which was the freakking indoor roller coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;6th storey high. i took the ride despite warning on motion sickness which could aggravate the effects. lol&lt;br /&gt;end up feeling so sickk. we were reminded to gather infront of the castle by 6.30pm to get a good spot&lt;br /&gt;to view the fireworks before disneyland closes. met the guys and asked them to join us&lt;br /&gt;but they took their last 2 round of rides on the space mountain and end up being late for the show.&lt;br /&gt;everyone already gathered there so we didnt get a good spot. Hakim snapped some ugly photos on my camera since he was blocked by trees. ):&lt;br /&gt;we were so excited about the fireworks that we left Hakim's bag behind. he didnt lost it btw.&lt;br /&gt;not as unlucky as me. (:&lt;br /&gt;the exchange to Bishop Hall school was great. the guys there are tall man !&lt;br /&gt;spore guys are like nothing. one of them caught my eyes but, i tetap love melayu lah.&lt;br /&gt;haha passing fancy jer.&lt;br /&gt;snap photos with them, exchange email blabla. played games with Hakim and Josh. and we kept winning some of the games&lt;br /&gt;until the student leaders who was in charge of their booth dont allow us to play anymore.&lt;br /&gt;because we get sweets for free ! sape taknak. bus trip mendak oii so munch and bite is the way to go. ohh, now that i mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;Hong Kong landscape is like WOW ! there's alot of mountains or hills. the scenery is fantastic man.&lt;br /&gt;however to think about it, they desperately need transportation to travel.&lt;br /&gt;jauh lah giler ! haha&lt;br /&gt;i think i covered all that i wanted to say. just that its not in sequence so pandai2 korg lah ehk. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back to singapore safe and sound. my uncle from KL turon just to pick me up seyh.&lt;br /&gt;lol, world. padahal he come down to celebrate Hari Raya je. yelah, sambil menyelam, minum air.&lt;br /&gt;separation makes us realise how much something meant to us. thats what i felt.&lt;br /&gt;i was touched. no matter what shit happened, you are who you are and i cant change that. air yg dicincang tak akan putus. (:&lt;br /&gt;so we head down to ECP and ate satay, ikan bakar and alot more lah ! haha&lt;br /&gt;next day got band. prepare for ROD. blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROD was fine anyway although it was quite a rush.&lt;br /&gt;especially my booth. since i left Yuni to do the job all alone.&lt;br /&gt;at least i helped decorate the booth ! i cried mcm bdk mati mak gitu *knock on wood*. rabak giler.&lt;br /&gt;fulfilling day. band, band, band and now, a few more days to Genting.&lt;br /&gt;time flies quite fast hor.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt celebrate my sis birthday. and as usual, my birthday gona be on band camp.&lt;br /&gt;how many times must i remind myself that ? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im having this stupid feeling.&lt;br /&gt;something about you that makes me smile. alone and retardedly.&lt;br /&gt;though its not strong to make me go crazy, it just make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;but when i start to wonder that maybe those claps are silence, i realised the possibilities are going to hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe this wont happened. i shouldn't have even thought that it will be.&lt;br /&gt;or, it should have been done earlier ?&lt;br /&gt;if only.&lt;br /&gt;i hearts you lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-7843280925185658009?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7843280925185658009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=7843280925185658009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7843280925185658009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7843280925185658009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/11/blogger-is-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-9012992556413053155</id><published>2010-10-31T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T23:30:46.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>results are out! yeah! i got promoted! alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;i just sound happy coz im good at it. but fact is, my results are like kns.&lt;br /&gt;i failed three and passed three. means, just passed lah.&lt;br /&gt;my percentage is 50.3% and im like the 19th in class. conclude urself.&lt;br /&gt;i regret not taking history ): really felt so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;my history was like waaaaayyyy better than geog luhhh.&lt;br /&gt;not that much lah but still.. i forgot why i chose geog. )':&lt;br /&gt;its too late to regret though. i cant regret anyway.&lt;br /&gt;there's a reason for everything.. uwaaahhh (: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this whole week, post-exam activity week, its like dragon-boat,&lt;br /&gt;carnival plan, dining etiquette, carnival planning, carnival planning, carnival planning.&lt;br /&gt;its not in sequence btw. so since the whole week was filled with carnival plannings,&lt;br /&gt;isn't it obvious that i wont come? haha&lt;br /&gt;yah, thats what i do. i came only to the non-carnival planning days.&lt;br /&gt;but unluckily, dragon-boat was canceled due to the haze.&lt;br /&gt;$5 burnt. lol. semangat already sia. plan what to do and wear. sekali cancel.&lt;br /&gt;dining etiquette was quite fun. we went to eat at Breeks.&lt;br /&gt;theory was a killer because it was boredom. i must say that my family had already&lt;br /&gt;groom me well enough to know the do's and dont's on the table.&lt;br /&gt;just that, i dont practice it. (: this explains why theory killed me.&lt;br /&gt;we all cant wait for practical because we get to eat 3course meal.&lt;br /&gt;awesome.... not.&lt;br /&gt;the soup was the best. the spaghetti sauce was urgh. the chicken was nice. the dessert was yumm..&lt;br /&gt;vanilla ice cream and warm brownie. who could resist that. but i did resist some.&lt;br /&gt;felt so fat and full. so i finished my ice cream only.&lt;br /&gt;Qeen helped me eat the brownie. hhaha anyway, there's nuts so i dont really enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;bleahhhs&lt;br /&gt;thats all.&lt;br /&gt;and i only came to one carnival planning day.&lt;br /&gt;i was even late and that was the second last day. i helped draw the banner, ugly-ly.&lt;br /&gt;then watched UP. go home. waste time right!&lt;br /&gt;then the next day i never come. last day of school and the release of results slips.&lt;br /&gt;haha prangai. actually i forgot that there's no school on Friday so yeah. thats why.&lt;br /&gt;still, Friday came to school for cm and sl meeting. blabla&lt;br /&gt;many classes were still preparing for the carnival.&lt;br /&gt;i helped Rafifah to colour a cloud! cool. then i left.&lt;br /&gt;then i kept running up and down, looking for Mdm Khor for my report book. but she kept disappearing.&lt;br /&gt;finally found her then went out to eat and blablablabla.&lt;br /&gt;next day, Saturday, Ping Yi Open house and Carnival! YAY! not.&lt;br /&gt;the carnival sucks. let me finish.&lt;br /&gt;because i didnt quite participate in it. so it felt -.-zzz&lt;br /&gt;and when i want to, there's band. forever got performance. but i managed to help out abit.&lt;br /&gt;atleast. but still.... sad case siaa.&lt;br /&gt;didnt get to join my classmates in having fun )':&lt;br /&gt;and my balloons ! my $3 gone ! im so pissed and sad. i gave Vania and she gave Jianhao and he disappear.&lt;br /&gt;and Vania dont want help call sia! wtf. PISSED ! &lt;br /&gt;i wanted it to be a rewarding day for me anyway. i treat myself to a soft toy and balloons and that was what happened.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. i'll buy balloon next carnival. and i'm gona tie the balloon strings on my wrist and never let go.&lt;br /&gt;or even let anyone touch it. =P&lt;br /&gt;it sounds pathetic but balloon fly = money fly.&lt;br /&gt;today, Sunday, performance at Sata. -.-&lt;br /&gt;cool? (: blabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days ahead. its a dread thinking about it. &lt;br /&gt;lets see since im so free to list it down.&lt;br /&gt;tmr&lt;br /&gt;1st Nov - bridging&lt;br /&gt;2nd Nov - bridging &lt;br /&gt;3rd Nov - bridging&lt;br /&gt;4th Nov - bridging and band&lt;br /&gt;5th Nov - bridging&lt;br /&gt;6th Nov - bridging&lt;br /&gt;7th Nov - ??&lt;br /&gt;8th Nov - bridging&lt;br /&gt;9th Nov - bridging&lt;br /&gt;10th Nov - bridging&lt;br /&gt;11th Nov - bridging&lt;br /&gt;12th Nov - bridging&lt;br /&gt;13th Nov - band&lt;br /&gt;14th Nov to 18th Nov - Hong Kong trip&lt;br /&gt;19th Nov - band&lt;br /&gt;20th Nov - ROD!&lt;br /&gt;21st Nov - ??&lt;br /&gt;22nd Nov - ??&lt;br /&gt;23rd Nov - band&lt;br /&gt;24th Nov - ??&lt;br /&gt;25th Nov - band&lt;br /&gt;26th Nov - band&lt;br /&gt;27th Nov - band&lt;br /&gt;28th Nov - ??&lt;br /&gt;29th Nov to 3rd Dec - Genting trip&lt;br /&gt;16 DAYS holiday. YAAAAYYY!!&lt;br /&gt;21st Dec - band&lt;br /&gt;22nd Dec - ??&lt;br /&gt;23rd Dec - band&lt;br /&gt;24th Dec - ??&lt;br /&gt;25th Dec - ??&lt;br /&gt;26th Dec - ??&lt;br /&gt;27th Dec to 30th Dec - band camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year and school will start again. SYF fever again. pressure again.&lt;br /&gt;omg, im sec4 next year! o levels! i almost forgot. wow, time flies very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;too long already.&lt;br /&gt;im so tired.&lt;br /&gt;see what i meant? LOL&lt;br /&gt;okay bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-9012992556413053155?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/9012992556413053155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=9012992556413053155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/9012992556413053155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/9012992556413053155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/10/results-are-out-yeah-i-got-promoted.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-148082994165870884</id><published>2010-10-17T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:51:39.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to update tmr. but tmr shall be another post if possible. =D&lt;br /&gt;well, last paper already! chemistry! YESZAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;my fingers just recovered though. it was swollen! *pathetic face* haha&lt;br /&gt;but really, i couldn't bend my right hand fingers. all four of it. and it really grew fatter.&lt;br /&gt;but i recovered already. and i didn't complain okeh! now then i want to *sobs* haha&lt;br /&gt;i don't really want to talk about the papers. i couldn't bring myself to start thinking about what's going to happen next. =D&lt;br /&gt;well, band starting soon. cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to have like post-exams activities, then release of results, then holiday.&lt;br /&gt;only God knows what im feeling. i dont know whether i should be scared, happy, excited&lt;br /&gt;or whatever else. the situation is such a pain.&lt;br /&gt;the suspense, the results, the trips. TSK&lt;br /&gt;band starting soon. Yay! or Yay? i dont know. see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how love feels anymore. so i dont know how you feel. i dont know what you're going through. i dont know how to be there for you. although i know i've been there before. i know its not the same. my heart was ever hurt, my love was thrown away, like thrash and maybe not once. but i couldn't feel it anymore. i couldn't understand. and when i thought i did, i know i couldn't be of any help. like i said, its not the same. all i know and im very sure of is that everything hurts. it hurts to see you cry. even when we know it might be your fault. it hurts to know all those years are just wasted time and moments and memories. it hurts to see these thing fails in front of you. it hurts to be aware of everything. it hurts to know that i have been hurting you. i never wanted to be selfish. i should have understood your situation but have you been fair to me either? i know now is not about me. but when then? when can it be about me? it hurts you too, doesn't it? my ego, his ego. it does right? i really hope i could rewind time. to see what went wrong. or just rewind further back and stay in the past. but what's done is done. people change. truth will be told. time will tell its tell. you have to let go somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell, oh! just remembered. went to Charlotte's birthday party last night.&lt;br /&gt;so little people. other than her family members lah. its was held at her aunt's place.&lt;br /&gt;some condo deep deep inside Kambangan area. was late and the last one to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to buy her birthday present. but since i was already late, decided to change my mind.&lt;br /&gt;and go there empty handed. but she'll get her present. first one on my 'to buy souvenir for' list.&lt;br /&gt;since i'm going Hong Kong. =B whatever. wanted to swim there. but then, i lazy pack stuff.&lt;br /&gt;so dont care. just got my feet wet since Bryan and Aron already splashed on them.&lt;br /&gt;and my face! hit my eyes somemore! got contact lens you know! lol&lt;br /&gt;watch them swim and Vania and Jian Hao dont know do what while me and Jing Yi just sat and chilled.&lt;br /&gt;then we go eat. after eat then we chilled at the jacuzzi area. Charlotte brought sparklers.&lt;br /&gt;the whistling one. then we play awhile then something happened. so we stopped.&lt;br /&gt;so went back to eat somemore. then Charlotte cut cake. then happy2. then me and Aron have cake war. he started it.&lt;br /&gt;Aron damn busted. and gay too. ask me accompany him go toilet. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but i still go ah coz i wanted to go toilet too. we didnt go in the same toilet though. please&lt;br /&gt;then walk back. then Bryan and Aron started playing with my hair. wait, i cant remember how it started.&lt;br /&gt;maybe Bryan started it but anyway, yeah they were like tying my hair in this ultra high bun.&lt;br /&gt;look like some Japanese hairstyle just that, its more retarded. then he center-parted my hair.&lt;br /&gt;HE FREAKING CENTER-PARTED MY HAIR! and he says that its HOT! and know what i said?&lt;br /&gt;haha " I'M NOT LEA MICHELLE LAH, YOU ASS! " because i know how much Bryan want her to be his wife if all other dream wives doesn't want to be his wife.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Aron help me with my hair then i left because its almost 11. like just say bye and walk off.&lt;br /&gt;then Aron was like catching up, because he also want to leave. so we walk together.&lt;br /&gt;kind of ALMOST got lost because we followed his shortcuts and walk under the void decks.&lt;br /&gt;but we didn't so Aron proud. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;then we walk to the other side of the road. alot and alot and alot of empty cab pass by.&lt;br /&gt;i was like flagging and he'll be like "NO!! GO BUS STOP!" *drag me* repeatedly until we were close enough to the bus stop&lt;br /&gt;and he flagged a cab for me. how sweet. the cab smells like watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;and got cockroach also. wth right!. i would have screamed if i wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't. haha i so man. LOL. so i was like sitting at the edge of my seat so&lt;br /&gt;that the cockroach won't climb up my back. omg, unimaginable.&lt;br /&gt;then reached home. blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i finally updated. people like Jeffrey should get a life. haha&lt;br /&gt;honored? lol seriously, because if not i have to update more post.&lt;br /&gt;when you dont even have any blog! do you? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokay&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-148082994165870884?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/148082994165870884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=148082994165870884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/148082994165870884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/148082994165870884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-wanted-to-update-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-4086676144804184395</id><published>2010-09-04T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T01:22:52.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its September holidays now.&lt;br /&gt;i have loads to share!&lt;br /&gt;so, let me talk about Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;it was Aces and Teacher's day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Bollywood dancing for the upper sec. retard ah. the instructor syiok sendri. haha&lt;br /&gt;so for the finale, we dance waka waka. level by level. alot of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;i laughed my ass of watching mr ashley dance. hahah he so kayu lah! thats for having too much muscles!! haha&lt;br /&gt;the celebration as usual, will be screaming like siao.&lt;br /&gt;though i was alone, still got Ayu and Syafika and all so taklah paiseyh sgt.&lt;br /&gt;got the best seat in the house! i was in the first row and at the center. beat that!&lt;br /&gt;lol kay tk perlu. neck hurts anyway. but suddenly i felt so unlucky sitting at the center SINCE I DONT KNOW WHO WILL BE PERFORMING.&lt;br /&gt;if i know maybe i will change seat for THE MOMENT and after curtain close i'll sit there again.&lt;br /&gt;EYESIGHT PAIN AH! INFECTION. DISEASE. haha kay dah busted but dont care.&lt;br /&gt;video the dance items. snap photos of Shaza, Junior, Is and the guitarist.&lt;br /&gt;NS and Andrew was the emcees. Raimov says he heard something that i replied to NS when she asked a question. &lt;br /&gt;haha. i didnt know i was that loud because he was somewhere at the center of the hall. and i just say no loudly.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt even screaming. haha well actually wanted to but my voice got stuck so i was like 'NOOooooo..' haaha. perangai..&lt;br /&gt;scream scream shout shout yell yell&lt;br /&gt;for teachers. manymany teachers. then tired haha apelah&lt;br /&gt;celebration finished then chiong-ed down to canteen to look for Adrian.&lt;br /&gt;he pangseh me. he dont want to go back to Yu Neng when weeks2 before teacher's day arrive&lt;br /&gt;he'll be asking me if i want to go back. telling me to go meet Mdm Dewi. blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be replying see first ah, see how, whine whine etc etc&lt;br /&gt;in the end he's the one who dont want go. -.-&lt;br /&gt;because there's band, then they give only 1 hour excuse. then he whine not enough time.&lt;br /&gt;Si Ling help to ask for time extension till 3.30pm then he still dont want go.&lt;br /&gt;padahal skolah dekat je! so i just leave with Qeen and Fieyana.&lt;br /&gt;cab-ed there because i dont want waste time. 1 hr 30 mins is not very long you know!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha especially when reminiscing gona take place. its never ending.&lt;br /&gt;Qeen, Fie, Azreenie, Sabrina, Sufian and Anas jer yg dtg. plus aku. so sikit seyh.&lt;br /&gt;we came then kena halau sia.. because the lower primary kids gona have their recess soon. so cannot stay at canteen&lt;br /&gt;then like i swear i forgot every teacher. except Mdm Dewi and Mdm Zainon. haha wth kan.&lt;br /&gt;so when i was talking to my friends then i realised how much my memory suck. but it was refreshed. (:&lt;br /&gt;talk talk then 2.50pm i left. took 225. bus so slow! waited for 15mins then come.&lt;br /&gt;reached inter then chiong-ed to 222 bus stop. bus also late. text Ryan. asked him if he reached school already.&lt;br /&gt;he said yes. he told me to take cab then i was like, you give me money then you talk. haha&lt;br /&gt;its not like i dont want come early what right. its just that i got no money..&lt;br /&gt;he ask me to come faster because Mr Poh is scolding people for coming late. then i believe sia!&lt;br /&gt;he so basket. haha buat suspense jer tao!&lt;br /&gt;finally bus come but i was still late. i reached at 3.40pm. (:&lt;br /&gt;reena + sarcasm = rashareena shafiqa bte ramli lol&lt;br /&gt;when i reached, Mr Poh was actually smiling up to his ears.&lt;br /&gt;dont know why when i thought he was supposed to be in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;check check Ryan tipu. basket betol. serious sia. he still can laugh2 you know! haha grrr..&lt;br /&gt;play play play, 6pm then leave with Raimov and Ashima.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to take 87 with Ashima but she dont want take 222&lt;br /&gt;so i take 87 alone from interchange. slept like pig. break fast 45 mins late. haha&lt;br /&gt;while sleeping, Syafiq Daddy texted me to take care. i was like, why so random then he never reply. lol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;short day, and wasted time. haha&lt;br /&gt;get back our results. i freakkkkking fail English man!&lt;br /&gt;i think its because of my PAL. i failed that one paper.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know the percentage luhhh.. ): so i failed by two marks.&lt;br /&gt;and i pass Maths! border line jer. alhamdulillah. hehe&lt;br /&gt;i got second for Malay! Ayu beat me by 1 mark. haha&lt;br /&gt;also because of PAL. mcm shit ahhh. geram jer aku&lt;br /&gt;so overall i still pass. somehow i felt better cause this CA wasnt as bad as the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;that was horrendous man. now is just borderline fails.&lt;br /&gt;still got time to improve (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i paitao Raimov and Ashima. :D&lt;br /&gt;Ashima wanted to break fast with us. but i forgot. hehe&lt;br /&gt;so i go and make plans with primary school friends. haha&lt;br /&gt;then tibe2 on that day, Raimov need to go to Jurong for some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;then Ashima tak dtg skolah! baek ehh kau. haha&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, we paitao each other. lol cause anyway pun mcm no point kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, skipskip, Reunion with primary school girlfriends!&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME SHIT. RINDU RINDU SUNGGUH. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;since Malays can leave at 6pm to break fast on time, i chiong-ed &lt;br /&gt;to Ehub. take cab some more! just to not be late. see, aku sweet tao.&lt;br /&gt;sacrifice duit untuk korgs. lol, its more to not be late for break fast lah eh padahal. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Qeen, Fie, Amira, Sab, Hajar and Atiqah(PY) was there. all girls lah.&lt;br /&gt;guys semua ajak pun tak guna. (:&lt;br /&gt;went to eat at BBQ Chicken. tak sedap :X&lt;br /&gt;lol, maybe its not to my liking lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;so before we order, we were like calling the waiter the classic way.&lt;br /&gt;haha *clapclap then finger point up* Fie ajar.&lt;br /&gt;so busted then i was like, "eh, check if the waiter cute ke tak"&lt;br /&gt;then betol2 yg dtg tu cute kao! hhehehe kay linda miang. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but he not that cute lah. as in he's just decent lookingly adorable. (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;then from then onwards we were like calling him Abang Cute.&lt;br /&gt;we were .. okay tkyah share lebih2. hahah later i smile up to the ear.. haha&lt;br /&gt;skipskip&lt;br /&gt;camwhore alot, alot. ask one of the makcik who work there to snap some photo for us.&lt;br /&gt;we were freezing so we head down to the ladies after we finish. &lt;br /&gt;then Atiqah and Hajaj gotta go. send them to bus stop. while we were reminiscing Atiqah&lt;br /&gt;was crying infront for Aizat. she was heartbroken and we all was like, WTH dont do that for him.&lt;br /&gt;but we still let her cry. theni pause her tears just to take a hot with her. haha&lt;br /&gt;sempat eyh. then continue camwhoring after they left.&lt;br /&gt;decided to go swamp but then Sab and Fie got so superstitious so we just duduk pat park.&lt;br /&gt;we reminisce some more. about our common ex boyf : Haziq sepet.&lt;br /&gt;lol we were so kental. how he was throwing himself around. how we were betrayed by him.&lt;br /&gt;how we were so in love with him. haha then what that guy used to like me lah&lt;br /&gt;used to like her , gossips and bitches. hahaha so kekek&lt;br /&gt;how much we've grown. all those stupid moments are something to laugh at, now that we're more matured.&lt;br /&gt;cant say much for the guys. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;if this were to continue, it will never end. so i shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, went out to buy my baju raya. like finally. and bought my lenses. finally also.&lt;br /&gt;because i lost one of my previous lens and it was so annoying because it was transparent.&lt;br /&gt;so cannot find. geram jer. and my degree naik. wth so rabak. linda.. linda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaylah i updated long long.&lt;br /&gt;tired tao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-4086676144804184395?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/4086676144804184395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=4086676144804184395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/4086676144804184395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/4086676144804184395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-september-holidays-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-4716678156628639017</id><published>2010-08-10T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T23:50:56.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE! and Asyraf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still down with a flu. this time round of being sick,&lt;br /&gt;all my energy were used up and i took quite a long time to recover.&lt;br /&gt;because, this whole week has been busy. rehearsal, performance.&lt;br /&gt;i havent die. and i havent do my homework. haha&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i endured. good band member. haha and fail ah.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt come to school on thursday. cannot tahan. missed NDP rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;its just a rehearsal. so okay, move on. havent recover but still i come for performance the next day.&lt;br /&gt;got annoyed and irritated early morning. so freaking pissed. and i am still pissed.&lt;br /&gt;sunday, performance at Kaki Bukit. i get to see the YOG torch! okay so jakun. haha&lt;br /&gt;i swear, i miss that place. almost 2 years&lt;br /&gt;i didnt step foot there. oh, before that, i almost fainted during practice.&lt;br /&gt;like wth, its just the exact feeling when i almost faint on the field back in 2008&lt;br /&gt;before i got thrown to saxophone section from french horn section. haha. i saw doubles.&lt;br /&gt;i ate, you see. i actually do. breakfast and it was quite heavy. i was fine when i was changing into uniform.&lt;br /&gt;but when i took the deep breath that i have to to blow long notes, i saw doubles.&lt;br /&gt;my head spin. my hand got weak, luckily, there's strap to support my instrument. if&lt;br /&gt;not that thing fly.&lt;br /&gt;i was like trying to grab Jonathan by his hand but i just managed to hold. he tld me to sit and i did.&lt;br /&gt;then i felt like vomitting but my stomach was empty. like wth, i dont actually know what is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;so when Mr Poh, Ms Ng and others asked i just say i havent eat. but i did! okay so crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i got zero for my F&amp;N practical. thats what they say because i didnt come to school on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;so heartbreaking. seriously, its something that i was looking forward to yet..&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt make it due to the fever. i cant help it though. at least i have a good&lt;br /&gt;reason to make myself feel better. but its so unfair to me. TSK its okay. shall just cook at home for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promised myself to start studying next week. after all busy stuff is done.&lt;br /&gt;i lost focus for so long, time to get back on track. enough of disappointing myself.&lt;br /&gt;im so aware i have been lazing around. linda.. linda.. there's still time. &lt;br /&gt;PRAY FOR ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since its been ages when i last online, facebook was flooded. it will be when i disappear again after this.&lt;br /&gt;an ex-classmate tagged me a photo of my Primary 2 class. to be honest, my memory was&lt;br /&gt;actually regained by that photo.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot who used to be in my class. just most of them, not all. and i actually miss them.&lt;br /&gt;haha. see how much we've grown. we're taking our major exams next year. wow.&lt;br /&gt;time flies very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and im vowing to stay single for another year. although i already accomplished&lt;br /&gt;it (YAY!) but its somehow disrupted for two weeks. i felt so dumb. and i lost track of the dates.&lt;br /&gt;so lets just start all over again. since i have nothing better to do. i am so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;this gona save me LOADS of nags from my mum about BGR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i shall dedicate this whole paragraph to my friend. you owe me $10! haha&lt;br /&gt;Dzulreza Fayumi Bin Ramlan. my Baritonist friend from Woodlans Sec and he requested &lt;br /&gt;that i make him feel honoured when he reads my blog. so since im a good friend, thats what im gona do.&lt;br /&gt;and i already did. seriously reza, you owe me $10 :B hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(classic sign off)&lt;br /&gt;ending here now&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-4716678156628639017?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130967401427785209.post-6974613258342941194</id><published>2010-07-11T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T02:16:23.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back to update. hello.&lt;br /&gt;so life have been great. &lt;br /&gt;today i patch back with sudiana.&lt;br /&gt;means, im nt single anymore.&lt;br /&gt;got back one of my lesbian partner.&lt;br /&gt;nw im back in being a lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;what can i say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, okay i find 'talking' in straight tone is retarded. haha&lt;br /&gt;its been so long since i online. just now elephant grow paddlefeet.&lt;br /&gt;cn swim faster than duck. today is boring. i was supposed to go for some malay compo writing competition.&lt;br /&gt;one of the criteria to participate is for us to borrow 6 books from the library.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt. coz i forgot. since there was band yesterday that got me so tired.&lt;br /&gt;no, i wasnt tired coz of band! will get there soon. and when i remembered, it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;it's already 10.30pm. i texted cikgu and she never layan. then i also heck care.&lt;br /&gt;thought of borrowing it the next day, which is today. but the istruction say the receipts&lt;br /&gt;must be dated some date to 9th july. and today is already 10th july. haha so i heck care also.&lt;br /&gt;and they wanted to meet at Aljunied mrt at 8.15am and i really cant plan my timing coz&lt;br /&gt;i dunoe hw long my journey will be. and i heck care also. lol so in the end, i waste my tym slacking at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the tired part. yah i wasnt tired coz of band. i was tired coz i was mad.&lt;br /&gt;at rashareena. gt so pissed. sumpah. lucky there's aswan, saved my life. good thing&lt;br /&gt;that he live nearby and that he is a kaypo that likes to peep out of his window. if&lt;br /&gt;not maybe im gona hold grudges till now. but yeah, most probably not coz i cant be&lt;br /&gt;mad for too long. and after all, she is still my junior. got to accept her mindset.&lt;br /&gt;after blowing my top, i seriously got so exhausted coz it made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, its a normal and automatic thing that gona happen when im super mad.&lt;br /&gt;but it was just a matter of minute. i chilled afterwards. thanks to shikin and yuni for helping (:&lt;br /&gt;they have endless supply of tissues. wow. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, raimov almost got hit by the bus. close shave sia. blame sudiana.&lt;br /&gt;haha dont know what we were doing then sudiana pushed raimov indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;she pushed me lah, then i pushed raimov, then he land on the road. lucky he was somewhere near the bus' door and not the side mirror.&lt;br /&gt;lol, we were laughing so hard and loud that we didnt hear the bus coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, im back in using the shitty puki cookie phone. haha&lt;br /&gt;i left my boyfriend. i dont want to hurt him. he ate too much until he couldnt open his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;he couldnt digest the protein, carbohydrate and fats to all different cells.&lt;br /&gt;haha what crap linda talking? my memory card got full, i tried to arrange my inbox according to names and in the end it couldnt open inbox.&lt;br /&gt;i was so scared im gona have to sacrifice him by trading him in that i decided to gave up on him instead&lt;br /&gt;and use another phone. at least he havent officially died or we have officially broke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, thats all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, how i wish i could read minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite sudiana advise about not to talk about humans, im still gona do it.&lt;br /&gt;coz this one, not exactly human. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things may sound like it has already fallen back into place again but the truth is&lt;br /&gt;no change has been made at all. at all. a shattered glass was left to heal by itself.&lt;br /&gt;you came back to fix it, it sounded so easy. smithereens can never be fixed you know.&lt;br /&gt;it has been awkward and what, its still awkward. i think i know why, coz you changed.&lt;br /&gt;you love your new life now. you've moved on with it. you're already so comfortable. you're starting anew.&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, you didnt. you just became what you were before you joined us.&lt;br /&gt;you were not yourself when you were with us. you change just when you joined us.&lt;br /&gt;and when i thought you really have already changed.&lt;br /&gt;truth is, im tired of thinking about you. but i cant help it coz deep down, i know i still care.&lt;br /&gt;when i seriously know i shouldnt have bothered coz i dont think you cared that much.&lt;br /&gt;and furthermore, you came back. you mess with the flow. and you're gone again.&lt;br /&gt;what you want anyway? i really wish you will read this. coz pls, im so tired of entertaining all this.&lt;br /&gt;or, is it coz u expect us to make the first move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah, lantak kao lahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;okay, sudiana. updated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-6974613258342941194?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6974613258342941194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=6974613258342941194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6974613258342941194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6974613258342941194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-back-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-5862032092384940644</id><published>2010-06-12T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T23:33:15.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello, world.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm updating again. happy?&lt;br /&gt;i swear, i feel like i'm wastng my time. oh, actually i am wasting my time.&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to do biology online on wiki and heck i'm here.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i needed stapler for some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;out of initiative, mummy bought it for me. how sweet.&lt;br /&gt;and how smart, she didn't buy staples. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abdul Raimov Shawal Al-Attas Bin Syed Abdul Rahman,&lt;br /&gt;ko kan , satu blom abis ko dah cari lagi satu..&lt;br /&gt;ko jgn tambah lagi masalah sudah. tkpe nti bile2 aku ingat nti aku bbl ngn ko jelah kay.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;oh, aku sayang ko jgk &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i didnt get to go to bbq. due to fever. 39degrees siot.&lt;br /&gt;haha okaylah its actually nt that bad. i had a throbbing headeache.&lt;br /&gt;haha so panadol-ish. lol but true luh. i was actually sitting on the floor while bathing.&lt;br /&gt;and oh, that reminds me. i had this conversation with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;i was like confiding in her and trying to share wth her how bad my headeache was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: you know, i took everything down to the floor. the body shampoo, hair shampoo, toothpaste and toothbrush. i sat down, fold my legs and shower. (interrupted)&lt;br /&gt;my mum: ah yah! same2! i do that too sometimes! haha. the new floor very comfortable ah. you can lie down on it too. ^~^&lt;br /&gt;me: T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad case sia. she ignored me. and talk abt the new flooring.&lt;br /&gt;yah, kay i'm still sick.&lt;br /&gt;amirul owe me a souvenir. haha, muke tembok sia. lol&lt;br /&gt;well, he'll be back tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i miss Sudiana Said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-5862032092384940644?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5862032092384940644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=5862032092384940644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5862032092384940644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5862032092384940644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-1059384269701422165</id><published>2010-05-30T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T22:38:58.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, what's up?&lt;br /&gt;okay wait. first, congratulation to myself for passing my exams. nyeheh&lt;br /&gt;although i failed three papers which resulted in me failing three subjects.&lt;br /&gt;and all shits from teachers. blahh. and i need to bring my parents down to get my slip.&lt;br /&gt;so, claps...&lt;br /&gt;well, band resumed. yaaaaayyy.&lt;br /&gt;at least there are things to do. like i said, i got no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since i am lifeless, i checked my friendster. super lame right?&lt;br /&gt;its freaking......*speechless* old?&lt;br /&gt;okay so i checked my messages, bulletin all that shits. and i found old flame's msgs.&lt;br /&gt;wow, i realised i used to have a cute boy as my boyf. wtf hahah&lt;br /&gt;then i started having flashbacks of others. what crap sia.&lt;br /&gt;not including the latest one. well, though he havent text me for two days.&lt;br /&gt;i dont actually care. coz im actually tired of entertaining people and ignoring people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me end here today&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div 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hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-2276594369580466959</id><published>2010-05-13T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T21:24:34.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello peepo. im back just to say that i will be gone again.&lt;br /&gt;so, see how time flies. very fast. my previous-previous post has been a sad one, i must say.&lt;br /&gt;things aint the same anymore now.&lt;br /&gt;it means, you must not be too attached to something. learn to let go. haha&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, im moving on. since he wants it that way, i cant do anything.&lt;br /&gt;he changed. i changed. we all do. i miss those times, i love it. the feeling.the surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;its so irreplaceable. i might be hurting anyone out there. he/she just need to understand.&lt;br /&gt;well, i cant expect others to understand when i dont understand it myself.&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that, i no longer have any place in his heart or even ever existed in his life.&lt;br /&gt;now, he live his life and i live my life. we need our space to breathe and grow.&lt;br /&gt;let time tell its tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its exam now, i cant afford to get myself distracted. i just couldnt help it.&lt;br /&gt;im aware, that im living with hypocrites, surrounded, and eventually being just like them.&lt;br /&gt;faking a smile each and everyday. feigning happiness, all those laughters.&lt;br /&gt;im not as strong as i look. all the things you see are just the things you understand.&lt;br /&gt;you come to me, confide in me. yes, i said i'll be there for you. but it just seem to be too much to handle.&lt;br /&gt;i need a pillar of support too okay. its just too much that im affected and i'll fall.&lt;br /&gt;im not strong for this. im feeling just as insecure as you are. sharing doesnt help.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling doesnt go away with all the words that left my lips.&lt;br /&gt;some time alone might be the best but how long am i supposed to run away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to fake a smile now, again. haha&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, exams are fine. i must say i am proud of myself for at least trying to study.&lt;br /&gt;its scary how to see my grades drop from sec one.&lt;br /&gt;it was, WOW.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what im doing with my life. what shit im soaking myself in.&lt;br /&gt;teachers will usually go ; 'you are an O level candidate'&lt;br /&gt;i'll freaked out by the time they finished their sentence.&lt;br /&gt;im aware. i know. i'll question myself. so this go on and im still so blank.&lt;br /&gt;what can i say...&lt;br /&gt;so, a few papers are a breeze. i have lots of confident when answering but as per normal,&lt;br /&gt;usually, the answers just couldnt let me get the marks. i dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;so, now ive got my answers written, im just left in praying hard.&lt;br /&gt;3 more papers left. im going to enjoy long hours of sleep after that.&lt;br /&gt;i got no life, so?&lt;br /&gt;its not the time to celebrate yet what right.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i actually need those sleeping hours. i havent been sleeping well.&lt;br /&gt;im unable to sleep at 12am, waking up at 6.30am, get ready by 7am and reach school before 7.25am.&lt;br /&gt;the timing is perfect. because i used to live so near.&lt;br /&gt;and oh, that reminds me, i miss sharifah khairunnisa and boo keong! haaha&lt;br /&gt;plus all my other primary school best friends. memories...&lt;br /&gt;back to the story.&lt;br /&gt;but now, haiz.. i need to sleep earlier. 11pm should be the latest!&lt;br /&gt;i got to wake up latest by 5.30am to get ready on time.&lt;br /&gt;and leave home by 6.25am, wait for lift, walk to bus stop and reached before 6.30am to take the 6.30am bus.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes the lift took too long coz some people from other floors delay it. grr..&lt;br /&gt;so i missed the bus. still, misery dont stop there. i stll need to walk from technopark. wait, im complaining too much on this.&lt;br /&gt;irritating sia linda. well, im just sharing. haha&lt;br /&gt;i know you will say some people might be suffering more. you wont understand until you taste it okeyh!&lt;br /&gt;haha, okay its funny why i suddenly felt it.&lt;br /&gt;i miss band. it seems like i have too much time at hand at such that i dont know how to spend it.&lt;br /&gt;especially my diffeent sizes of babies. as in the instrument. not the players.&lt;br /&gt;haha, well, i miss them too. i miss just doing band stuff lah kay.&lt;br /&gt;like falling in, running up with our bags, setting up, warming up blahblah. the times.&lt;br /&gt;getting scoldings and scolding. alot to learn everyday. time are never wasted.&lt;br /&gt;now what..? kay, just anticipating for band to start again.&lt;br /&gt;its hard to please humans anyway. i'll eventually be complaining again that band is sucking too much of my time. haha&lt;br /&gt;at least im occupied and distracted by a good reason or a better reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this post is long enough for an after-so-long-update.&lt;br /&gt;i'll end here for now.&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-2276594369580466959?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2276594369580466959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=2276594369580466959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2276594369580466959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2276594369580466959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-peepo.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-8749720605087977450</id><published>2010-03-31T20:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T22:01:47.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know if i should be sad or mad, with what im facing. i dont know if i should be relieved, after expressing, or worried, for what's going to happen next. i dont know if im really the cause of everything because you dont want to tell me anything. i dont know what more im supposed to do to make things right again. i dont know if what i did was enough. i've tried. i dont know if what i did was what im supposed to do. i dont know if putting away my ego is the right choice. i dont know whats on your mind. i dont think you're helping in any way. im not sure if you like it this way, you look like you do. i dont know what else i gotta say. i just hope and wish and pray that you understand whats happening here. i love this friendship too much to an extent that i cried when i shouldnt have. you're really not helping. i dont know whether i was the one who bothered too much in trying to make us like how we used to be or you were the one who cant be bothered at all. it hurts you know. sometimes i wonder if those the times that are spent are those the times that are wasted. sometimes i wonder if i have ever make a difference in you life all this while for you to care. sometimes i wonder do you try to put yourself in our shoes to understand whats happening in here, deep inside. sometimes i wonder if you are sensitive enough to even notice my existence. at times, i think im thinking too much about you to even wonder. i hope you understand. speak up your mind, please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 more day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-8749720605087977450?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8749720605087977450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=8749720605087977450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8749720605087977450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8749720605087977450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-know-if-i-should-be-sad-or-mad.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-7730724807455336839</id><published>2010-03-29T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T23:47:50.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why is it so hard for you to understand ? stop giving me the temptation to kill you , please .&lt;br /&gt;i do feel like strangling all the shit out of you , plus the brain . URGH !!!&lt;br /&gt;i cant help being mad at every reaction you give . you suck lah kay , you suck .&lt;br /&gt;im sorry , i dont know how more straightforward i should be . *ripping your vodoo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-learning at home tmr . theres still band . 11 more day to go .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need some sleep .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw you . i really hate you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gdnyte , world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-7730724807455336839?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7730724807455336839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=7730724807455336839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the list can actually go on to a never ending ending, but, okay people like ME dont bother so its for everyone ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outdoor at indoor stadium in 14 day more . good luck to me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what im doing with myself . its a stupid decision that need to be made and had been made .&lt;br /&gt;either move on or i'll be stuck there, dangling with nowhere to go if i dont want to budge&lt;br /&gt;because there's no turning back . no matter how much i wished i was back there back then .&lt;br /&gt;everything like how it used to be . yet again, life is short . i've got to keep looking forward but for&lt;br /&gt;this, no, i want to stay . i want to hold on to the memories . what can i do ? all these happened so&lt;br /&gt;fast . too fast that i didnt get to enjoy it while it last . a question just change everything in a blink of an eye .&lt;br /&gt;yes its a regret, but thats because what happened isnt what i hoped to happen . everything&lt;br /&gt;breaks my heart even more instead . im so shattered lah .. i dont understand what i actually&lt;br /&gt;want . i used to mention that i dont want it to happen due to the consequences . now that i asked&lt;br /&gt;for it to stop to prevent the consequences from happening, it got out of control and it seems like&lt;br /&gt;the consequences dont just happened there . what shit am i talking ? okay lets just say, its just&lt;br /&gt;going around in circles . no point trying to stop it if its really already going to happen .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/S64fADyItUI/AAAAAAAAAOk/9R1ccl_Tl5k/s320/DSC00159+%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453330284668302658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found a few old pichaa which i never uploaded .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/S64Ts9SSOtI/AAAAAAAAAOU/FMT_oH46_1s/s1600/P1020011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/S64Ts9SSOtI/AAAAAAAAAOU/FMT_oH46_1s/s320/P1020011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453317861878676178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is old &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/S64TsgQbl1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/mbfMiSs203I/s1600/Member+aku+la.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/S64TsgQbl1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/mbfMiSs203I/s320/Member+aku+la.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453317854086272850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was what it was after Fafa and Irfan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/S64TtP-bExI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ry6DfOZQwAc/s1600/DSC02530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/S64TtP-bExI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ry6DfOZQwAc/s320/DSC02530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453317866895643410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;now its just this with Syuhada and Ryan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;its been three years . how time flies . whats going to happen next ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-8856122733898462814?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8856122733898462814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=8856122733898462814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8856122733898462814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8856122733898462814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/03/before-anything-let-me-wish-those-whose.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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/__KgMiSfPg9U/S64fADyItUI/AAAAAAAAAOk/9R1ccl_Tl5k/s72-c/DSC00159+%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130967401427785209.post-8921475072774089264</id><published>2010-03-14T08:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T09:52:22.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people change . influenced and pressurized by peers .&lt;br /&gt;or probably , they change just because they feel like it . they got bored with this circle .&lt;br /&gt;we used to treat everyone equally . getting the same treatment .&lt;br /&gt;happily . well , at least thats how it used to seem like .&lt;br /&gt;we used to care for one another , everyone is concerned for each others' whereabouts , studies and so on .&lt;br /&gt;but now , some people get a better treatment which seems like they love to be in the center of attraction . and others didnt mind about it .&lt;br /&gt;because they are the one giving the treatment .&lt;br /&gt;now we , who still wants to keep the flow as how it used to , felt so left out , alone and abandoned .&lt;br /&gt;they share laughter among themselves . not involving the people around as if we dont exist .&lt;br /&gt;they give that *up to u* kinda thing attitude . maybe not everyone .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shutting oneself out , being asked by others okay or not , still keeping quiet , others give that *i dont give a shit already and whatever * face just because their answer are not replied .&lt;br /&gt;isnt the answer quite straightforward already ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty obvious that they asked just for the sake of asking .&lt;br /&gt;at least thats how it looked like . there's no more sincerity .&lt;br /&gt;things used to get better afterwards , but now , everyday is already different .&lt;br /&gt;its not going to get any better .&lt;br /&gt;where did the love that everyone used to have gone to ?&lt;br /&gt;where did all the memories that should have at least been appreciated disappear ?&lt;br /&gt;life was better back then .&lt;br /&gt;yet again , people change . which people like me are not prepared to accept it .&lt;br /&gt;but its their life . who am i to change them if i dont have a place in their heart anymore .&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i never had a place at all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this whole post is just about me and my feelings . and about how things looked like from my view in my position .&lt;br /&gt;maybe you dont know who i'm referring to . if you think i'm referring to you , before you get mad , get the whole picture first . you might understand , that i'm sad .&lt;br /&gt;i dont expect anything , i'm just feeling sorry for myself that i felt so useless as a friend .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isnt just it .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-8921475072774089264?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8921475072774089264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=8921475072774089264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8921475072774089264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8921475072774089264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/03/people-change.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-8509787554061511169</id><published>2010-02-13T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:03:34.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;i'm left alone at home with my sister's fucking shitty puki cookie phone.&lt;br /&gt;haha okay, i'm so pissed lah okay !&lt;br /&gt;i changed my stupid cookie to sony and now i dont have to get it back but i need to use my sister's one?&lt;br /&gt;irritating.&lt;br /&gt;mummy took my phone. she wants to sell it away. D=&lt;br /&gt;thats like so called the longest living boyf i had.&lt;br /&gt;so many things shared, darkest and deep secrets. jokes, tears, affectionate touch.&lt;br /&gt;all love and care showered. he's been so loyal though he sulk all the time by blacking out and&lt;br /&gt;barring my texts to leave its space. now, mummy force me to let him go.&lt;br /&gt;that never happened.... usually i was the one ditching phone and ask her for a new one.&lt;br /&gt;which i usually find 101 thousand explanation to make her allow me to change phone after&lt;br /&gt;receiving quite a long nag of me being ungrateful and not able to be responsible and take care of good stuffs&lt;br /&gt;but now, my mum became rich pe siaa? suke2 nk tukar hp. like fun fair. i'm sick and tired already lahh.&lt;br /&gt;pissed okay, pissed !&lt;br /&gt;okay, lets just chill.  a day with this phone can't be that bad.&lt;br /&gt;at least Carmel proves that this phone is worth using coz she's still using it. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm in no mood already. so bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-8509787554061511169?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8509787554061511169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=8509787554061511169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8509787554061511169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8509787554061511169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/02/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-9127944992870022958</id><published>2010-02-08T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:37:56.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i'm back. abit too late to tell you whats on the 4th of Feb?&lt;br /&gt;i dont actually know how i remembered this date but i did. and so&lt;br /&gt;its been a year. i'm proud of myself eventhough i feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;well, they should understand if they really do.&lt;br /&gt;all in PB which i finally update after a year too? haha =D&lt;br /&gt;ask if you want my link.&lt;br /&gt;pray you'll get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-9127944992870022958?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/9127944992870022958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=9127944992870022958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/9127944992870022958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/9127944992870022958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/02/okay-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-2929237950721626018</id><published>2010-02-01T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:52:26.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellooo. i online with no aim so i decided to blog .&lt;br /&gt;so hello again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so the day was fine . wasn't in the mood for school&lt;br /&gt;and i decided to come late . i wasted time . left at 7am reached at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;walked slowly to school . then saw mcm2 perangai peh prefects . lagi2 Atikah. haha&lt;br /&gt;lesson blablablahblahhhhhh .&lt;br /&gt;my dad called me during biology class after recess . and i was like , ' since when did he become like my mum? '&lt;br /&gt;haha. okay, what i meant was calling me during school hours . when she's fully aware that i'm in school having lesson .&lt;br /&gt;but, since its coming from my dad, i was scared . siak je . so nurul was like , 'Pick up.. who knows emergency. '&lt;br /&gt;lagilahh aku takot. i asked permission from teacher to pick up she allow .&lt;br /&gt;then tawu2 angkat je kene marah . basket siaa . he thought i cabot school .&lt;br /&gt;because the school call him . when the school actually can call me like how it did the first time i was really absent .&lt;br /&gt;TSK , they never mark attendance . okay . my fault .&lt;br /&gt;so i got so irritated for dont know what reason and head down to GO right after school to mark my attendance .&lt;br /&gt;sorry Tan Hui =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wait for the rest finish class, head to McDonald's and BF treat us all milo mcflurry .&lt;br /&gt;i chipped in 50 cents =D thanks ehh . i love you lah . lol&lt;br /&gt;yelah, tgu org tu nk blanje double choc ehh , mcm tgu bintang nk gugur .&lt;br /&gt;head home .&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, yesterday's concert was awesome . got the centre seat coz we were early .&lt;br /&gt;spent the 15 minutes break camwhoring . lol&lt;br /&gt;after concert, we head down to Marina Sq . we walk for like what, one whole round when there's shortcut ?&lt;br /&gt;camwhored along the way which kept me awake for awhile .&lt;br /&gt;reached home in time of curfew , 10pm. see, linda is a good girl . *grinning*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever, photos willl be uploaded soon ?&lt;br /&gt;kay people, good night, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite.&lt;br /&gt;dream of me, confirm its a sweet one , don't worry . LOL&lt;br /&gt;ehh enoughlah&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-2929237950721626018?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2929237950721626018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=2929237950721626018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2929237950721626018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2929237950721626018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/02/hellooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-955024809275788942</id><published>2010-01-18T18:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T15:25:50.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ? im back . i know my blog need some revival .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just so happen think that i have time today , so i'm just gona blog .&lt;br /&gt;been blowing my top these few days . okaylah , no need kaypo about that alrite .&lt;br /&gt;but, yeah, i've been so cruel to make use of someone innocent as my punching bag .&lt;br /&gt;for the others that i'm mad at , that wasn't considered as venting anger . i'm really mad at you .&lt;br /&gt;everyone , please congratulate me on the 4th of Feb . =D hee .&lt;br /&gt;its my 1 year anniversary __________ . the reveal will happen on the day itself .&lt;br /&gt;or , maybe , i won't mention at all . later outsiders dah kaypo2 at my blog then zzzz .&lt;br /&gt;i'm so proud of myself you know ! haha . kkay , tak perlu seyhh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read this book , Dare to Forgive . another tak perlu topic but still , try reading it .&lt;br /&gt;search for it at any library uh . vehveh good book . =D it helps alot luh okay . recommended by me =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been great . it was so unlucky of me . i wanted to have my corn something soup as lunch last Friday .&lt;br /&gt;but heck , syafiqah(bi) cooked it so nice that Ammar , Fafa , Alif and err, some other people i don't remember who finished the soup up . so none left for me =(&lt;br /&gt;nevermind , at least i had my spongecake. =D&lt;br /&gt;i regret tasting Afiq's spongecake . haha . i dont know how many scoops of cream of tartar he put .&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know how come he can amek FandN haha . kay nie part dah busted .&lt;br /&gt;joking jer yer . haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we're drifting apart . what's wrong with you? why just disappear and not explain? haven't we been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;those who's always there to cheer you up? when will you realise how much we love and care about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you? we've gone through all thick and thin together yet this is how you treat us? we expect nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;more from you, just explaination. no point in us trying to maintain this friendship if there's no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;trust and understanding and with you, not helping us to understand .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-955024809275788942?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/955024809275788942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=955024809275788942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/955024809275788942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/955024809275788942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-6310996107840705476</id><published>2010-01-10T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T01:12:59.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back  ! for today only . Happy New Year !&lt;br /&gt;i'm so beat . been having 5-6 hours of sleep a day everyday . what is that kan ?&lt;br /&gt;but just now cca carnival woke me up . worth the 5 hours of sleep .&lt;br /&gt;was shouting my lungs out during the cheers uh .. then everyone got so hyped up&lt;br /&gt;during drumline then dah mcm B.E.P's concert . haha&lt;br /&gt;Miss Wong came and she asked how many sec1s we aim to recruit .&lt;br /&gt;we gave the  digits and she was like , ' WAHHH !  u're stealing 90% of my ncc member . ' lols&lt;br /&gt;anyway , the angklung and dance join us after lunch for practice . wow seyh .&lt;br /&gt;so enthu . atikah and fieyana even more semangat . bawak balek flag sekali kao ! haha ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-E-T-S-G-O !   LET'S GO !  LET'S GO !    the cheerleader's cheer . =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so cute yet ... and addictive . haha&lt;br /&gt;its a surprise i'm starting to think like you .&lt;br /&gt;great minds think alike ehh ? haha&lt;br /&gt;btw , thanks to everyone for the brthday wishes okay .&lt;br /&gt;and these rich people who bought me beady and another pooh bear ; Tiffany and Hui Min &lt;3s&lt;br /&gt;okay . i can't open another millimeter of my eyelid . so enjoy the term jelah ye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-6310996107840705476?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6310996107840705476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=6310996107840705476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6310996107840705476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6310996107840705476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-back-for-today-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-6075229552792154312</id><published>2009-12-13T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:17:06.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yayy? holiday finally starts . FINALLY ...&lt;br /&gt;but its the worst holiday now that i welcome it without my phone .&lt;br /&gt;its with bf now . =( i dropped it . huahua . mampos . hp jahanam nie confirm .&lt;br /&gt;luckily he was still waiting for his mum to fetch him . if not, i don't know what to say .&lt;br /&gt;well , gonna get it from him tomorrow i guess ? he better be free !&lt;br /&gt;and his mum better not be in the way ! ='(&lt;br /&gt;no vibration for two nights at 10pm (normal routine) . haha. kecoh per ...&lt;br /&gt;oh , rebonding hair soon ! oh no . my money is still with Ashima and i wasted like $9++&lt;br /&gt;to photocopy scores and movie tickets . and food . the list can go on sia .&lt;br /&gt;my Hari Raya collection seyh tuuu . ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister brought home some friends to bake cupcakes .&lt;br /&gt;and before they even started , they blacked the whole house out .&lt;br /&gt;hahah .. that happens whenever they use the oven .&lt;br /&gt;kay so i'm waiting for Wednesday . Raimov wana treat us go swimming at Jurong .&lt;br /&gt;like , entrance fee only . pathetic kan ... i thought he want to treat us food also or whatt .&lt;br /&gt;but yeah , at least he's treating us . told my mum about it then she kaypo2 want to follow .&lt;br /&gt;haha bagos ehk gitu . mak bpk kite make friends . lol&lt;br /&gt;still not confirmed yet . kay i tired right now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my phone D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-6075229552792154312?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6075229552792154312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=6075229552792154312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6075229552792154312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6075229552792154312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/12/yayy-holiday-finally-starts.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-9124257328360707027</id><published>2009-12-09T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T09:54:45.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm updating ! lol&lt;br /&gt;i'm mentally tired right now .&lt;br /&gt;YOG friendship camp opening ceremony is over .&lt;br /&gt;finally . and i must say that i'm so proud of myself . hehe&lt;br /&gt;okay , so while waiting for our turn to perform ,&lt;br /&gt;we were trying to blow that long strip of balloon which were use for balloon sculpting&lt;br /&gt;mcm siaoo . aidil can blow seyhhh . whole body tired sia .&lt;br /&gt;brain , cheek , lips , jaws , diaphragm , everything luhh .&lt;br /&gt;skipskipskip .&lt;br /&gt;after band , adrian can't stop pulling my wonderbra strap .&lt;br /&gt;he's jealous cos mine is way more sexy-er than his one .&lt;br /&gt;changed and head down to KFC . had our dinner then walked around interchange .&lt;br /&gt;pit stop at Watsons since we saw this one whole trolley of soft toys .&lt;br /&gt;pooh bear , tigger , piglet and all . huahua .&lt;br /&gt;then accompany Raimov to buy waffle at Prima Deli .&lt;br /&gt;walked back to bus interchange , ready to head home .&lt;br /&gt;bumped into He Tong and Zhao Xun .&lt;br /&gt;sekali i realised my wallet missing .&lt;br /&gt;fck siaaaa . i freaked out like some idiot ahh . ransacked everyone's bag before tracking back our footsteps .&lt;br /&gt;He Tong left while Zhao Xun joined us .&lt;br /&gt;rushed back to Prima Deli and the rest helped me asked the auntie if they saw any wallet .&lt;br /&gt;while i was freakking pissing off at Ryan Sia Chong Ren for not wanting to pick up his damn phone and answer me to check if he has my wallet .&lt;br /&gt;auntie say don't have so i was like already on the verge of breaking down .&lt;br /&gt;my brain is like going to burst uhh . Bonia dokk . haha my ugly picture-d ez-link card and other not-for-u-to-know-or-care documents inside .&lt;br /&gt;Raimov and Zuhairi was like , ' Sekali she left it at the pooh bear just now . '&lt;br /&gt;they check  and IT WAS THERE ! OHMYGAWDDDDD !&lt;br /&gt;hahaha . i'm so lucky that nobody took my wallet .&lt;br /&gt;since my intention of breaking down was stunted , my brain became so exhausted .&lt;br /&gt;okay , the feeling is so indescribable . then i kena scold . good ahh&lt;br /&gt;haha . so lesson learnt number one , keep ur valuables first before playing with soft toys if you wont be keeping an eye on them .&lt;br /&gt;lesson learnt number two , don't think of crying . your brain gona hurt .&lt;br /&gt;lesson learnt number three , dont take anymore lessons with me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh , i want to say this like for a long time already .&lt;br /&gt;amirul is a good shopping partner . haha random ehk .&lt;br /&gt;but true ahh . yeah , he accompanied me to buy bears for the alumni&lt;br /&gt;and also the materials for the fans (which i think is a waste of time)&lt;br /&gt;we didn't use it for YOG ! and waste my effing MONEY !&lt;br /&gt;bleahh . whatever .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know whats happening to Faizah and Izzati .&lt;br /&gt;we've lost contact siol . like , Faizah changed after being together with Ayie .&lt;br /&gt;and Izzati mixed with wrong company . i don't even know who she's mixing with .&lt;br /&gt;at least we know what is wrong and what is right .&lt;br /&gt;yeah like whatever . things are done .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudiana, i update long2 already . can ?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-9124257328360707027?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/9124257328360707027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=9124257328360707027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/9124257328360707027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/9124257328360707027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-updating-lol-im-mentally-tired-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-8972519381529417282</id><published>2009-12-02T04:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T04:36:29.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah. its already December .&lt;br /&gt;sis birthday is coming up , in less than 24 hour .&lt;br /&gt;ohkay . so how long have i not been updating ?&lt;br /&gt;desaru trip was great . ignoring the fact that i'm sick right now (damn) and i'm not having enough sleep .&lt;br /&gt;my fault . i slept with the chewing gum still in my mouth . got sore throat and spread to runny nose .&lt;br /&gt;slight fever and freakking headache . didn't actually went back home straight . my fault .&lt;br /&gt;next day, YOG practice . torture . came late . mabok gilerrr . sms-ed Vania and seek for 'sympathy' . haha&lt;br /&gt;fever subside and headache lessen after sweat . irritating uh .&lt;br /&gt;now i can't sleep . i didn't sleep . its already almost 4.30am , which is my time to wake up .&lt;br /&gt;nak mati pe ? and we're starting outdoor today . mehhh .&lt;br /&gt;blame my NOSE ! i hardly breathe lahh ! how to have my beauty sleep ? later got panda eyes . haiyahhh .&lt;br /&gt;well , actually , i was spending my time doing the fan .&lt;br /&gt;coz i was waiting for my sister to buy for me the fan in the afternoon .&lt;br /&gt;bloody basket . cheat my feelings . give me high hopes , in the end never buy .&lt;br /&gt;i head down to Bedok myself at 7pm while i'm still sick .&lt;br /&gt;and i swear , i never want to do that thing again . one annoying piece of shit .&lt;br /&gt;keep on rolling back and tear . really uh , i don't have enough patience for a third time .&lt;br /&gt;it has indeed been alil too tiring . i need a break . i'm still so sad to know that my birthday is on band camp. D=&lt;br /&gt;can i have a lil energy left just to have a bit of life ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dead and gone . bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-8972519381529417282?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8972519381529417282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=8972519381529417282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8972519381529417282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8972519381529417282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/12/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-975551967281814069</id><published>2009-11-14T16:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T19:17:32.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so, a Saturday with no band is what i have been anticipating .&lt;br /&gt;this whole week has been a hectic one since we're preparing for Drill Comp which was yesterday .&lt;br /&gt;its finally done and over . Saxophone get COP ! =D&lt;br /&gt;well , congrats to other sections . like Mr Poh said , the whole point of this competition was to give us an opportunity to bond .&lt;br /&gt;though my heart sank the moment we get the result , really , that was what we gain . the bond .&lt;br /&gt;though i didn't get my sweat and brain cells and the few hours of sleep to be paid off the way i wanted it to be ,&lt;br /&gt;i'm grateful enough to accept it the way it is . haha&lt;br /&gt;Saxy people , really, i love you all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Bieber is a white ? haha . deceiving . well , i used to think Rihanna was white too . back then . haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha kay , i caught this somewhere at tag . roses are red , pickles are green . i love your legs and look! what's in between ? lol&lt;br /&gt;that was random .&lt;br /&gt;i'm so bored . been online ever since just now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey , please don't leave me hanging .&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing you truck and truck and truckloads over here .&lt;br /&gt;i want you around .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap . bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagged by Aron Goh to do this survey .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- uhmm... still unsure .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever fallen in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sadly yes . cos it hurts .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you like older guys/ girls ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hell yeah! boys mature very slow you see . *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who are the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- family and friends ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What/Who are you thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i'm thinking about what to answer to this question . okay i'm done thinking .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- no personal favourite ? i grab what i think is nice .  :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you seriously in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- now ? nahh . just in love , not seriously .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Would you cry for the one you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- yeah , depends on situation . i don't cry for assholic heartbreakers anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Have you ever failed in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- who never ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your full name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nur Haslinda Izwani Binte Mohammad Maliki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Do you like your first name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- O.o ? skip .  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.How long have you liked the person you currently like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2 year 2 month how many days . lost track .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Have you kissed anyone in the last 48 hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- is my winnie the pooh bear considered as 'someone' ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Did you cry today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- nope . yesterday , yeah . ANGRY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What are you doing this morning at 8am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- checking phone and then back to sleep .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What are you doing an hour ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bloghopping .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.What are you currently doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- doing this quiz . watching tv . sms-ing . chatting . listening to songs . multi-tasking . hehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Who last texted you a msg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- for now ; Dzulreza Fayumi ( Woodland Secondary School graduating baritonist ? )   = ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Have you told anybody that you love them today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- yeah . PYMB sexy saxy people .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Do you miss anyone now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- yeah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Any plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- rot and sleep at home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Is there anyone you want to be with now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- pooh bear . i want to sleep .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Name someone who make you smile today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Irfan ! so cute ! heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Name a friend whose name stats with 'Z'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Zheng De. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Which of your friend stays closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ashima ! she lives at Sengkang . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Do you prefer to call or to text?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Text . more time to think . Aswan must learn how to do that , but he needs a brain first . (coz berok got no brain. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Was yesterday better than today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- its the same . in different perspectives .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Can you live a day without tv and your phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- yeah . i wasn't born with phone on my hand and tv on my eyes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Are you mad about anything now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- nope , no time to do that . life's too short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.Do you ever think that relationships are really worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- which relationships ? BGR ? depends on my partner .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Last person you visited in a hospital?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- my aunt .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.When is your last and second last hug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- yesterday . Hanisah 2nd last . Jonathan last . coz she was consoling me and Jony was apologising . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.How do you feel about your life now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i don't have a life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.Do you hate anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- nope . i dislike only .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hanisah , called her for Hidayu .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.Who usually sent you the most texts in a month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Zuhairi ? haha . bdk tuh tkde life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.Is your room messy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- very . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.What are you currently doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- why are you asking this again ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.Tag 10 people to do this survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you&lt;br /&gt;2. you&lt;br /&gt;3. you&lt;br /&gt;4. you&lt;br /&gt;5. you&lt;br /&gt;6. you&lt;br /&gt;7. you&lt;br /&gt;8. you&lt;br /&gt;9. you&lt;br /&gt;10. you&lt;/span&gt;                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-975551967281814069?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/975551967281814069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=975551967281814069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/975551967281814069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/975551967281814069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-saturday-with-no-band-is-what-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-3511024942804566280</id><published>2009-11-10T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:25:39.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back.... again .&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i felt so motivated since just now .&lt;br /&gt;ohkay , maybe i know . i just don't want to say . =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently putting all the songs together for Drill Competition Segment 2 .&lt;br /&gt;trying to make it as cute as last year yet a better one .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sectionals in school just now . with Saxophonists !!!&lt;br /&gt;i miss them truckloads ! seriously ! although the only seniors who were there are Ashima and Zheng De .&lt;br /&gt;oh, Ashima was 3 ++ hours late . haha . lame dokk .&lt;br /&gt;practiced Segment 1 . lots to perfect . then slacked at indoor sports hall .&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah .. went to prata shop and ate mee goreng with Ashima and Hui Min .&lt;br /&gt;slacked at playground , Charlotte came and gone .&lt;br /&gt;so we head home . took 87 with Ashima . gossiped - nyehehh . about many2 people .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , people do changed . suddenly some human who hates people to call him mat rep falls for someone which he used to say , well , wasn't his type - a minah rep.&lt;br /&gt;now i get what he meant by he is trying to change . ahahah . joke of the day ? lols&lt;br /&gt;that fact up there left my mouth hanging from its jaws .&lt;br /&gt;but , i'm not that surprised since it's coming from a jerk .&lt;br /&gt;don't worry , he'll be reading this and he know who he is .&lt;br /&gt;and jerk , don't worry . that girl trust me . i won't spread .&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep your identity hidden . for the girl's sake , not yours .&lt;br /&gt;anyway , jerk , you do change your taste very fast . which is rather unconvincing that you really want her .&lt;br /&gt;that girl cry , you die .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever . i'm still stuck with the songs .&lt;br /&gt;RAH ? i'm still at the first 40 .. secs ?!&lt;br /&gt;aiyahhh... fxck lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-3511024942804566280?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3511024942804566280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=3511024942804566280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3511024942804566280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3511024942804566280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-5327619628387623194</id><published>2009-11-05T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T02:14:21.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>classes are out . i'm in 301 . gyeah !&lt;br /&gt;no more Charlotte and Adrian . means , no more Chineee bestfriends . D=&lt;br /&gt;anyway , even if my first choice is 302 , linda C.M.I because she fails Maths and Science&lt;br /&gt;looking on the bright side , i'm so happyyy ! really . i get what i want . the report book helps lah kan .&lt;br /&gt;i already know where i stand so no need waste time appeal2 all .&lt;br /&gt;somebody tyco sia... get to promote.. yeah , whatever . not my problem also =D .&lt;br /&gt;i'm so bored , yet nothing to talk about .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, my BFF is the best okehh . i love hiim to the damn core !&lt;br /&gt;yeah , shan't put all the blame on him in the first place .&lt;br /&gt;its the sec1s NT girls at fault , you see . we know .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gdnyte eyh&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-5327619628387623194?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5327619628387623194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=5327619628387623194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5327619628387623194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5327619628387623194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/11/classes-are-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-2240855851126733501</id><published>2009-11-03T20:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:51:58.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am suffering a no longer rare illness known as boredom .&lt;br /&gt;i can die soon . right after this . now ? oh , no . a bit later .&lt;br /&gt;mehhhhhhh . no prepaid now . D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how time flies . band luhh . make me think so much .&lt;br /&gt;i was stoning when i suddenly thought of outdoor .&lt;br /&gt;back then , i was sec 1 . freshmen . the band was better .&lt;br /&gt;with Tahir and Wah Jing as drum major . of course .&lt;br /&gt;there were so many semangat seniors . fun and gerek .&lt;br /&gt;Hakeem especially =D abangku tercinta . nyehehh&lt;br /&gt;a better group of friends . now , we're the one who will be seniors .&lt;br /&gt;and the juniors are like those who don't mix around with people .&lt;br /&gt;except for some . they just actually mix with their sectionmates and classmates . boring&lt;br /&gt;if only things were just like before . alumnis helping out and all .&lt;br /&gt;current sec 3s will be graduating soon . my goodness . time really flies veh veh veh fast .&lt;br /&gt;nooooooooooooooooooooo ......... i will miss another batch of friends . D;&lt;br /&gt;the NA must pass tao . (Hanisah etc) =D so can spend another year same2 . heeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaylah.. enough rambling.&lt;br /&gt;i shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;bye2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-2240855851126733501?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2240855851126733501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=2240855851126733501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2240855851126733501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2240855851126733501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-suffering-no-longer-rare-illness.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-8499024022480226667</id><published>2009-11-02T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:01:13.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things didn't go as planned i shall say?&lt;br /&gt;yah so the whole point i'm blogging right now is to upload photos.&lt;br /&gt;but, i'm in the way. i don't have patience for now. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;lets just keep it rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sick on Saturday. didn't go for band.&lt;br /&gt;which i thought i would after lunch but C.M.I&lt;br /&gt;well, the weekend helps since headache was a bitch so more time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i soak in cold water for 1 hour on both days. doing practically.... nothing?&lt;br /&gt;flu on off? retarded sia nie hidung.&lt;br /&gt;so ? people actually still care ? i'm touched. seriously i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy is annoying. she will come home nagging. like what she just did.&lt;br /&gt;but she never fails to cheer me up again. with food. like what she is doing.&lt;br /&gt;do i have any excuse to be angry any longer?&lt;br /&gt;no luhhh. see, i'm growing sideways already.&lt;br /&gt;oh, that reminds me about dayyah oh dayyah (tm)&lt;br /&gt;she does have a will to cry infront of so many people ehh.&lt;br /&gt;i would have just run down the stage if i was her. betol.&lt;br /&gt;because if i were to cry infront of that amount of audience, then that experience must have been the most painful one.&lt;br /&gt;abit, unbearable i must say. and she made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;her story moved me, not that i reflected or something.&lt;br /&gt;even if i did, i'm not going to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye eh people.&lt;br /&gt;i hungrehhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-8499024022480226667?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8499024022480226667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=8499024022480226667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8499024022480226667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8499024022480226667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-didnt-go-as-planned-i-shall-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-2138006492850455440</id><published>2009-10-30T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T19:11:19.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YESZAAAAAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;today is officially the last day of school. oh, i mean, few hours ago. =D&lt;br /&gt;i failed Maths and Science. as usual. i don't expect anything more anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i just aimed to pass English. i'm gonna get what i want. BIO!&lt;br /&gt;okay. post exams had been fun. lazy to elaborate yaw.&lt;br /&gt;band is still on. i have all the time i need to rebond my hair! yipeee.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can this be a short one?&lt;br /&gt;oh, i don't need your answer.&lt;br /&gt;you read what i write okay.&lt;br /&gt;bye people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-2138006492850455440?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2138006492850455440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=2138006492850455440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2138006492850455440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2138006492850455440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/10/yeszaaaaaaaaa-today-is-officially-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-8384329515207332422</id><published>2009-10-27T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:21:53.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i haven't actually had a proper sleep.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least that's a good way for me to stay awake.&lt;br /&gt;went out with friends last Sunday. not a disappointing one.&lt;br /&gt;went to bowl at Marina Sq. allow me to be a gentle-lady.&lt;br /&gt;Zuhairi knows how to bowl okay. haha&lt;br /&gt;he proved me wrong. he beat me in both games that we played.&lt;br /&gt;you can't actually blame me. there's no size 6 or 7! even size 8 feels heavy.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i was still too exhausted carrying trombone on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;not trying to make an excuse okay. don't wonder or ask whether i get a strike because&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even get any spare! there must be a bad pin that hates the bowling ball so badly that it doesn't want to topple.&lt;br /&gt;izzati fell down like almost everytime. haha and i got my thumb stuck on the ball. that happens only once okehh!&lt;br /&gt;went to eat at KFC after that. camwhored with mirrors. haha, never fail to make me hyper.&lt;br /&gt;then walked back to Arcade. laughed at almost everything. played panic park with izzati.&lt;br /&gt;she quite strong ehk, tk padan kering. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;camwhored infront of escalator. self-time lah kan. well, it isn't as embarrassing as it will be if you were to pose alone.&lt;br /&gt;but since there's a group of us, and we share those stares, its kind of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Zuhairi tried piggy-backing me and end up hurting his back.&lt;br /&gt;eh, i light okeh! 45kg only. acceptable you know. tak strong lah dektuuu.... =D&lt;br /&gt;so, he emo-ed after that.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to head down to Barrage but things didn't go as planned as some people don't have MRT fare.&lt;br /&gt;so we discard the idea and bounced to Suntec instead. we actually walked there!&lt;br /&gt;the whole main purpose was to play water. and Raimov suggested we go to the fountain of wealth.&lt;br /&gt;sekali not open. so cannot enter.&lt;br /&gt;sat there awhile and started camwhoring again. i swear the pichaas there is nice.&lt;br /&gt;Raimov attempted to look like a matrep. carry bag high2. but he have the wrong bag.&lt;br /&gt;of courselah! he's not an expert or as pure like Joel Lim Chee Sen whaaaaaaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;then, we complete one round around the building just to start bouncing to Bugis St.&lt;br /&gt;not bad lah Raimov become our tourist. buat kaki aku penat jer!&lt;br /&gt;we walked till the first few shops only then we u-turned because they say not safe lah. blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;dont actually know what actually happened there before. so, just yeahyeahyeah to everything they say. =D&lt;br /&gt;Izzati left us soon after. then its like still early so we walked , again , to Iluma.&lt;br /&gt;tempat mendak gilerrrrr! there's really nothing much. so little human in there.&lt;br /&gt;we just walk around. level by level. and when we thought of going to the highest level of the building then we saw something that states '7 SKY'&lt;br /&gt;everyone kecoh. can't wait to get there with everyone with the same thing in mind ; CAMWHORE!&lt;br /&gt;haha. so took quite a lot of pichaa. very fun lah seyhhh.&lt;br /&gt;everyone needs to head home by 9pm which is rather early. but what to do. now live far already mahh.&lt;br /&gt;so we took the train. i board alone. *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;uhm.. exhaustion didn't stop there. band was on the next day.&lt;br /&gt;so i was like out since Wednesday till Monday? except Thursday. heh and oh, i just remembered, i still haven't give any parent letter.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;today is Tuesday? had Maths Trail at Changi Terminal 3.&lt;br /&gt;got to know that my group somewhat got the highset marks. of courselah, i leader what.&lt;br /&gt;hahah. cheyy, joking. but, they say we must share the prize with the rest of the class. walaoweyyy.&lt;br /&gt;not fair! OUR EFFORT LEYYY! sorry ah, i selfish uh. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post the photos some other time?&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-8384329515207332422?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8384329515207332422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=8384329515207332422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8384329515207332422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8384329515207332422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-havent-actually-had-proper-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-5551368655554093933</id><published>2009-10-24T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:50:40.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my dad cook ikan bakar larh seyhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;which i had craved for weeks ago. today then want to cook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im so over the crave already lehhh. then now vely full.&lt;br /&gt;justnow's nasi goreng like don't want come out like that. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was damn kecoh inside bus when we were heading to interchange.&lt;br /&gt;Fakhrina and Shafikah was like accenting one every word/phrase.&lt;br /&gt;suare base plakktuuu. haha tired you know laugh2.&lt;br /&gt;my veins bulge out siaaa. scary. its worst than carrying baritone.&lt;br /&gt;but i still suffer there too. nahhhh. not going to elaborate more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BF left early. and he ignored my msg. he's not joining us tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;which he was so enthu about. really. we take photos for you kay. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum is STILL so obsessed with Shakira!&lt;br /&gt;dreaming of becoming a better belly dancer maybe?&lt;br /&gt;haha. whatever lah mummy. i wont admit that i find her cute. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arhhhhhhhh! i cant stand it kay! i want to eat!&lt;br /&gt;im off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-5551368655554093933?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5551368655554093933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=5551368655554093933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5551368655554093933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5551368655554093933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-dad-cook-ikan-bakar-larh-seyhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-842711155868130851</id><published>2009-10-23T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:49:23.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;didn't go to school yesterday. i shall not tell ya why.&lt;br /&gt;so they got back language papers and maths.&lt;br /&gt;i supposed i dont have to be surprised yet i am surprised.&lt;br /&gt;but i trust my little blue birds. they say i failed maths.&lt;br /&gt;I STUDIED! tears. i didnt fail language papers. which i am pleased enough to know that.&lt;br /&gt;since, i diedie wana take biology. and the only criteria for me to take that subject is just 60 marks for English.&lt;br /&gt;which also mean i will be in neither the first nor second class. know what?&lt;br /&gt;i dont care. i diedie dont wana take physics.&lt;br /&gt;today, got back History, which i pathetically passed, DnT and Science.&lt;br /&gt;i failed science. by 1 mark. can promote? =( pls.....&lt;br /&gt;Andy got so worked up because he failed science. he must have enjoy physics that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;receive the timetable for upcoming band practices.&lt;br /&gt;it gona be a bloody hectic holiday. with band camp on my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;no party with family? =( well, actually i'm more scared of being sabo-ed. haha&lt;br /&gt;so, we're performing for YOG friendship camp? how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;i dont think thats the real thing anyway. so no big deal lah eyh. still, must work hard.&lt;br /&gt;i sure gona have lotsa trouble performing. am i to be blamed for being to short and surrounded with big and tall people, especially Monster?&lt;br /&gt;i swear he shook the whole level when he leap. i really do mean LEAP. some kind of man-made disaster? earthquake to be exact. haha&lt;br /&gt;in case you dont know, that Monster was imported from Korea. haha, yeah that one.&lt;br /&gt;outdoor coming soon. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, i'm craving for DOUBLE CHOCOLATE!&lt;br /&gt;its been ages since i had one. broke? no lahhh... been saving up for hair and other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i experienced and witness true love before. i know how it feels to love and be loved.&lt;br /&gt;nothing ever stopped those from happening. even the hardest obstacle that could actually destroy a couple sweet love story. in just split seconds.&lt;br /&gt;but it seldom happens if you are really true to your partner.&lt;br /&gt;its already hard so i dont want to add on. i dont discourage true love.&lt;br /&gt;so Syiqin, now that i see the sincerity in both of you, thats why i changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i do thought he was abit ______. blom abg2 lah katerkn. haha you know i know&lt;br /&gt;then yeah, last long je lahh kay. make sure studies tak affected! klu makin pandai tu takpe.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-842711155868130851?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/842711155868130851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=842711155868130851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/842711155868130851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/842711155868130851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/10/didnt-go-to-school-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-2868698159046396992</id><published>2009-10-17T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T18:49:53.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;did i mentioned, me going to maths class before going out for Hari Raya with secondary school friends and getting a comment from Andy Voon about my hair on the previous post?&lt;br /&gt;i guess not. so here how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy : You cut your hair? Coz your hair looks long.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Uhmm.. (interrupted ; Ryan Y.)&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Y. : How can a hair looks long when it is cut?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yalah. (interrupted again ; Andy)&lt;br /&gt;Andy : No, i mean you extend?&lt;br /&gt;Me : WTF??? NO. MY HAIR ORIGINAL OKEH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY! i know my hair looks rabak coz i dont take care of it so it looks like wig or something.&lt;br /&gt;but by saying it looks long coz i extend........ so unacceptable! this hair took effort okeh!&lt;br /&gt;i never used those instant fast method of growing my hair. or to look like my hair grew so fast.&lt;br /&gt;and extension are fake! im not fake! RAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;should consider rebonding my hair again if band's not on my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which. i heard band's starting soon. next Friday infact. i guess? that's what i heard.&lt;br /&gt;gawddd.. i never felt so anti-band before. can i kill me? this sucks. and, i missed Mr Poh's popeye looking blur face. aka God?&lt;br /&gt;ohmygawd. i dont believe i wrote that. i mean, type. i hope he don't read this. haha&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back to reading.&lt;br /&gt;after i managed to finally pay back my fine.&lt;br /&gt;and so, i've been reading nothing except a personal diary and email conversations.&lt;br /&gt;lotsa them. the whole book to be exact!&lt;br /&gt;gahhh. crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, dnt last paper! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;i'm not prepared for the shits.&lt;br /&gt;NEXT YEAR ; OUTDOOR! mampos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay bye.&lt;br /&gt;i hungry lahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-2868698159046396992?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2868698159046396992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=2868698159046396992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2868698159046396992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2868698159046396992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/10/did-i-mentioned-me-going-to-maths-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-8243059481455470603</id><published>2009-10-12T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T18:09:21.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO AMIRUL ARIF! (3rd Oct) and KHAIRI KARIM! (4th Oct)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, today is maths EOY paper. i studied tao! but yeah, its hard to apply.&lt;br /&gt;i burnt 23 marks overall. matiiiiiiiiiiiiii. bleah, more killer to come!&lt;br /&gt;i still have a lil bit of confidence with me at least. i hope i pass. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;went out with secondary school friends last saturday. so little people!&lt;br /&gt;so nak ramaikan orang, they invite Aswan. raya mahh, aku buat baik. nyeheh&lt;br /&gt;there were only me, Izzati, Zuhairi, Raimov, Amirul and Aswan.&lt;br /&gt;we meet up late. planned to meet at 12 noon but we meet at 1pm. haha&lt;br /&gt;blame me for it. but not my fault whatttt. then we head down to Qistina's house.&lt;br /&gt;we spent bloody one hour to look for her house. something wrong with her phone that's why she didn't answer any of our calls.&lt;br /&gt;we end up calling Carmel for directions. rumah dr peh byk guitar...... lol&lt;br /&gt;Zuhairi and Raimov busted arhh. they say, her house got swimming pool. very long blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;so i intended of 'jumping down' sekali check2 longkang. panjang plaktuu. PANTAT.&lt;br /&gt;then head down to a few more houses. we bounce from one place to another and back again.&lt;br /&gt;totally unplanned! last house was supposed to be Elham's. but i forgot that i no longer live at Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;so i didn't get to go to his house. mum nags. she said i made her worried.&lt;br /&gt;padahal aru pkol 12.20am.&lt;br /&gt;duit collection! bank in soon ehk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been ignoring this guy. well, a primary school friend. irritating lah siot!&lt;br /&gt;note ; I DO NOT STEAD WITH MY GOOD FRIENDS. NEITHER DO I FALL IN LOVE WITH THEM. NEVER HAPPENS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so therefore, those out there who thinks i'm in a relationship with Zuhairi Zurami, i tell, your eyes lie. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-8243059481455470603?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8243059481455470603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=8243059481455470603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8243059481455470603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/8243059481455470603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-belated-birthday-to-amirul-arif.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-6297363786129561529</id><published>2009-10-06T17:05:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:52:20.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SssdstU-JwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/AKOwgBFDLEo/s1600-h/DSC01443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SssdstU-JwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/AKOwgBFDLEo/s320/DSC01443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389434032997934850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im updating about last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;went out with long lost Primary School friends.&lt;br /&gt;gerekkk uhh. wasn't as bad as i thought it would be as no spoil-sport turn up. GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;intended to bring the whole batch along but most of them busy studying for upcoming exams.&lt;br /&gt;Alif botak (now got hair) brought his siblings along while Haziq brought two of his friends, Boi and Kecyk.&lt;br /&gt;we were annoyed by Kecyk's lameness at first.  lagi2 Syiqin. hahah but in the end, everything turns out fun.&lt;br /&gt;lots of camwhoring. but most of it with Fie. gona get it soon.&lt;br /&gt;met up at Syiqin's place. planned to meet at 1pm. Afiq Adam, Rakin, Fieyana and Suraya were already there when me and Sab arrived.&lt;br /&gt;sat down, drink and stare until 2pm. no one else come so we tell them meet at Afiq Adam's house.&lt;br /&gt;had our breakfast there. haha full then we go next door which is Syamsiah's house.&lt;br /&gt;she wasn't home. so we like tak tawu malu just masuk je. watch house bunny then Nadhier, Helmi, Haziq and friends arrived.&lt;br /&gt;thats when we got irritated. so we left and went to Suraya's house. they were wearing their shoes when we grab the opportunity to escape. haha perangai mepek&lt;br /&gt;they catch up with us and playplay with this baby. dont know lah anak sape jekk.&lt;br /&gt;name dier Isaac Ryan. if not wrong? alah, dont care. he dont want me siaaaa! he go to Rakin.&lt;br /&gt;bloooody black. ape jampi ntah dr pakai. hahah sial ah linda.&lt;br /&gt;Faizul bingit, tak dapat pegi umah Suraya. for two years lahh seyhh. haha i know you know.&lt;br /&gt;then went to Fie's house. vely the hot. two fans still not enough. haha. ate soto there but full, so tak habis.&lt;br /&gt;Haziq and friends are like puffing at every house. i think they finished two packs throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;left her house then saw Alif and siblings at staircase. everyone puff again. even adik Alif siol! not bad eyh.&lt;br /&gt;walked back to Mimi's house. run away again. by the time, we realised we brought too many people.&lt;br /&gt;there were 16 of us until Faizul finally reached and then we became 17. ramai tuhh..&lt;br /&gt;Mimi tuang air non stop. he wasted like 10% of the water from the jug. haha. dasar pemalas, boys whatttt.&lt;br /&gt;then head down to Mdm Zainon's house. unfortunately, she wasn't home. we thought of coming back at night but didn't.&lt;br /&gt;walked to bus stop infront of our Primary School. it looks more like shit. Go Singapore kape?&lt;br /&gt;its all red and white luhhhh. no more orange and white. i think cos Ping Yi has the same colour at the hall block there.&lt;br /&gt;we were like calling everyone who live at Tampines and asked if they'll be home whatsoever so we can come for raya.&lt;br /&gt;most of them are out or getting ready to go out. Double U Tee Edge ?&lt;br /&gt;so just head down to Interchange and camwhore while some of them go top up their ezlink card.&lt;br /&gt;boink down to Tampines to Dian's house. semue sombong shiooool. Mak dier pon!&lt;br /&gt;all her sister was at home. only Syiqin talked to her while me and Rakin finished up 2 bottles of her cornflakes. hahah sedaaap. ade chocolate chip! berebut lagik tao. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;someone burped out loud. disgusting enough. few silent moments later, someone fart! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;its not smelly, fortunately.&lt;br /&gt;then head down to kakak Shikin's friend's house. got hal down there. not happy luhh whatever. siket peh hal pon mau kecoh.&lt;br /&gt;no more house so we went to my house. planned to take 72 but long queue. so we took MRT.&lt;br /&gt;it didnt crossed my mind to alight at Bedok or Kembangan or Eunos to take the direct bus home.&lt;br /&gt;we all were like planning, 'okeh, outram then hougang.'  wasted their bux. inside MRT i emo-ed.&lt;br /&gt;skali Haziq yelled, 'ehk, naik bus kat kembangan! ' then i was like, 'eh, uh2 ehk..' haha&lt;br /&gt;but Kembangan vely far. so we alight at Eunos and took 854. they were effing noisy luhh.&lt;br /&gt;malu siakk aku! then this old malay couple next to me was like irritated. they tried to show their annoyance by playing this lagu raya on their phone loud2.&lt;br /&gt;instead of terasa and keeping quiet, they busted back by singing along. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;after the song finished, Alif peh kurang ajar, he played another raya song from Rakin's phone.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha sial. kekek pe.  then the old couple shut their phone up. we alighted soon after.&lt;br /&gt;finally we reached my house after the long journey. we heard whistling as my neighbours were playing sparklers.&lt;br /&gt;my mum offered them &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY SPARKLERS! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyone like small kid uhh. they were like, ' I WANT! I WANT! '&lt;br /&gt;tak sempat minum air. haha. some didn't get to play because of selfish people like Haziq took two packets.&lt;br /&gt;so those who didnt get to play went to eat as my mum already cooked for them.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was hungry since only Afiq Adam and Fieyana gave us food. haha&lt;br /&gt;they had second round also! meriah sungguh suasana. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then took photo. they thought of heading home after the pichas but my mum started to record vids of them and wanted to show them through the tv screen.&lt;br /&gt;they were delayed for half an hour. Haziq also kaypo, he take vids of them. and as usual,(dier kan tak tawu malu), most of them were filled with his face.&lt;br /&gt;he stepping baik ngn mak aku! mintak maaf sume padahal jarang jumpe.&lt;br /&gt;dier byk dosa ngn aku tknk mintk maaf plak tuh! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;they left around 10.45pm or so. we thought of going back to Mdm Zainon's house but its kinda late for an old lady to entertain young kids like us till late at night.&lt;br /&gt;so everyone just head home.&lt;br /&gt;uneditted photos. more to come. soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SsscnHUdZUI/AAAAAAAAAN0/BiZPrSH0Iuw/s1600-h/DSC01444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SsscnHUdZUI/AAAAAAAAAN0/BiZPrSH0Iuw/s320/DSC01444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389432837384267074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Muhd Faizul =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SssaqGfVPgI/AAAAAAAAANs/q6A92zoyvDE/s1600-h/DSC01449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SssaqGfVPgI/AAAAAAAAANs/q6A92zoyvDE/s320/DSC01449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389430689677786626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Siti Suraya Binte Salleh =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SssaXXiFUpI/AAAAAAAAANk/kbZeSPX2LiY/s1600-h/DSC01446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SssaXXiFUpI/AAAAAAAAANk/kbZeSPX2LiY/s320/DSC01446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389430367835214482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nurul Asyiqin Binte Abdullah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SssaFpUtpaI/AAAAAAAAANc/RUMC03mJ4Vs/s1600-h/DSC01453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SssaFpUtpaI/AAAAAAAAANc/RUMC03mJ4Vs/s320/DSC01453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389430063373329826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Akak Alif, Ashikin =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SssZyqQgkQI/AAAAAAAAANU/VVBo6qxCCww/s1600-h/DSC01448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SssZyqQgkQI/AAAAAAAAANU/VVBo6qxCCww/s320/DSC01448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389429737206616322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Muhd Helmi Kelip *blinkblink*&lt;br /&gt;inside joke luhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SssZZTilJbI/AAAAAAAAANM/GiTtEB2-u1s/s1600-h/DSC01454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SssZZTilJbI/AAAAAAAAANM/GiTtEB2-u1s/s320/DSC01454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389429301611668914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Muhd Afiq Bin Adam =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/Sssd7o8oPOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5FUKdzwdLwA/s1600-h/DSC01450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/Sssd7o8oPOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5FUKdzwdLwA/s320/DSC01450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389434289520131298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Muhd Haziq =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;matrep indon. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=6297363786129561529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6297363786129561529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6297363786129561529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-updating-about-last-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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/__KgMiSfPg9U/SssdstU-JwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/AKOwgBFDLEo/s72-c/DSC01443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130967401427785209.post-6075516337519949593</id><published>2009-10-02T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:42:35.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Language papers are over.&lt;br /&gt;English was : can make it.&lt;br /&gt;MTL was : do-able.&lt;br /&gt;for the first bloody time, i screwed up on MTL compo.&lt;br /&gt;okay, its not like composition, but more of like discuss kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;because, i was too lazy to be very long-winded and narrate craps.&lt;br /&gt;and, because i spent too much time on my dialogue. handwriting like shittt.&lt;br /&gt;and oh, i need a pen! for back up. its running out of ink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scorching sun shone above our head. drips of sweat rolled down my smooth cheek.&lt;br /&gt;cheyyy, dah mepek. hahah. but seriously, its very hot.&lt;br /&gt;so i took the long way home today, basically, everyone is alone.&lt;br /&gt;so i find it fair. and you don't have any reason to 'sulk' about.&lt;br /&gt;you're old enough, human! you so special uh? i must listen to you ahh?&lt;br /&gt;must accompany you go home, then you alight, who accompany me?&lt;br /&gt;self-centered. can you just for once think of others?&lt;br /&gt;you even ask us to meet you at Technopark like 7.30 on that Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;WE LIVE VERY FAR LAHHH DEYYY!&lt;br /&gt;tawu uh journey rumah ko stakat amek 10 mins. nk jumpe kol 7.30 limit kene kuar umah kol 6.45 sial.&lt;br /&gt;and its WEDNESDAY. sape yg nk g angon siang2 stakat nk lyn ko?&lt;br /&gt;ko nk jumpe pn stakat nk share problem ko ngn matae ko.&lt;br /&gt;bile ngah baik ngn matae ko, lupe kite uh.&lt;br /&gt;skg dah tkde dr, aru nk cari kwn. mintk tolong. kite kene lyn taik ko uh?&lt;br /&gt;nk kuar raya pn susah. tknk dr ikotlah, itulah, inilah.&lt;br /&gt;ko pikir ko idop sorg per?? majority wins kay. ko tknk dorg ikot, lebih baik ko sorg je yg tkyah ikot.&lt;br /&gt;all problems solved. without you is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out for raya tomorrow. Haziq called me i guess?&lt;br /&gt;suara dah pecah kepe boy? haha, yelahhh. dah abg2 ahh kirekan.&lt;br /&gt;i am expecting that tomorrow will be a great day with no problem.&lt;br /&gt;which rarely happens. confirm ade satu org buat prangai.&lt;br /&gt;mcm kt rumah Dian, dah tk dpt duit raya, kene halau plak tuu!&lt;br /&gt;i miss them all luhhhhh. how i wish i was still in Primary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkay, bye ah&lt;br /&gt;good night ehkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-6075516337519949593?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6075516337519949593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=6075516337519949593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6075516337519949593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6075516337519949593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/10/language-papers-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-4240205524305454544</id><published>2009-09-29T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T19:27:26.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello peepo.&lt;br /&gt;i'm updating for the sake of updating.&lt;br /&gt;English test is just 2 more days. which is this Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't study. nahhh, not going to be soon.&lt;br /&gt;i really should stop staring and start acting.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i know future ahead is not going to be a smooth journey.&lt;br /&gt;bed of roses do die without water. nothing comes out nice without effort.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(what lame theory)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better start thinking of what i want. and buck up. mummy nags about boyfriend too.&lt;br /&gt;' i give you education, you fool around with boys. waste time chatting, smsing yadaa yadaa yadaa yak '&lt;br /&gt;its not like i have boyfriend also. takde matae bising, ade matae pn bising. what she want????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facebook sucks lah kay. so tight security!....&lt;br /&gt;you can only change your name once.&lt;br /&gt;you can't delete your account except deactivate it.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, you can't create a new account.&lt;br /&gt;which that was what i was trying to do since i online.&lt;br /&gt;i regret listening to AMIRUL! because of him, i land myself in facebook.&lt;br /&gt;he told me to use facebook and play this pet game with him, padahal he just want to buy me after that.&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;dahlah tkde gambar, tkleh groom plaktuu.&lt;br /&gt;nk create baru pn tkleh, dah pakai account same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;29.09.2009&lt;br /&gt;bye hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-peepo.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-405753912471375947</id><published>2009-09-28T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T00:13:09.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wearing this uniform has become some cursed thing to do for me.&lt;br /&gt;which was ages long since i last touch that thin blue cotton thing.&lt;br /&gt;i was already late in the morning for school.  need to iron shirt some more.&lt;br /&gt;tie day so cannot wear P.E. and, i'm tie-less. lucky Amirul got extra tie.&lt;br /&gt;the day was great until after school. all spirit gone. buto&lt;br /&gt;i'm really tired. tired of being there, when no one even cares.&lt;br /&gt;tired of being there when i wasnt appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;tired of being there for them, but when its my turn, no one was there.&lt;br /&gt;tired of trying so hard, when no one bothers.&lt;br /&gt;tired of bothering so much since everyone careless.&lt;br /&gt;im tired of being so nice. im tired putting up too many fronts to make them think nothing's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;im tired of having to lie to myself for others sake, just to see everyone happy.&lt;br /&gt;im tired of running away. being alone is no longer a peaceful moment.&lt;br /&gt;its just another hurtful experience. you dont just stand and stare.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have made full use of that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everything's better now. pity birthday boy lah, pujok me from morning to night.&lt;br /&gt;huahua. but its massively due to me not being able to stay mad for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so anyway, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ZUHAIRI ZURAIMI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah tuwe. aiyah, lazy wish long2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-405753912471375947?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/405753912471375947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=405753912471375947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/405753912471375947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/405753912471375947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/09/wearing-this-uniform-has-become-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-6668958645271103308</id><published>2009-09-24T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:00:03.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the day haven't end. school as per normal. lazy to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;had assembly for freakkkkking long. blardy teachers.&lt;br /&gt;rushed home with Charlotte. didn't went down to canteen to say bye to the rest.&lt;br /&gt;didn't even inform them that we're leaving. haha.&lt;br /&gt;so took the first bus and took half round.&lt;br /&gt;accompanied Charlotte bought junks. and bought a kinder joy for myself.&lt;br /&gt;she goes gaga over the surprise that kinder joy contains. haha&lt;br /&gt;silence in the bus. i mean really. we just pass stares and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;she alighted and i slept. woke up just in time. alighted. gawd, this sounds lame.&lt;br /&gt;i reached home early. for ages long. now is like the first time i reached home early.&lt;br /&gt;online. Wah Jing talked to me after so long, suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;JUST TO ASK FOR VANIA'S NUMBER. -.-&lt;br /&gt;kay so now, i still have guests. yet i'm in my room. dont care lahh.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is Friday. no outing has been confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;NONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;can just forget it lah friends. kite dtg umah korg sudah. gerek?&lt;br /&gt;tkyah pening2 kepala aku nk pk psl korg peh feelings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read Syiqin's years ago blog post. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;she described the situation damn detailed that i remembered them just like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i realised how busted and immature i was at that time.&lt;br /&gt;she also babi ah mengumpat psl aku. huahua. joking.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, i know we were too young to understand and think.&lt;br /&gt;we did lotsa wrong in the past but we didn't hold grudges anymore.&lt;br /&gt;in fact now, we have more to laugh about. we're still friends.&lt;br /&gt;though people did change. 8 yrs and counting. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Poh dah fly. he go meet Chen Pei. haha. he must be enjoying himself.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. linda busted sakk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. 09. 2009 =D&lt;br /&gt;bye hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-6668958645271103308?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6668958645271103308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=6668958645271103308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6668958645271103308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6668958645271103308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-havent-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-3242918835298984943</id><published>2009-09-23T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:06:44.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;school starts late but i woke up early. with Charlotte. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we planned to eat breakfast with the coupons that we received for the most punctual class.&lt;br /&gt;lame. so met at inter and finally made up our mind to eat breakfast without using the coupons.&lt;br /&gt;haha. so bdk 202 melayu, klu nak mintk yerr.&lt;br /&gt;ate and crapped. Charlotte is a pig nowadays. haha&lt;br /&gt;she's been eating her plates clean. recess and lunch! which was rare.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. then we had a morning walked from inter to school.&lt;br /&gt;watched video during cme. was still full till recess. drank water then P.E.&lt;br /&gt;played captain's ball. tired, lucky not fasting.&lt;br /&gt;then english. did some vocabulary stuff. then Ryan Y. make a balloon flower sculpture for me.&lt;br /&gt;how sweet. went for science. That old guy boast about himself again.&lt;br /&gt;he said, ' i spent 6 yrs in primary school, 4yrs in secondary school, sumthing-yrs in JC, sumthing-yrs in University. 17 yrs of learning. you all are not even halfway there. you just studied for 8 years.'&lt;br /&gt;half awake during his lessons. didnt look at slides even. i dont understand what he teach.&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch and were planning who to invite for Raya outing with sec sch friends.&lt;br /&gt;numbers are small. tap klu npk orang, rumah tk muat siakkk. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then went for maths. blur abit. actually, alot.&lt;br /&gt;Linda was half dead back then. then cant stand. walked out of class after lesson.&lt;br /&gt;smiled at JianHao and Jacqueline then head home straight.&lt;br /&gt;i was rushing for time and i badly need a bed.&lt;br /&gt;so leave them alone. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now at home. Reza sms-ed to share some problem he had.&lt;br /&gt;alah.. poor thing. i'm here kay friend. anyth can picit. i'll entertain&lt;br /&gt;if prepaid tak low yerr. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why things happened unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have bothered in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;what is it that i want?&lt;br /&gt;haha. feelings mepek sakk linda.&lt;br /&gt;i really shouldnt have bothered playing game with Raimov! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-3242918835298984943?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3242918835298984943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=3242918835298984943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3242918835298984943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3242918835298984943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-is-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-6454118914654282759</id><published>2009-09-21T18:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T20:29:27.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ini untuk bdk2 melayu lah yer. klu tak dpt sms, baca je dari sini. jimat duit. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, sempena Raya yang mulia ini, kita nak mintak maaf klu&lt;br /&gt;terkasar bahasa ke, terbiadap ke, tertengking ke, termaki ke,&lt;br /&gt;termengumpat ke, terhina ke, terpukol ke, terwateva lagi&lt;br /&gt;yg sewaktu dgnnye lah yer. Maafkanlah ape2 yg tak sengaja&lt;br /&gt;atau disengajakan. Kita tawu kita byk buat salah/silap,&lt;br /&gt;tapi everyday kita ngah blaja, tak semua orang tu sempurna.&lt;br /&gt;Yang sudah tu tak perlu dilupakan, tapi lebih disenangi klu tidak diungkit.&lt;br /&gt;So, kita nak start afresh. Tahun baru nak dekat. Kita bukak new chapter.&lt;br /&gt;Kita hidup di dunia tak lama. Klu selalu membenci, bila nak menyayang?&lt;br /&gt;Klu tak dpt maafkan pn tkpe. Itu antara awak dan hati. Yang penting happy.&lt;br /&gt;Kita dah do kita punyer part dgn ikhlas.&lt;br /&gt;Moga-moga raya tahun ini bahagia untuk awak.&lt;br /&gt;Jgn lupa yang sudah pergi, jgn pulak ambil kesempatan atas semua yg masih ade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kita sentiasa sayang awak semua. xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this one for all lah yerr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to my friends, chinese, indian. malay no need. I sincerely want&lt;br /&gt;to seek forgiveness from you guys, if in any case i've insulted, scold, bitched,&lt;br /&gt;sabotaged, whatever bad deeds i might've done towards everyone of you.&lt;br /&gt;especially band members. the most closest humans to me.&lt;br /&gt;whether on purpose or accidentally, hope you guys can forgive me&lt;br /&gt;but if you dont want also, i wont force. or if there's nothing for me to apologised for&lt;br /&gt;then more better. haha joking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;its about time to change. i think its a bit too late but there's still time to mend my ways.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;the one and only left that managed to see me grow up.&lt;br /&gt;i regret not showing the love that i had always have for her. maybe i was too young to understand what i'm supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i was old enough back then. i spend too little time with her!&lt;br /&gt;how i really wish i was born earlier. then this tears wont drip down with regret.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt given enough time to appreciate her. now that she's the only grandparent i had left.&lt;br /&gt;i never know how much she meant to me until she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENOUGH LAHH. DONT SADSAD! RAYA KAN KENE HAPPY2, LINDA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have lots to say. lots to tell. lots of money to collect. HUAHUA&lt;br /&gt;klu tak malu, dtg lah rumah yer. anyway, for those who dont know, although kita dah byk&lt;br /&gt;complain kat post2 yg lalu psl nie, kita dah pindah. kat Hougang.&lt;br /&gt;nak dtg mintk address lah yerr. sms ke, msn ke, email ke.&lt;br /&gt;tagged, friendster, twitter, facebook tu tk available. kurang personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that my annoying sis wants her laptop back, i think i have to postpone my intention&lt;br /&gt;of posting last week's band's Games Day.&lt;br /&gt;walao. story expired already siaaa.&lt;br /&gt;but who cares. my blog has been dead for dont know how long.&lt;br /&gt;so it needs its life back.&lt;br /&gt;any life also can, not fussy.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have homeworks to do, which my classmates dont.&lt;br /&gt;haha. overdued homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prepaid running low, i'll reply to your sms-es if i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;i wont if i dont feel like it. like, isnt that an idiot-proof sentence?.....&lt;br /&gt;so, ending here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-6454118914654282759?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6454118914654282759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=6454118914654282759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6454118914654282759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6454118914654282759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/09/ini-untuk-bdk2-melayu-lah-yer.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-3617331714629393929</id><published>2009-09-09T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:30:35.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought of not updating till FYE but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in school everyday during this period of time called HOLIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;how saddening. okay, let's not be so self-centered ; the whole 202 band member.&lt;br /&gt;there's like one thing after another. excluding Sundays. and i haven't&lt;br /&gt;touch my homework yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was experiencing brain freeze during combine just now.&lt;br /&gt;and was enduring a blocked nose. and feeling rather feverish.&lt;br /&gt;and so, I HATE CHARLOTTE! she spread the virus to me.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm lazy to elaborate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what Mr Poh told us just now during band ; not happy, say. (simplified version)&lt;br /&gt;Aswan is daring me to do so. do it to him. i can ah. but, i find it useless.&lt;br /&gt;because people like him don't understand english.no wait, malay also.&lt;br /&gt;its not like the first fucking bloody time that i spotted the way he treat his friends.&lt;br /&gt;i say nicenice also nothing change. i'm affected because his friends are mine too.&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, now fasting month. i'm controlling myself here.&lt;br /&gt;i'm letting go, because i no longer care. i can't be bothered anymore.&lt;br /&gt;enough is enough ah. now then you want to bring up the matter.&lt;br /&gt;i could have just screamed at your face, like what you do, in the first place but i know i'll be cursed instead like what you get from them.&lt;br /&gt;but because i'm not like you, thats why. and its not like i never tried approaching nicely okeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he must find any reason just to get on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;spoil my bloody entire mood. and he must be destroying them when i'm in the good mood to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-3617331714629393929?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3617331714629393929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=3617331714629393929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3617331714629393929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3617331714629393929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-thought-of-not-updating-till-fye-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-7502490152739947564</id><published>2009-08-29T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:06:15.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder whats wrong. is it blogger? or this laptop?&lt;br /&gt;whatever. and so, i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;outdoor spirit is back! i wonder if there's still any&lt;br /&gt;seniors who bothers to come back to help out with the juniors.&lt;br /&gt;and OHMYGAWD! to think again, we'll be sec3s by then.&lt;br /&gt;how fast time flies. no, its not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after marching, combine. no elaboration needed.&lt;br /&gt;few new songs came in and i go, ? BLANKK.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSSSSS! i stoned like for every pieces.&lt;br /&gt;except when a few familiar holding notes appear. haha&lt;br /&gt;how pathetic. the pieces looks easier if its treble clef luhh.&lt;br /&gt;my love for trombone not enough yet luh huh.&lt;br /&gt;my mum actually called me during combined! lucky ahh, its silent mode.&lt;br /&gt;she was in school. for dont know what Maths thingy, whatever crap luhh.&lt;br /&gt;bleah.. skipskipskip.&lt;br /&gt;end early, but we still need to do marching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crapped with Mr Poh about MJ's dance move. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{*detfig tihs*}: IT'S ALL IN THE MIND!! Dream.Believe.Achieve says:&lt;br /&gt; wa liao.. SO VULGAR&lt;br /&gt; fasting lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LinDa says:&lt;br /&gt; wat thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{*detfig tihs*}: IT'S ALL IN THE MIND!! Dream.Believe.Achieve says:&lt;br /&gt; MJ LOVES HIS DICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LinDa says:&lt;br /&gt; what vulgar?&lt;br /&gt; then u want me to say what?&lt;br /&gt; MJ loves his penis?&lt;br /&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{*detfig tihs*}: IT'S ALL IN THE MIND!! Dream.Believe.Achieve says:&lt;br /&gt; naughty girl sia you...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LinDa says:&lt;br /&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt; true what!&lt;br /&gt; u never agree with me mehh?&lt;br /&gt; his dance all like that one whattt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{*detfig tihs*}: IT'S ALL IN THE MIND!! Dream.Believe.Achieve says:&lt;br /&gt; hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt; so only those those love their dick will dance this way la&lt;br /&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LinDa says:&lt;br /&gt; ahhh.. coz they protect their that one while showing it off.&lt;br /&gt; hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, its about Zheng De's favourite MJ's move.&lt;br /&gt;so, i see ZD loves his dick too. and he's proud enough to show it off. =D&lt;br /&gt;abit too direct down there abt the penis but, who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so life-less.&lt;br /&gt;can i end here?&lt;br /&gt;kay, i dont want your answer.&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-7502490152739947564?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7502490152739947564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=7502490152739947564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7502490152739947564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7502490152739947564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wonder-whats-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-4453842786594148893</id><published>2009-08-28T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:54:32.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't wake up for my pre-dawn meal.&lt;br /&gt;school as usual. Miss Tan confiscated my phone for fun.&lt;br /&gt;haha. because i was video-ing this foreign guy in my class.&lt;br /&gt;he's very dumb. yet she's not angry. still can joke with us.&lt;br /&gt;had band after school. music then marching.&lt;br /&gt;dehydrated siooooool. then ahh, i see only trombone so semangat&lt;br /&gt;that really do properly sia... grrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;then Jia Feng also! want count timing herself.&lt;br /&gt;then make people rush only. count so fast for what? chase last train ahhhh?&lt;br /&gt;i next to her tell her to slow down also she ignore. lucky i fasting tao!&lt;br /&gt;if not i also pissed. but haiyerhhh. must chill lah. if not it defeat the purpose of fasting also.&lt;br /&gt;bleahhh. waited for Amirul. then go eat prata. everyone finish their drinks first before food.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. we really suck it all clean luhh. i bought another cup of coke and it taste like manggo.&lt;br /&gt;DISGUSTING!&lt;br /&gt;while eating, i dont know lah there's this one asshole want to find problem with me.&lt;br /&gt;shameless siaaa! he think i got time to entertain him. bloody mf. lucky break fast already sia.&lt;br /&gt;i could have just take the lift and burn his house down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the conversation goes like this :&lt;br /&gt;That thing : Happy Breaking Your Fast.. and blahblah. (dont bother to remember)&lt;br /&gt;how lame can that shameless thing be?&lt;br /&gt;Zuhairi : Diam ahh.&lt;br /&gt;That thing : If thats linda, tell her im not talking to her. i'm talking to Zuhairi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF kann? so, linda not happy. she go confront that dick. scold him in sms.&lt;br /&gt;dont bother calling. WASTE PREPAID!&lt;br /&gt;tk tawu pape, diamdiam sudah ahh. dah paisey senyap. selalu nk menjawab pe.&lt;br /&gt;niari tknk defend diri sendri perhh? no balls. annoying bodoh kau.&lt;br /&gt;prangai immature! tk maju2. name je dah tuwe.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i slapped him before today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised, even a few others agrees that this group of people changed.&lt;br /&gt;what do you see in post? rank? and position?&lt;br /&gt;people seem to be fighting for it. some even changed just to suck up.&lt;br /&gt;to think again, i really miss Yi Lian and Tahir's batch.&lt;br /&gt;they were already like that outside band and remain like that in band.&lt;br /&gt;even after being the majors. i'm not pint-pointing to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;really sad to see all this happening. some even wants all the responsibility to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets end here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-4453842786594148893?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/4453842786594148893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=4453842786594148893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/4453842786594148893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/4453842786594148893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-so-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-6313142778597056392</id><published>2009-08-27T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:11:39.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its almost a week now that i last posted something.&lt;br /&gt;i see that blogger is back. and yet again, at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;i'm now using my sis sickening laptop. which is really an eyesore.&lt;br /&gt;school's been fine. test paper were returned. not all yet.&lt;br /&gt;and so, i passed Science which i didn't studied for yet failed Maths which i did studied for.&lt;br /&gt;by a pathetic two marks. from each subjects. yup, there wont be any A's i guess.&lt;br /&gt;since i'm so free, lets see my results. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English - 11/20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maths - 13/30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science - 24/45&lt;br /&gt;MTL - 32/50&lt;br /&gt;History - 13/20&lt;br /&gt;Music - 34/40&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;T - unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anywayyyy, Mr Liew is shameless.&lt;br /&gt;he praised himself ahhhh. like wth kan.&lt;br /&gt;i forget what he said but he very that one luhhh.&lt;br /&gt;then we need to do survey about him.&lt;br /&gt;i swear the whole, WHOLE, freakking class was happyy.&lt;br /&gt;and the whole piece of paper is filled with 'Strongly Disagree'&lt;br /&gt;except for a few question with Strongly agree for questions like,&lt;br /&gt;'Is your teacher confident in his subject area.'&lt;br /&gt;apparently, the whole class thinks alike. sarcastic luh.&lt;br /&gt;what they meant was - OVER CONFIDENT.&lt;br /&gt;hahaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, piss off okay.&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-6313142778597056392?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6313142778597056392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=6313142778597056392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6313142778597056392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6313142778597056392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-almost-week-now-that-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-5181962045647051095</id><published>2009-08-23T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T16:20:01.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO HUMANS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current status: Rotting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can you expect? fasting lahh.&lt;br /&gt;everyone at home sleeping. nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;while they were sleeping just now, my neighbours&lt;br /&gt;upstairs kept on drilling and hammering.&lt;br /&gt;annoying ahh. really testing our patience.&lt;br /&gt;my dad went out to look for them. then they still can lie bodoh!&lt;br /&gt;they say its not them. its the neighbours on the upper level.&lt;br /&gt;padahal.. my dad also belo, he really go upstairs then dont have.&lt;br /&gt;then, he come back. my dad brutal ahh kan. he go yell at them through the kitchen;s window.&lt;br /&gt;all the things you shouldn't hear all come out. huahua.&lt;br /&gt;then they come down and say sorry. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one that you love will be the one that you hate, the one that you hate will be the one that you love.&lt;br /&gt;it happens. whether you wanna believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;this that causes hurt, regret, guilt. the reason you became enemy with your ex.&lt;br /&gt;the reason you had a good laugh with them after a year of acting cold towards one another.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to me for having a short term memory, i haven't forgive but i forget.&lt;br /&gt;therefore i find it pointless in hating. i, only dislike. &lt;br /&gt;or better still, lets just be feeling-less like Aidil.&lt;br /&gt;thats the best solution ever to this complication. ahahahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that whole paragraph up there, was meant to be a crap.&lt;br /&gt;haha. but somewhat true also lahh..&lt;br /&gt;the day haven't end. i have nothing else to say except,&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow got school or, There's school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;imy lahh. why ehh? been waiting for you to talk to me tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-5181962045647051095?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5181962045647051095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=5181962045647051095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5181962045647051095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5181962045647051095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-humans.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-3569187306516532230</id><published>2009-08-21T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T14:16:40.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! tomorrow puasa!&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT BERPUASA YE UMAT2 ISLAM.&lt;br /&gt;SENTIASA SETTING NIAT, UPGRADE IMAN, UPDATE DOA, DOWNLOAD SABAR, UPLOAD USAHA, DELETE DOSA, TOP UP ILMU SUPAYA BOLEH REDEEM PAHALA BANYAK2.&lt;br /&gt;wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte, Ryan, Raimov and I are in this ABC (Anti-Bryan Club).&lt;br /&gt;if you wish to join, just leave a tag at my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;like they say, the more the merrier. ahahah&lt;br /&gt;nahh, Bryan. your name is here. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, i dont have a life.&lt;br /&gt;i think this should be enough crap for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-3569187306516532230?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3569187306516532230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=3569187306516532230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3569187306516532230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3569187306516532230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/yay-tomorrow-puasa-selamat-berpuasa-ye.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-37856190691908327</id><published>2009-08-21T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:48:51.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>talking about Zuhairi, he dah majuuuu sia.&lt;br /&gt;not badd ehhh.&lt;br /&gt;he beat me in English and MTL.&lt;br /&gt;MTL SIAAAA. by 1 mark. MTL SIAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;good for him, bad for me. well, i can see that he's really putting in effort. LOL&lt;br /&gt;i didn't fail but that was actually my worst test results ever.&lt;br /&gt;takk kerekk ahh tapi betol.&lt;br /&gt;quite saddening but its okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;there's still Maths, Music, DnT and Science.&lt;br /&gt;nyehehhh.&lt;br /&gt;still got chance to beat him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-37856190691908327?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/37856190691908327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=37856190691908327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/37856190691908327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/37856190691908327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/talking-about-zuhairi-he-dah-majuuuu.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-7290770863255155864</id><published>2009-08-21T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:34:15.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i soooo miss blogging.&lt;br /&gt;so here's my third short post for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIDN'T CRAVE FOR DOUBLE CHOCOLATE ANYMOREEEE.&lt;br /&gt;nyehehhh. &lt;br /&gt;I ALSO NO LONGER HAVE THE URGE TO BITE PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;nyehehhehhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i treat myself for pulling through Common Test. =D&lt;br /&gt;andand, Zuhairi's fats help. hahahahah. so squeezable and pinchable.&lt;br /&gt;blame Jun Kai for putting me in this state.&lt;br /&gt;he's so freakkkkkkkking cute larhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;sheeeesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-7290770863255155864?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7290770863255155864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=7290770863255155864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7290770863255155864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7290770863255155864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-soooo-miss-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-1582767873093183221</id><published>2009-08-21T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:25:57.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>next, lets talk about band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we received an earful lecture before they start playing music.&lt;br /&gt;how awesome. i think we deserved it. somehow, including me. spot WE.&lt;br /&gt;all i see was disappointment. so, i rather not see. if you get what i meant.&lt;br /&gt;point after point. mistakes after mistakes. situation after situation.&lt;br /&gt;then mood change. Mr Poh treat me bubble tea. i see like very pathetic ahh.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i treat izzati $1 then Mr Poh treat me $1. lol its the same like, Linda treating herself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-1582767873093183221?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1582767873093183221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=1582767873093183221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/1582767873093183221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/1582767873093183221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/next-lets-talk-about-band.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-5605540188963449760</id><published>2009-08-21T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:11:24.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets see what i want to blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;ohh.&lt;br /&gt;let me start off with this anti-people thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you dont want to come, just say.&lt;br /&gt;because we take don't know as yes.&lt;br /&gt;it means, you're spoilt for choices.&lt;br /&gt;we can understand if you're not interested lahh.&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong in saying no? we won't feel rejected in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;its better than you promised then in the end paitao siahh.&lt;br /&gt;its a freakking bad impression ahh. you already show that&lt;br /&gt;you're the type that cant be trusted or not 'a girl of your words'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-5605540188963449760?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5605540188963449760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=5605540188963449760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5605540188963449760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5605540188963449760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-see-what-i-want-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-3249594740015409276</id><published>2009-08-18T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:57:16.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>English and History was okay.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to flunk Science. =D&lt;br /&gt;who wouldn't expect that coming from me?&lt;br /&gt;maybe they wont if its a sec one paper.&lt;br /&gt;life was easier back then. i'm tired of trying so hard.&lt;br /&gt;i can't do MTL just now. hell.. MALAY LEII!&lt;br /&gt;too complacent i guess. :'( but i can't take all the blame!&lt;br /&gt;that setter was at fault too! they gave us a crappy text.&lt;br /&gt;they asked for 'two lessons learnt from the passage with examples'&lt;br /&gt;i could have answered if the passage wasn't dumb. i screwed today up.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, Maths and Music.&lt;br /&gt;like ohwell, another paper thats gonna drive me to my death bed.&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking only about Maths! obviously not Music. i won't throw my own face lahh ehh.&lt;br /&gt;enough talking about test kayys. i'm feeling so sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im craving for freakking double chocolate ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;thought of treating myself with it soon!&lt;br /&gt;i wonder whennn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school hasn't been fun.&lt;br /&gt;because i was sited in front of the class.&lt;br /&gt;awesomeness. i dont see anyone else's face except teacher's&lt;br /&gt;i didn't mention awesome to that, did i?&lt;br /&gt;it's not , for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-3249594740015409276?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3249594740015409276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=3249594740015409276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3249594740015409276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3249594740015409276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/english-and-history-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-2583747303965306329</id><published>2009-08-16T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T19:53:26.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i actually just lost the post that i took half an hour to type out.&lt;br /&gt;CURSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-2583747303965306329?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2583747303965306329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=2583747303965306329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2583747303965306329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2583747303965306329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-actually-just-lost-post-that-i-took.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-2304987033373367911</id><published>2009-08-11T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:26:58.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger sucks now lah. cannot upload photo.&lt;br /&gt;only when i feel like uploading and this happens.&lt;br /&gt;all mini-mini icons disappear. RAWRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn tired lah.. i dont know why i even bothered to update.&lt;br /&gt;ohh, izzati and me are fine now. dah lame jgk tk crap dgn dr.&lt;br /&gt;she is always the reason why everyone is in the mood to rape (everyone else)&lt;br /&gt;Aliff Aziz suara dah pecah ehh? hahah. random =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, Adrian's a bitch! i thought of kicking his dick and end all&lt;br /&gt;his dreams of having to celebrate Father's Day. but nahh.. no need angry long, long.&lt;br /&gt;not good. later i grow old fast. i dont want okehh. must MAINTAIN! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone is acting like an ass ahh. i talk to that thing then it go offline.&lt;br /&gt;you better pray that no one curse you. YOU BETTER DO SO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND EHH MONYET. YOU BETTER STOP FLOODING MY INBOX WITH YOUR SMS2 BODOH YANG TAK PERLU ATTENTION&lt;br /&gt;DAN SYIOK SENDIRI DAN MEREPEK. GET A LIFE LAH! TAK PANDAI2 KAPE SIAK KAU? BERAPE TAON IDOP OTAK&lt;br /&gt;MASIH TAK MAJU. DAH SUROH KAU BELAH TU ANGKAT KAKI BOUNCE SUAH AHH. TAKDE TIME NAK KASI KAU&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION LAG LAHH EHHH. TAKDE TOPIC NAK BBL, THEN JANGAN BBL! SIMPAN ENERGY DAN DUIT.. KASI MUKA,&lt;br /&gt;TAKMO LANGGAR WIRE AHH SIA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-2304987033373367911?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2304987033373367911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=2304987033373367911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2304987033373367911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2304987033373367911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-sucks-now-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-7407083588400117941</id><published>2009-08-09T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T19:38:09.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have to do this. since Singapore cant even hear.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i never loved Singapore. maybe, just abit.&lt;br /&gt;since i littered, vandalised, plucked flowers/leaves.&lt;br /&gt;blah. is that a way to show your love to your country?&lt;br /&gt;nooooo. and i know there's more of me out there.&lt;br /&gt;so brothers and sisters a.k.a hypocrites, enough faking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i'm stucked at home. my mum had to work.&lt;br /&gt;my dad is a bore. my sister is a nuisance. =D&lt;br /&gt;here, in Hougang, SUCKS! i want to go back to Bedok!&lt;br /&gt;freakking quiet ah down here. *sobsob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall continue when i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-7407083588400117941?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7407083588400117941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=7407083588400117941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7407083588400117941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7407083588400117941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-singapore-i-dont-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-3247073378278835993</id><published>2009-08-08T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T23:52:35.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello Singaporean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me talk about yesterday okay.&lt;br /&gt;we, Ping Yi Secondary School, celebrated National Day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;we, performers for the celebration, must report very early, at 6.30am.&lt;br /&gt;i, Nur Haslinda Izwani, missed a bus. so, late. &lt;br /&gt;that thing, the freakking technopark gate, haven't open.&lt;br /&gt;i, again, u-turned to change route just to get to school.&lt;br /&gt;didn't fall in with the rest. changed. lets skipped some unimportant parts.&lt;br /&gt;performed. school's all blue! NO SEMANGAT NATIONAL DAY BTOL!.&lt;br /&gt;confirm shanti perh idea. end of formal celebration, Games Fiesta!&lt;br /&gt;very lame ahh actually. joined the telematches at the field.&lt;br /&gt;some guy broke his arm. damn sway then the games stopped. just in time.&lt;br /&gt;like planned already like that. 'i'll broke my arm on thisthisthis time.'&lt;br /&gt;lol hahaha sing some old National Day songs. Hydir was pulled up on stage.&lt;br /&gt;and oh, i wasn't shocked that he was out from competition. its because i didn't vote!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. as Charlotte say, i didn't returned the flags. lol. i also wonder what i'm&lt;br /&gt;going to do with it. anyway, who so pathetic want us to return them back.&lt;br /&gt;only Ping Yi Secondary lah! slacked at playground. took one round. pranked call.&lt;br /&gt;went home. and pigged. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, apparently nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-3247073378278835993?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3247073378278835993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=3247073378278835993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3247073378278835993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3247073378278835993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-singaporean-let-me-talk-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-5263439531574110381</id><published>2009-08-06T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:09:40.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SO LOVE TODAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;no proper lesson, including MTL.&lt;br /&gt;workshits all the way throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;had History. do workshit. recess then CME.&lt;br /&gt;didn't skipped lah can. teacher also didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;do workshit then English. teacher also didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;Rajoo came. do workshit again. MTL.&lt;br /&gt;go library and do workshit again. then homeroom period.&lt;br /&gt;had this talk about peer pressure. still got shits to do!&lt;br /&gt;one whole freaking day of shits of paper!&lt;br /&gt;Ping Yi teachers sumpah no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't crap much. i think because Ryan and Jun were rather&lt;br /&gt;quiet today. which seems rather odd. and Charlotte and Adrian&lt;br /&gt;were in no mood for drawing. hahaha all act guai suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan disturb me. kicked him on the knee where there is already an injury.&lt;br /&gt;he's like, 'AHH. PAIN. PAIN. HAHA JOKING.' faker! act only. make people scared.&lt;br /&gt;mean little boy. then he disturbed Syiqin. she kicked him at the same spot too.&lt;br /&gt;coincidentally. he did the same thing. 'AHH. PAIN. PAIN. BLEEDING LEI! OUCH!'&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte and i don't believe already lah. then we walked away.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly Syiqin exclaimed, 'EH BLEEDING LAH SIAL.'&lt;br /&gt;then we like, 'HUH? REALLY? HAHAHAH'&lt;br /&gt;see lah. lie somemore then no one believes already. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-5263439531574110381?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5263439531574110381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=5263439531574110381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5263439531574110381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5263439531574110381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-so-love-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-7792378558946870681</id><published>2009-08-04T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:21:19.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HATE CHARLOTTE AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she drew on me like i'm her drawing paper.&lt;br /&gt;she's very unfair! she didn't allow me to draw on her back.&lt;br /&gt;humph!! so, i went to band like that. with drawings.&lt;br /&gt;but, never kena caught. nyeheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL HATE CHARLOTTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, she drew on me again! with the same dumb smiley face&lt;br /&gt;i created which she thought it was cute ' =D '&lt;br /&gt;except today, on different hand. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloghopped. dont know how i land there. like jauh gitu.&lt;br /&gt;then like i don't know ah i read the post. like bad mouthing about me gituu.&lt;br /&gt;i terasa lah kann. because i did type a short paragraph of couples showing off&lt;br /&gt;about their partners. like come on. its a general remark. i'm hinting to my cousin anyway, fyi.&lt;br /&gt;lol but i think she terasa also. like, that was my first time landing there.&lt;br /&gt;and the latest post was like already like what i described some other humans.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i'm so simply not affected. because in the first place, i'm not bothering you.&lt;br /&gt;and i know Nas is reading. and thats how you get story. tell him get a life.&lt;br /&gt;stop kaypo-ing on his exes life if he don't care anymore. i'm over him too.&lt;br /&gt;i'm way better off without him. single is the way to go! save money.&lt;br /&gt;no need remember birthdays. no need waste prepaid. blahblahblah. =D&lt;br /&gt;chill lah kan. you my friend's sister sia. takkan nak kacau. i got life, mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Miss Tan rocks to the core sia. i mean, she's damn young.&lt;br /&gt;she thinks just like us. =D good ah got teacher like that. she even helped&lt;br /&gt;us sabo Byron at times. ahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-7792378558946870681?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7792378558946870681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=7792378558946870681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7792378558946870681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7792378558946870681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-charlotte-again-she-drew-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-17710720785489742</id><published>2009-08-01T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:06:32.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whats your problem? im not that childish to be sarcastic to you larhhh.&lt;br /&gt;fuck. i wasnt expecting that as your reaction. other people can agree&lt;br /&gt;then why must you take it personally? you dont care then thats your problem.&lt;br /&gt;im just telling for fun. expecting you to reply, 'EH YALAH. AMAZING AH...'&lt;br /&gt;obviously, you're BORING! and very childish. i really want scold you upside down sia.&lt;br /&gt;tell you the truth, i dont wish to treat you like what im calling you.its just a name.&lt;br /&gt;because apparently, you dont think like me. and you're just like some other boys not yet done with puberty.&lt;br /&gt;if you dont understand, it means immature. also known as childish. fyi also.&lt;br /&gt;and, you have narrow brain. like, now is a very good example.&lt;br /&gt;you never take advices that i gave, never learnt your lesson. and you cant even take critisicm.&lt;br /&gt;thats very LAME. whatever lah huh. i lazy to care already. i shall treat you just like my other friends.&lt;br /&gt;except with less attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things really do get out of hand. like one example up there.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how many thousand times you apologise.&lt;br /&gt;yet still not learning your lesson, its just a waste of saliva.&lt;br /&gt;why bother and waste time on them when they dont actually know you exist?&lt;br /&gt;they wont appreciate or at least TRY TO UNDERSTAND why we're doing what we're doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm jealous people have partners. not that i'm not happy that they have partners.&lt;br /&gt;but fuck, they dont need to show off. like, 'oh, my boyfriend is the hottest.'&lt;br /&gt;'baby, you're the best' , 'that was the sweetest thing anyone had done for me' .&lt;br /&gt;blahblah. bullshits ahh. later break off different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i rembered the day that we skipped CME. =D&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte and i stayed at canteen. then Syiqin came to ask what time we going for CME then we say LATER.&lt;br /&gt;she sat down with us then Jing Yi joined. i forgot who end up with the idea of 'no need go class'.&lt;br /&gt;we sat at canteen and somewhat 'joined' the upper sec to have their recess.&lt;br /&gt;Dorothea and Syafika joined. saw Mdm Zainah walked past from general office's back door.&lt;br /&gt;she also late! called Jun, warned him not to pautoh us. and he didnt. =D such a good friend. despite the fact that he slapped me! lol&lt;br /&gt;we walked to class slowly. sekali saw Miss Tan at Miss Goh's homeroom. luckily Jing Yi alerted us. if not i also wasnt aware.&lt;br /&gt;so we ran back and took the stairs next to canteen. decided to go toilet next to Mr Wee's homeroom.&lt;br /&gt;reaching DnT class then Charlotte suddenly ducked. damn funny sia.&lt;br /&gt;she was like, ' Can see! can see!' . hahaha Jing Yi ducked with her and ran in that position.&lt;br /&gt;crazy. me and Syiqin just chill and walked slowly. but still laughing hardly. hahah&lt;br /&gt;before we even reached toilet, bell rang. so we're like, ' ehh hurry go class! before miss tan come back!'&lt;br /&gt;dashed through everyone and Nicholas opened the door for us. Syiqin and Jing Yi went missing.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Zainah also wasnt giving any lesson. she was busy with her laptop. she doesnt even care that we came late for her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crapcrapcrap.&lt;br /&gt;we started on formations already.&lt;br /&gt;the sun was nice ah. wasnt that hot but still, i think everyone turned black already.&lt;br /&gt;been ages since we last did those stuffs. really need to buck up on stamina sia.&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-17710720785489742?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/17710720785489742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=17710720785489742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/17710720785489742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/17710720785489742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-your-problem-im-not-that-childish.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-873682122634310733</id><published>2009-07-29T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T00:30:07.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HATE CHARLOTTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she forced me to eat Uncle Ali's food with her.&lt;br /&gt;because she feels like eating Uncle Ali's food.&lt;br /&gt;in the end she didnt even finish half of her food.&lt;br /&gt;ANGRY YOU KNOW!.....&lt;br /&gt;bad girl. mean meanie meanniieee girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUN SLAPPED A GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he slapped me! bastard ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;just because i took his 'NASA' phone.&lt;br /&gt;bully girl. mean meanie meanniieee boy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but fun ahh. i so love Wednesdays.&lt;br /&gt;1 and a half hour of science means&lt;br /&gt;1 and a half hour of funfunFUN!&lt;br /&gt;ran out of class also Mr Lieeew dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had drawing lessons.&lt;br /&gt;cant remember who started it.&lt;br /&gt;we draw on each other! damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;sitting behind wasn't a bad idea afterall.&lt;br /&gt;especially when there's all the crazy boys.&lt;br /&gt;Adrian drew on Charlotte that ended up looking like caned scars all over after she tried cleaning up.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;quite scary but amazing. highlighter could actually do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syiqin fainted infront of school gate yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;her friends were kancheong.&lt;br /&gt;abit kecoh when she wants to fall flat.&lt;br /&gt;and we're actually almost late.&lt;br /&gt;let her lie on my shoulder and Syafika go call the security guard.&lt;br /&gt;she with teachers already so i left and inform Miss Tan.&lt;br /&gt;good ahh, can become messenger. lol.&lt;br /&gt;anway2, no problem =D thats what friends are for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipskipskip&lt;br /&gt;i actually cried watching Prison Break.&lt;br /&gt;huahuahua&lt;br /&gt;random siol....days ago sia anw,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why i cried. maybe because he's dying&lt;br /&gt;or i'm just jealous that Sara got a kiss..&lt;br /&gt;my gawd, linda. no comments ahh hahahah&lt;br /&gt;anyway, if someone like Mike Scofield really exists, i would be happier.&lt;br /&gt;maybe the happiest. too bad thats just a role.&lt;br /&gt;hard to find humans like him. VERY hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malik was like on this anti-smoking campaign or something.&lt;br /&gt;he has this 'message' that says ' be a smoke-free individual' on his pm on msn.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should join him. hahahah. and my dad should read my blog!&lt;br /&gt;waste money only. trying to kill yourself and others. if you're really tempted to die, end&lt;br /&gt;your life the easier way. stab yourself, drown yourself, jump down building, drink chlorox, choke on pebbles&lt;br /&gt;whatever. why must go through cancer and stuffs like that?&lt;br /&gt;people around are suffering also okay. you inconsiderate fools.&lt;br /&gt;makes you look old, dirty, disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;unless you never &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tarik&lt;/span&gt; ahh. but its still the sameee... bleahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-873682122634310733?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/873682122634310733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=873682122634310733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/873682122634310733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/873682122634310733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-charlotte-she-forced-me-to-eat.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-7581911046342310705</id><published>2009-07-26T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:31:25.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't there for DnT so called experiment.&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't there to say goodbye to Mr Toh.&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't there to help my class.&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't there to decorate the Wall Of Harmony.&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't there to celebrate Racial Harmony.&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't there to take everyone's photos.&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't there to enjoy all the fun with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;this sickness is getting the better of me.&lt;br /&gt;very sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Poh knows who i bitched about.&lt;br /&gt;lol. fun ah.. can pautoh.. huahua&lt;br /&gt;treat me bubble tea for a week!&lt;br /&gt;for bringing in new member.. lol&lt;br /&gt;no lah.. i not that bad. 2 day is enough. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, liverpool byk drama jgk ehk.&lt;br /&gt;langgar ckit jer jatoh. action jer lebih.&lt;br /&gt;singaporean also bastard ah.. never support their own country.&lt;br /&gt;all hypocrites. hurh..&lt;br /&gt;well, im a hypocrite. =D&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whose idea it is to have this game.&lt;br /&gt;singapore is obviously not liverpool's match.&lt;br /&gt;maluu.. no face already. see trained so hard also no point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday back to school. and band.&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;i heard we're playing persis.&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather go back baritone if thats the case.&lt;br /&gt;well, it means easier score.. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-7581911046342310705?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7581911046342310705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=7581911046342310705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7581911046342310705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7581911046342310705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wasnt-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-7062795932478391226</id><published>2009-07-20T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:33:05.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didnt turned up for school. lazy lah weyy..&lt;br /&gt;if i knew there is band, i wouldn't be m.i.a-ing.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt receive any information about band today.&lt;br /&gt;i know this all need common sense that band is the kan-cheong type to resume a.s.a.p.&lt;br /&gt;but band is also the fickle type to change its mind and decide not to do what they might have planned.&lt;br /&gt;lets add on; 'LAST MINUTE' .&lt;br /&gt;so partly, it isnt my fault. and partly, it is.&lt;br /&gt;technically, everyone takes the blame.&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, if Hidayu, my new classmate joins the band, Charlotte and i deserve credits. for psycho-ing her to join band. =D&lt;br /&gt;in some other positive view, we'll get a new friend.&lt;br /&gt;and make her feel like home too, at her own advantage.&lt;br /&gt;cause she seems just like us. only not opening up and showing her true colours yet.&lt;br /&gt;process takes time babe. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i investigated. frankly speaking, she's a bit boastful. maybe those close one knows what i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;well, he sounds a bit pathetic. apparently, he changed.&lt;br /&gt;investigation was just out of curiosity lah kann. heheh kaypo.&lt;br /&gt;kkay, linda should stop talking about others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-didnt-turned-up-for-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-7823589844683643476</id><published>2009-07-15T17:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T18:46:34.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='f language'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitch'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just noticed. the previous post was my 100th post.&lt;br /&gt;great, that i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i have something to share.&lt;br /&gt;someone claimed that he deserves our respect.&lt;br /&gt;i expect you to know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;deserve respect my foot.&lt;br /&gt;you dont even know how to control your anger.&lt;br /&gt;scold others with no reason. or there is, just to vent YOUR anger.&lt;br /&gt;what kind of attitude is that? so what if you have post and the superior's trust?&lt;br /&gt;YOU DONT DESERVED TO BE RESPECTED! in anyway at all.&lt;br /&gt;because you are abusing your authority. you act like one childish kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of us dont need my help in destroying their respect towards you.&lt;br /&gt;because they know what a good leader is like.&lt;br /&gt;and you have already lose their respect way before you lose mine.&lt;br /&gt;in case you dont know, thats an information.&lt;br /&gt;no point in telling me to respect you infront of them.&lt;br /&gt;just piss off alright?&lt;br /&gt;tell you what, you suck big time!&lt;br /&gt;immature loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes! a reply to you. mefemangfang afakufu takfak nakfak berferbufualfal defenganfan kafaufu !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a MAJOR WASTE if you dont understand what i'm trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you get a better life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots Of Hates,&lt;br /&gt;Linda =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-7823589844683643476?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7823589844683643476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=7823589844683643476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7823589844683643476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7823589844683643476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-noticed.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-6855405258176009274</id><published>2009-07-11T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:14:16.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i, dont know. why i felt so shattered?&lt;br /&gt;i know that feelings no longer exist but, why do i feel the heartache?&lt;br /&gt;why dont the tears want to stay with me?&lt;br /&gt;why do they keep trying to escape whenever they heard your name?&lt;br /&gt;why do i have to know what's going on?&lt;br /&gt;how did i end up knowing?!&lt;br /&gt;really, now i think the problem is me. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin is like sharing her problems; her guy.&lt;br /&gt;jerks. duhh, i regret asking her to share her problems with me.&lt;br /&gt;super tired of all this. izah just did have a 'solved problem' few days ago and&lt;br /&gt;i really felt tired of feeling hurt, for them. no trust, no commitment, no feelings, no understanding.&lt;br /&gt;haiyah.. all basic-basic stuff that was missing in their relationship.&lt;br /&gt;yak yak yak. ego and shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, i love my poohhh. i really do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkay bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-6855405258176009274?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6855405258176009274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=6855405258176009274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6855405258176009274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6855405258176009274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-138706277669511411</id><published>2009-07-06T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:35:15.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my section meets. and that was like our first drill practice?....&lt;br /&gt;actually not practice lah.. its more like the sec ones learning their side march and back march.&lt;br /&gt;not tiring. so end at 4. we only start at 2 ! Jonathan has not been turning up. Tiffany did, but thats&lt;br /&gt;when nobody turned up. haha. so we ate at prata shop. gossip, jokes, gossips and more gossips+jokes. haha&lt;br /&gt;shared our feelings and hatred. we trust each other thats why. alot of stories. different versions.&lt;br /&gt;blahh blahh blahh..&lt;br /&gt;did some camwhoring. as a section. we are sure more bonded now. without those who had been missing all the time.&lt;br /&gt;will post photos some other time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-138706277669511411?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/138706277669511411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=138706277669511411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/138706277669511411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/138706277669511411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-section-meets.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-2047028093093456615</id><published>2009-07-02T08:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:13:52.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm finally blogging again. after weeks of M.I.A-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been too nice to you okay, you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have entertained you in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;you're so engrossed in yourself that you're not giving me space.&lt;br /&gt;do you really need that whack in the head before you'll get off my back?&lt;br /&gt;i've been sarcastic, hinting that i dont want all this but you just freakking annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;pushing you away slowly doesnt seem to work. and so you forced me to do what i did.&lt;br /&gt;you happy now? im going to have a bad impression if you were to tell other people.&lt;br /&gt;well, apparently, i dont care. because who wouldnt be on my side if they hear my side of story.&lt;br /&gt;i swear im happier now. better without you. now that i did what i did. i know that you dont&lt;br /&gt;matter a shit to me anymore. i no longer care about you and your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;you just dont seem to understand english. DAMN, its english! either you're blind or just dumb.&lt;br /&gt;fuck, i dont care. do i? i thiink i do. =D WRONG ANSWER. who gives a shit?&lt;br /&gt;argh... i dont know why i bother to blog about this. well, at least doing this is better than&lt;br /&gt;entering other people's blog and started to tagged bullshit of their personal life to make it publicly known. obviously, that person who leaves the tag on my tagboard is a loser with no life.&lt;br /&gt;i mean every single word i say, including this : i hate you =D&lt;br /&gt;now piss off, fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;br /&gt;linda xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-2047028093093456615?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2047028093093456615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=2047028093093456615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2047028093093456615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2047028093093456615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-finally-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-4275681390668556830</id><published>2009-06-15T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:28:32.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bias.       Favoritism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh freak it. whatever you wana think. we're no longer close anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, home sucks.  and zuhairi, u better not come on Saturday for the BBQ ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, you dont know who you are, go and die. you dont need me, neither do i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, marina barrage's water is waaaaaaaaaaay better than NeWater. haha&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why im talking shit here, but its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zheng De is gone. for good i hope. tell you what, nothing is ready for our drill competition.&lt;br /&gt;3 cheers for my section ! clapclapclap. luckily, its postponed. well, i pity Hidayu now that Zheng De left all his undone work to her alone. she better start cracking and i better not be kaypo to help her out. =D  yuhp, that is what i should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of here, bitch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-4275681390668556830?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/4275681390668556830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=4275681390668556830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/4275681390668556830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/4275681390668556830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/06/bias.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-5109435083275627415</id><published>2009-06-11T17:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:21:50.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey , new friend . get well soon okay .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, its been a long time since i last blogged and there's like a lot of things to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;i'm amazed that raimov has been reading my blog . such filial reader . lol . its obvious he has nothing else better to do . duhh&lt;br /&gt;lets just talk about  the day that i got lost . haha i supposed its on Monday .&lt;br /&gt;it was indeed a total destroyed good morning . everything goes haywire . i dont know where my&lt;br /&gt;spectacle is , my wallet , my hairband , my clips , my bag . i ended up leaving my house at 7.30 or so .&lt;br /&gt;i supposed 15 mins late was alright . board the bus and my journey to school begins . i'm so sure&lt;br /&gt;that i'll be on time but when i glance out of the window , i realised i took the wrong bus . 55 instead&lt;br /&gt;of 25 . well , i dont realised it until i saw this sign board that states ; Lor J Telok Kurau . haha&lt;br /&gt;ohwell , i remember the moment i questioned myself , ' ehh ? how come different ?' .&lt;br /&gt;smsed Charlotte , informed her and she told me to alight . coincidentally , i alighted at somewhere familiar .&lt;br /&gt;opposite VJC where this big drain leads to Kembangan . yeah , i was strolling down the memory lane .&lt;br /&gt;i laughed at my stupidity . how the heck i ended there and those who where taking their dogs for a walk&lt;br /&gt;obviously gave me that look and thought i was crazy or something . i dont care . it took me another hour to reach school . blahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-5109435083275627415?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5109435083275627415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=5109435083275627415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5109435083275627415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5109435083275627415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-new-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-4496137546059847633</id><published>2009-05-28T19:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T19:54:22.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i should have blogged about this yesterday . about the school magazine .&lt;br /&gt;nope , magazines . loads of pichaaaaaaaas =D . some unglam . the recently graduated seniors are in the magazine plus Jonathan ,&lt;br /&gt;and yuhp , can see Hakeem's unglam syiok sendiri pose =D .&lt;br /&gt;well , there isn't any kind of magazines like that since the previous , previous batch . except for the year book only . then now , Mdm Shanti in our school .&lt;br /&gt;she comes up with quite alot of craps , which i thought they were , that actually shows the school unity . like the school windbreaker etc .&lt;br /&gt;we used to hate her because we still want Mrs Woo back . but yeah , i managed to adapt to those changes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , we had photo taking yesterday too . i'm the only one who didn't wear  uniform . so , i go&lt;br /&gt;around looking for shirt . luckily , Aron brought his shirt . well , i'm not relieved to have his shirt .&lt;br /&gt;because his shirt is bloody big . XL LEHH ! the old Ping Yi uniform somemore . walao . super ugly sia .&lt;br /&gt;i look like a _________! in other words just ugly . i dont have any idea how my face will look on the picture .&lt;br /&gt;we play 'monkey' during P.E. lesson justnow . i was the monkey . so , that Jun and Ryan had been on the 'Who's The Monkey Wearing An XL Shirt ?' term since morning .&lt;br /&gt;and they make a good riddle out of it . by asking what do you call a monkey wearing an XL shirt . %$^!@)*&amp;amp;(!%^# !!&lt;br /&gt;and Jun started telling stupid stories about me and the XL shirt plus an extra uncle who is a scientist ( should be Aron =D ) . damn crap . well , at least i had a good laugh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling like shit now . ARGHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;bye suckers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-4496137546059847633?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/4496137546059847633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=4496137546059847633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/4496137546059847633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/4496137546059847633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-should-have-blogged-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-7276091747402688768</id><published>2009-05-26T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:23:36.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm at home lah dumb . over the slightest matter . i woke up late =D&lt;br /&gt;so , i missed English lesson . and still wondering how much i get for paper 1 .&lt;br /&gt;Mr Raju or Rajoo , whatever , took the class after recess for sure . so , i rather&lt;br /&gt;not come to school . furthermore , Charlotte didn't come too . i'll be lonely in class then .&lt;br /&gt;another good reason not to come . but , i'll have to come up with half page full of lies , explaining&lt;br /&gt;why i didnt turn up to school today and give it to Miss Tan when she comes back . blahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday , there's band . the section is getting bigger now that there's more people from other&lt;br /&gt;section joining our section . Zheng De now is no longer alone . he have Jonathan as gay . if only Jon&lt;br /&gt;wants to be his gay partner . =D well , i hope not .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-7276091747402688768?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7276091747402688768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=7276091747402688768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7276091747402688768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7276091747402688768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-at-home-lah-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-3378559055117520845</id><published>2009-05-24T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:24:54.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well , i'm starting to miss those who had gone to Sarawak .&lt;br /&gt;how are you ? you enjoy the trip ? you had fun ? what did you learn ?&lt;br /&gt;did you get to snap any photos ? how was the food ? did you get to go shopping ?&lt;br /&gt;what did you buy for me ? any souvenirs ? you miss me ??? =D&lt;br /&gt;LOL , kecoh ehk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , i was away . to meet my long distance relative .&lt;br /&gt;it has been two years since we last met . and , i just realised how much i've grown .&lt;br /&gt;i mean , they used to be tall . and , i'll always have to look up to them . but now , different .&lt;br /&gt;andand , did my face change too ? they dont recognise me , sadly . and everyone goes like ,&lt;br /&gt;" You're linda ??? eheh , dah besar sehh . muke pun lain . *giggles* "   ????????&lt;br /&gt;ohwell , people change =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we received our exam papers already . quite disappointing .&lt;br /&gt;i swear i hate that human who marks my science paper . pathetic . he could be lenient and&lt;br /&gt;accept other possible answers but no . eventhough keywords are all there .&lt;br /&gt;sentence structure different only what . diedie want to fail us ah huh ? fucker .&lt;br /&gt;and that freaking LIEW . blur sotoooooooong . he follows whatever there is on the answer sheet .&lt;br /&gt;*just whatever vulgarities i can spout plus two middle finger*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so , band has started . Carmel no more . well , it'll be good to have her again after her N level .&lt;br /&gt;the section's sec 1's are okay . they talked , at least . me and Zheng De were victims of molestation&lt;br /&gt;by Tiffany . ahaha . luckily , she's a girl . too bad for Zheng De , he deserve it . =DDD kidding .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-3378559055117520845?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3378559055117520845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=3378559055117520845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3378559055117520845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3378559055117520845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-im-starting-to-miss-those-who-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-1320342929095336506</id><published>2009-05-16T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T21:40:57.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kkay , im supposed to have started on my art prep work already .&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know where the hell my freaking drawing block is !&lt;br /&gt;and so , im a good girl and not going to waste time , i study for F&amp;amp;N instead .&lt;br /&gt;its okay , i still have tomorrow . in the midst of studying F&amp;amp;N , my aunts and uncle&lt;br /&gt;came ... meaning , cannot concentrate and decided to stop studying . haizz .&lt;br /&gt;now , im inside my room and duhh , online ahh . bored lahh eyyhhhh ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im using this oppotunity to like , help my sister promote her business .&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why the hell im doing this .. lol hahah but yeah , maybe because i do help her a little .&lt;br /&gt;so , do make your way  and pay a visit to her blog&lt;br /&gt;jojieblingz.blogspot.com =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endin here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-1320342929095336506?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1320342929095336506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=1320342929095336506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/1320342929095336506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/1320342929095336506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/05/kkay-im-supposed-to-have-started-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-3129888574834589213</id><published>2009-05-15T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:41:20.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY ! my phone's death is confirmed . after the drowning incident , i feel lost .&lt;br /&gt;and now , i'm assured that i am really lost . so let it be . i dont need it anyway .&lt;br /&gt;but my parents blablabla kay EXAMS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science is a killer =D i forgot to study about the atoms and molecules and what charge thing .&lt;br /&gt;but luckily , Mrs Ong knows how to teach so somehow during the paper , i manage to do some&lt;br /&gt;flashback about the atom song and stuffs . haha and manage to answer most of them .&lt;br /&gt;left with F&amp;amp;N and ART . no research done yet ! havent even brainstorm on anything . i shall&lt;br /&gt;sacrifice my long , long sleep this weekends .&lt;br /&gt;Raimov and Bryan is annoying , to have make me feel damn left out on not being able to turn up&lt;br /&gt;for the band chalet . i want to goooooo . but haiz , i'm going out with school .. and they've been&lt;br /&gt;discouraging me to go by talking about swine flu and stuff , maybe because they're jealous that&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to Disneyland , righttt ? hehehehhhh . well , lets just wait and see whats going to happen next .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-3129888574834589213?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3129888574834589213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=3129888574834589213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3129888574834589213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3129888574834589213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/05/yay-my-phone-death-is-confirmed.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-1503040067857365726</id><published>2009-05-12T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:53:50.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay ! my phone is sent for repair ! sadly , now , i dont have prepaid D=&lt;br /&gt;so , yesterday i went out with my sister and friends to Simei to repair my phone , which only&lt;br /&gt;has 50% chance of surviving the surgery . D=&lt;br /&gt;then went to Tamp Mall for Swensen's ! one of her friends blanje oiii . free lunch . heheh&lt;br /&gt;her friends left , waited for another sister , bought double choc and took 72 ..&lt;br /&gt;some lesbians were sitting infront of me .. super distracting oiii !&lt;br /&gt;maybe its me lah ehk , cause i'm like jakun ... hahas then like never see lesbians ,&lt;br /&gt;as in real lesbians , do this kind of thing . in public somemore . although i know i'm like one with Faizah .. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , today . its a looooooooooong day . because we have that ICAS Science thingy to do .&lt;br /&gt;zuhairi's phone was with me for half the day . so , i took the chance to snap some photos .&lt;br /&gt;heh like long time ehh tak amek gmbr . =D  then went home with Ryan S and Zuhairi .&lt;br /&gt;pity me cans ? they bully me throughout the whole journey ! those mean little aholes .&lt;br /&gt;bumped into Faizah at interchange then took 25 with her . managed to do some catching up with her ..&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow is Ryan S's birthday , you better watch out ahh !! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , i dont want to online tomorrow so , lets wish him happy birthday now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;to , beloved bestfriend Ryan Sia =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY 14th BIRTHDAY , YOU ONE BIG SUCKER ! LOVE YOU LOADS KAY SMALL =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-1503040067857365726?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1503040067857365726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=1503040067857365726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/1503040067857365726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/1503040067857365726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/05/yay-my-phone-is-sent-for-repair-sadly.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-4058018306059150648</id><published>2009-05-09T17:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:38:24.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EDITS : A LOST =D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want my old phone back ... D=&lt;br /&gt;but i'm scared i'll lose all the data inside .. D'=&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have drowned it in the first place . = @ !!&lt;br /&gt;and Ryan S. is buying a new phone !!! *heartbreak!!*&lt;br /&gt;others have a new phone while i destroy mine !&lt;br /&gt;now im stuck with my shitty W580i phone .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want food ! this thinking is making me hungrehhh .&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my teeth just drop . thanks to my itchy hands . =D&lt;br /&gt;credits to ice too . i dont have to suffer and endure all the pains and aches&lt;br /&gt;that i will have to go through when eating . so yeah . i dont know why im super&lt;br /&gt;excited till i have to post this . i guess because its been ages since i drop a tooth .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-4058018306059150648?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/4058018306059150648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=4058018306059150648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/4058018306059150648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/4058018306059150648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-want-my-old-phone-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-1184737031678666567</id><published>2009-05-08T17:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:25:58.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today kind of sucks . almost vomited early in the morning .&lt;br /&gt;almost late also . almost fail for Geog because i never hand in all the assignments .&lt;br /&gt;but a bit lucky because nothing of that listed above happened . =D&lt;br /&gt;Raimov came after his Friday prayer . bdk 'alim' . pakai jubah mcm aru alik umrah siot .&lt;br /&gt;so , Charlotte and him went to Mac first while i waited for Zuhairi and Ryan .&lt;br /&gt;lame bodoh . i left without them and suddenly , my battery died . sedih .&lt;br /&gt;so i cannot call them to ask where they are . i went to Mac and they're not there !&lt;br /&gt;i went to library , playground outside library , just wherever i think i could find them but&lt;br /&gt;they're not there also ! i cannot even call my sister to go home together ...&lt;br /&gt;Luckily , i met Vania . lifesaver ! borrowed her phone and called Raimov . he said he waited&lt;br /&gt;for me for 1 hour . wtff he wasnt there when i arrived ! then Zuhairi and Ryan was looking for&lt;br /&gt;me . groannn . i cannot live with $6 ! no money balance for other stuffs .. haiz .. andand , my ezlink card balance is like 25cents ? nevermind , everything's over .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh , btw , i bumped into Helmi kelip and Lourenz . gawd , they remember me !!&lt;br /&gt;i thought of ignoring .. heh . mean , but they tegur already what , so i just smile . Lourenz&lt;br /&gt;becoming V . serious shit . he has a broad shoulder and he wear skinny jeans . like * speechless *&lt;br /&gt;no comments but he looks veryvery V . hahs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note : Tan Hui dont know how to aim . @$%&amp;amp;*#!&lt;br /&gt;she poke anyhow one sia ! never meet her target . she'll poke either your bone or kidney&lt;br /&gt;or just something else thats close to it . and its painful okehh . = @ !&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRR ! hate her . =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-1184737031678666567?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1184737031678666567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=1184737031678666567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/1184737031678666567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/1184737031678666567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-kind-of-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-6059773116123099818</id><published>2009-05-07T19:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:35:03.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;div   style="border-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 3px; width: auto; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;hello =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay that smiley , Charlotte is going crazy with it . lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so , i spent almost more than 24 hours at home , including last night .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;very refreshing . migraine early in the morning , like wtf .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;half of my brain just feels like bursting . just exactly how i feel few weeks ago .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;or last month . whatever . but kind of fun heh . i got to enjoy 1 hour of sleep in art lesson ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;relieved by Mr Ali . sat on the floor and doze on the chair . idiot right ? i ended up having cramps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and that sudden blood flow makes it hard to walk . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;talking about art , i haven't start on my prep work . die =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i swear i hate art . bad impression . not going to take art . NOWAY ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im not going to suffer during O levels . noooooooo .... D'=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but still , have to pass art . haizz ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to lose a teeth . bogey like Charlotte . hahs .&lt;br /&gt;its pain ohkehh . very . D'=&lt;br /&gt;so , i have another ache . my eye . i need to change my blogskin damn it ! sadly , no time .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;life gotta move on . sorry i've hurt you. we're still friends.chill okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-6059773116123099818?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6059773116123099818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=6059773116123099818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6059773116123099818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6059773116123099818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-d-okay-that-smiley-charlotte-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-2009730165792628754</id><published>2009-05-03T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:30:20.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know i shouldnt be online now .&lt;br /&gt;i should be studying because&lt;br /&gt;exams is like two more days ?&lt;br /&gt;story goes like this , i on my sister's laptop , didnt expect it to have a wireless connection .&lt;br /&gt;so i grab this  opportunity to online lah ..&lt;br /&gt;lol . but yeah , its only for a moment .&lt;br /&gt;been busy . i bumped into those losers yesterday .&lt;br /&gt;like wow .&lt;br /&gt;surprised that i didnt see them in geylang .&lt;br /&gt;heheh .&lt;br /&gt;anyway , went to marina barrage yesterday .&lt;br /&gt;main purpose is to study .&lt;br /&gt;ended up , wasting time camwhoring .&lt;br /&gt;and baritone's bestfriend , flute , didnt turn up !&lt;br /&gt;sad =(&lt;br /&gt;but yeah , its a good day for her .&lt;br /&gt;coz i heard someone made a surprise for her on air .&lt;br /&gt;sweeeeeeeeeeeeets .&lt;br /&gt;couple made in heaven . meant for each other . together forever .&lt;br /&gt;thats the sweetness of falling in love , only if you found the right partner , like they do .&lt;br /&gt;you'll just prefer being alone and having friends instead of gf/bf after being hurt umpteen times .&lt;br /&gt;trust me , its safer not to have any relationship though you do get jealous because your friends&lt;br /&gt;get to enjoy intimate moment with their partners .&lt;br /&gt;haha . now , i realised i'm crapping like Charlotte herself .&lt;br /&gt;wonders .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd , seriously , i have no exams spirit .&lt;br /&gt;i mean , even at this critical moment of my final destination to hell , we still&lt;br /&gt;manage to slack and not concentrate in class .&lt;br /&gt;especially damn science lesson .&lt;br /&gt;all we did for that whole 1 hour of lesson was going through a class test which i flunk&lt;br /&gt;badly . and im not surprised . =D&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte will sometimes go , 'Why do we need a teacher when we have textbooks?'&lt;br /&gt;i do agree at times , especially when it comes to Science again .&lt;br /&gt;because that teacher complicates instead of teach .&lt;br /&gt;my WHOLE class thinks so too .&lt;br /&gt;everyone will scream across the class and say , 'CHAROTTE , U FOLLOW ?'&lt;br /&gt;haha . thats no typo . thats how he pronounce her name .&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this whole post contains a lot of Charlotte's name .&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why . just realise . be honored yaw . =DD&lt;br /&gt;im outta here .&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-2009730165792628754?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2009730165792628754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=2009730165792628754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2009730165792628754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2009730165792628754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-know-i-shouldnt-be-online-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-8408612855374272550</id><published>2009-04-22T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:02:45.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a super logical question which some humans are just too dumb to understand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell ask for a break up with their strongly, super beloved bf/gf out of unreasonable jealousy  ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote the ASK , STRONGLY , SUPER BELOVED and UNREASONABLE .&lt;br /&gt;if u love somebody , u die die want to be with that damn bloody person ryte ?&lt;br /&gt;no matter what shit just get in your way ? because your love is STRONG !&lt;br /&gt;but this one stupid ***** ask for a break up with her boyfriend out of jealousy ( CHILDISH ) , yet&lt;br /&gt;admitting that she love that guy soooooooo much ( super MEPEK ) .&lt;br /&gt;thats at least okay lah . but , she ask for break up , then she blame me !?!&lt;br /&gt;and call me all those stuff which was actually describing her . ahahah&lt;br /&gt;now , whats that girl problem ? she is mentally disturbed . trying her best to gain respect&lt;br /&gt;by TRYING her best also to get into trouble and ACT like one big fuck . poor thing , didnt&lt;br /&gt;worked . because , sec 1 only what . so what if you're older ? perangai dah mmg mcm bdk2 .&lt;br /&gt;and yeah , another party ( used to be friends ) , die die dont want to admit that she's at fault too .&lt;br /&gt;for spreading things that shouldnt be shared with her another group of friend .&lt;br /&gt;and her phone kena confiscate , then she blame other people .&lt;br /&gt;no life huh ?&lt;br /&gt;now i know , how childish my used to be friend attitude is . hahhaa .&lt;br /&gt;so yeah . i guess this should be over . it shouldnt have started if someone doesnt have a big mouth to spread our inside story .&lt;br /&gt;and someone who doesnt have a filthy mouth to call me names . oooppppssss . wrong .&lt;br /&gt;its supposed to be describing herself .&lt;br /&gt;hahha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , new friend !&lt;br /&gt;bile nak online ?? mendak u know .&lt;br /&gt;no one to complain at .&lt;br /&gt;i cannot sms u lahhh = (&lt;br /&gt;haizz .&lt;br /&gt;nvmd .. talk to u wenever can okays ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-8408612855374272550?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8408612855374272550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=8408612855374272550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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aku .&lt;br /&gt;satu skolah je pe . tak hapi lai ah . approach aku .&lt;br /&gt;during recess bleh ape . hari2 npk muke jahanam ko .&lt;br /&gt;klu muke aku pecah , muke ko ape sia ?&lt;br /&gt;klu aku sundal , ko ape sia ?&lt;br /&gt;aku tkde maruah , ko ade ke ?&lt;br /&gt;klu aku control BEKAS ko peh feelings , ko rase ko bleh matae ngn dr kepe ?&lt;br /&gt;ko sendri yg mintak break , skg ko nak salah kn aku .&lt;br /&gt;ko tkde keje kape ? sengaje nk cari psl .&lt;br /&gt;abeh nak step besar .&lt;br /&gt;klu otak aku kt puki , otak ko kt mane ?&lt;br /&gt;aku tk rase ko ade otak pn ah sia .&lt;br /&gt;klu ade pn , otak ko tkleh pki . bengap .&lt;br /&gt;aku tak knal ko lah betina .&lt;br /&gt;aku tkde TIME nk gossip psl ko .&lt;br /&gt;such a waste of time . get it ?&lt;br /&gt;ape hot topic psl ko yg aku nk bbl ?&lt;br /&gt;sudah lah ehkk . pmpn gile mcm ko , tk spatotnye dpt attention aku .&lt;br /&gt;tap sbb ko dah melampau kn , jadi aku terpaksa lyn kn .&lt;br /&gt;lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long bitch . jumpe kt skolah kay =)&lt;br /&gt;tk sabar siol .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-5037991376121437653?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5037991376121437653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=5037991376121437653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5037991376121437653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5037991376121437653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/04/eh-pmpn.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-2059044838047309899</id><published>2009-04-18T12:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T13:44:00.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont have stamina .&lt;br /&gt;wait , i do have , it just sucks =D&lt;br /&gt;so , i was happily running at first .&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even realised that the rest of the express students&lt;br /&gt;have already overtake me .&lt;br /&gt;so obviously , my position sucks lah kan .&lt;br /&gt;there's this one Normal Acad girl who was supposingly&lt;br /&gt;behind me . I , linda , foolishly followed the rest of the&lt;br /&gt;Express bunch and took the long way to run .&lt;br /&gt;when that Normal Acad girl took the shortcut way !&lt;br /&gt;idiot . not fair siol .&lt;br /&gt;not cool okay . not cool . hurh !&lt;br /&gt;went to macdonald after that and eat breakfast with Zuhairi , Ryan and Raimov .&lt;br /&gt;walked to interchange to wait for Amirul .&lt;br /&gt;in the end he didnt turned up so we left and bought my shoe .&lt;br /&gt;bored . very . waiting for the day to end .&lt;br /&gt;now that there's no band , it seems like i have nothing to do during the weekends .&lt;br /&gt;oh btw , im back as a tenor player .&lt;br /&gt;like so sad .&lt;br /&gt;when im already so into baritone , i need to change back to tenor .&lt;br /&gt;haiyahh .&lt;br /&gt;tenor just feel so different now .&lt;br /&gt;it feels very , very small .&lt;br /&gt;and it hangs freely on my neck .&lt;br /&gt;damn light lah siaaaaa !&lt;br /&gt;hurh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-2059044838047309899?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2059044838047309899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=2059044838047309899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2059044838047309899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2059044838047309899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-have-stamina.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-7365840191383484417</id><published>2009-04-17T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:53:24.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>almost late for school today .&lt;br /&gt;i took 25 and dropped infront of techno park .&lt;br /&gt;my intention of dropping there is to walk to school .&lt;br /&gt;but i change my mind after a few second and decided just to take bus .&lt;br /&gt;so i took 222 and dropped down at MRT there .&lt;br /&gt;i walk to the other end and waited for 222 , again .&lt;br /&gt;missed the first bus coz there's this one idiot Ping Yian who doesnt know&lt;br /&gt;how to move in and give space for us to come in .&lt;br /&gt;and its already like 7.10 am .&lt;br /&gt;dashed in the second bus .&lt;br /&gt;dreaming all the way .&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i set my eyes on this familiar lady .&lt;br /&gt;asked Dorothea if thats Miss Siti and she said yeah .&lt;br /&gt;i just kept staring at her .&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why .&lt;br /&gt;until Dorothea asked when's my birthday .&lt;br /&gt;i looked at her and shrugged .&lt;br /&gt;ahaha .&lt;br /&gt;she gave me that ' YOU DONT EVEN KNOW YOUR OWN BIRTHDAY ? ' look .&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i woke up few seconds later and realised what crap i just did .&lt;br /&gt;lol . kind of embarrassing .&lt;br /&gt;she laughed at me !&lt;br /&gt;mygawd . no choice , so i laughed along at my stupidity .&lt;br /&gt;haha , idiots .&lt;br /&gt;was almost late .&lt;br /&gt;reached school during the second bell .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i dont like Mr Liew .&lt;br /&gt;he dont know how to teach !&lt;br /&gt;getting on my nerves , easily .&lt;br /&gt;and he just threatened to give us zero .&lt;br /&gt;freak shit .&lt;br /&gt;i want Mrs Ong lah !&lt;br /&gt;that teacher spoilt my mood enough in the morning .&lt;br /&gt;but there's more suckers are still bound to just ruin my day .&lt;br /&gt;pain . breaking down really works .&lt;br /&gt;but Aidil and Zheng De are annoying !&lt;br /&gt;they dont let me do so .&lt;br /&gt;okay wait , i did , but only for a while .&lt;br /&gt;sorry Aswan , for giving u attitude . =D&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;(Syiqin , jgn marah ehk . hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily , Zuhairi save my life .&lt;br /&gt;at least he doesnt bug me like those humans and entertain my crap after band .&lt;br /&gt;faizah , ayie , izzati and sudiana were quiet all the way .&lt;br /&gt;and we left amirul behind .&lt;br /&gt;haha .&lt;br /&gt;poor thing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr 2.4km run .&lt;br /&gt;lazy . urgh .&lt;br /&gt;tired . dont care .&lt;br /&gt;im coming late .&lt;br /&gt;that toyol (Raimov) also lazy .&lt;br /&gt;he even want to skip 2.4 .&lt;br /&gt;dasar babi jadi-jadian .&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;joking .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-7365840191383484417?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7365840191383484417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=7365840191383484417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7365840191383484417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7365840191383484417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/04/almost-late-for-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-2168539215450013246</id><published>2009-04-16T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:33:12.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihihi ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored now .&lt;br /&gt;really bored .&lt;br /&gt;i should have let my sister use the laptop like 1 hour ago but she was&lt;br /&gt;pig-ing so i continued using the laptop like nobody's business .&lt;br /&gt;anyway , school is boring .&lt;br /&gt;i have loads of overdue homework .&lt;br /&gt;and band just have been better .&lt;br /&gt;because there's no more band !&lt;br /&gt;except for speech day .&lt;br /&gt;i think my prize giving is already canceled lah .&lt;br /&gt;because i didn't attend the last rehearsal .&lt;br /&gt;and its supposed to be the confirmation round or something .&lt;br /&gt;whatever crap .&lt;br /&gt;don't mind lah ehk .&lt;br /&gt;anyway , still need to wear band uniform later .&lt;br /&gt;u sit at table then wear uniform .&lt;br /&gt;WTH .&lt;br /&gt;nowayyyy .&lt;br /&gt;so i rather my prize to be cancel .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i let out everything today .&lt;br /&gt;i think its the right time now .&lt;br /&gt;and my mistake to have lied or keep it from you .&lt;br /&gt;you should have known earlier .&lt;br /&gt;i just don't want to hurt any party .&lt;br /&gt;maybe everything's going to be better after this .&lt;br /&gt;i'll just pray for the outcome .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-2168539215450013246?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2168539215450013246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=2168539215450013246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2168539215450013246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2168539215450013246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/04/hihihi-d-im-bored-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-2567995352087786627</id><published>2009-04-15T19:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:27:02.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello !&lt;br /&gt;im sick .&lt;br /&gt;not surprising .&lt;br /&gt;because of my dear, dear phone .&lt;br /&gt;which Syiqin thought it was someone from the past .&lt;br /&gt;since i mentioned boyfriend and 5 months and etc .&lt;br /&gt;blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;like hello .&lt;br /&gt;i never brought him to my toilet !&lt;br /&gt;or even worst , drown him in my TOILET BOWL !&lt;br /&gt;ohh gawd .&lt;br /&gt;please read properly . haha&lt;br /&gt;i know its my fault for writing that chunk of crap down there .&lt;br /&gt;but hey , i thought you will understand .&lt;br /&gt;but apparently , not .&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha .&lt;br /&gt;well, must read twice next time okay ; D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, almost receive a zero for art presentation .&lt;br /&gt;over the fact that we actually never even touch our project .&lt;br /&gt;but luckily , its miss loke .&lt;br /&gt;so she dont mind .&lt;br /&gt;only our group .&lt;br /&gt;and some more, we're girls .&lt;br /&gt;she'll close one eye . teehee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum suggested that i change school , now that im sick .&lt;br /&gt;since my school is like far , far away already .&lt;br /&gt;she suggested Bowen when she actually hates their uniform ! my goodness .&lt;br /&gt;because its just across the road .&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Sudiana already cursed me that i wont be able to get in that school .&lt;br /&gt;u think i want mehhh ? lols&lt;br /&gt;they cursed because they love me . heez . *blushblush*&lt;br /&gt;they dont want me to leave .&lt;br /&gt;people like Raimov , Zuhairi , Faizah , Izzati and all .&lt;br /&gt;thats why ... they cursed .&lt;br /&gt;they're afraid of losing a good friend like me .&lt;br /&gt;of course lahh kann . Sape tak sayang Linda ?&lt;br /&gt;haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite bored now .&lt;br /&gt;ending here .&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-2567995352087786627?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2567995352087786627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=2567995352087786627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2567995352087786627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2567995352087786627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-7157119005459515753</id><published>2009-04-09T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:09:15.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i never slept in class before .&lt;br /&gt;but recently , i've been doing so .&lt;br /&gt;especially during science .&lt;br /&gt;very tempting .&lt;br /&gt;so yeah , i did get to enjoy an hour of peaceful sleep .&lt;br /&gt;and i just did at maths jusnow .&lt;br /&gt;super tired seyh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend , i'm sorry for not taking good care of you .&lt;br /&gt;i know its my fault .&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have brought u along with me to the toilet .&lt;br /&gt;i forgot that u cant swim .&lt;br /&gt;i almost drown u to death .&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to lose u .&lt;br /&gt;please recover fast .&lt;br /&gt;i love u so much tao . ='(&lt;br /&gt;just how many months together .&lt;br /&gt;we just celebrate our 5th month anniversary seyh .&lt;br /&gt;dont leave me please !&lt;br /&gt;i cannot live without u .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently , chatting with a new friend .&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;situation around is freaking me out .&lt;br /&gt;especially people like Raimov who help to make the situation even more freaky .&lt;br /&gt;thanks ehk .&lt;br /&gt;so, Syiqin was super happy justnow during science . =D&lt;br /&gt;i hope he doesnt read this kay .&lt;br /&gt;lol . OUGHT TO BE THANKFUL TAO .&lt;br /&gt;ahaha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-7157119005459515753?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7157119005459515753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=7157119005459515753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7157119005459515753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7157119005459515753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-never-slept-in-class-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-5382538052296143778</id><published>2009-04-08T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:43:55.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>skipped school today .&lt;br /&gt;attend only half an hour of english lesson .&lt;br /&gt;show face then run off .&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Lim hates band .&lt;br /&gt;can see . =D&lt;br /&gt;she say band is a bloodsucker .&lt;br /&gt;somehow , i agree .&lt;br /&gt;but , its for the school what .&lt;br /&gt;and because of that bloodsucking , we PYMB , get a Silver for our indoor '09 competition.&lt;br /&gt;although judging criteria seems to be stricter justnow ,&lt;br /&gt;we still manage to earn something that is not disappointing at all .&lt;br /&gt;all hardwork was paid off .&lt;br /&gt;we've done our part to make the school proud .&lt;br /&gt;we've succeeded in maintaining our Silver standard .&lt;br /&gt;thanks yaw friends for supporting and the goodluck wishes .&lt;br /&gt;appreciated !!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PYMB ,&lt;br /&gt;we've done it for our dear bandmate , Jonathan .&lt;br /&gt;the best for him .&lt;br /&gt;we've make him proud .&lt;br /&gt;he'll be happier when he wakes up .&lt;br /&gt;please dont forget him in your prayers .&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;love , Linda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-5382538052296143778?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5382538052296143778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=5382538052296143778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5382538052296143778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/5382538052296143778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/04/skipped-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-6126008414900922267</id><published>2009-04-06T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:46:02.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello wonderful humans . *ehems*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF is very , near . very , VERY near .&lt;br /&gt;well, been working super hard that i have no time for myself .&lt;br /&gt;and really anticipating the minute when SYF will be over .&lt;br /&gt;ahaha . busted .&lt;br /&gt;so like now , homework is not done yet .&lt;br /&gt;still chatting and crapping with Hakeem !&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of posting , this is a short post okay .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-6126008414900922267?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6126008414900922267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=6126008414900922267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6126008414900922267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/6126008414900922267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-wonderful-humans.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-3824829288857677220</id><published>2009-04-05T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T15:14:41.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me no like my new homeeee ! = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im living at someone's else house .&lt;br /&gt;and im really praying hard that i will go home soon .&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't feel like home at all .&lt;br /&gt;there's totally a freaking big difference .&lt;br /&gt;now , i need to leave early for school .&lt;br /&gt;no more enjoying a super long goodnight sleep .&lt;br /&gt;haiz .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , i miss Sharifah !&lt;br /&gt;now that we cant go school together anymore .&lt;br /&gt;and like hmm , how long ago did we last did ?&lt;br /&gt;wonders .&lt;br /&gt;and also , will not bumped into Boo Keong in the bus&lt;br /&gt;on the way home anymore .&lt;br /&gt;sad .&lt;br /&gt;but at least now i have more friends to go home together with .&lt;br /&gt;like Sudiana and Faizah etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results are out .&lt;br /&gt;1 red line =D .&lt;br /&gt;MATHS !&lt;br /&gt;saw Jeffrey's results .&lt;br /&gt;he didn't fail any subject i guess . surprisingly .&lt;br /&gt;he even got an A1 for geography !&lt;br /&gt;lol . my class standard is super shitty lah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is boringgggg .&lt;br /&gt;now , i learnt to be grateful with what i already have .&lt;br /&gt;i really regret it mann .&lt;br /&gt;should be thankful that i had Mrs Ong as my science teacher .&lt;br /&gt;Mr Liew is making my science lesson worst .&lt;br /&gt;he taught me nothing .&lt;br /&gt;i mean , like seriously .&lt;br /&gt;nothing at all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counting down to SYF .&lt;br /&gt;in a few more days .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here .&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-3824829288857677220?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3824829288857677220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=3824829288857677220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3824829288857677220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3824829288857677220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-no-like-my-new-homeeee-i-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-7331246486055496222</id><published>2009-04-01T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T12:25:16.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, hello !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying my best to revive my dead blog .&lt;br /&gt;it is - SUPER DEAD - .&lt;br /&gt;not my fault . i have a life ohkkayyyy .&lt;br /&gt;band and school . okay wait , is that still considered life ?&lt;br /&gt;lol . speechless .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some idiotic stuff did happened .&lt;br /&gt;like during F and N lesson .&lt;br /&gt;irene seah is back .&lt;br /&gt;so she's like trying to refresh our memory .&lt;br /&gt;she's expecting the class to remember what we're supposed to do .&lt;br /&gt;irene : 2 healthy and ______ dishes ?&lt;br /&gt;linda : ( check Charlotte's file , as she didn't hand in ) INTERESTING !&lt;br /&gt;irene : correct !&lt;br /&gt;class : woahhh ! *clapclap*&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for me ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is April Fool's Day !&lt;br /&gt;and that ahole Ryan S. pranked me!&lt;br /&gt;urgh!&lt;br /&gt;sms&lt;br /&gt;linda : where u?&lt;br /&gt;ryan s. : i at hospital . my finger fractured .&lt;br /&gt;linda : really uh ? what happened ?&lt;br /&gt;ryan S. : play basketball lahh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school and saw him laughing at canteen !!!&lt;br /&gt;wth . *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;another tricked about button .&lt;br /&gt;by him also .&lt;br /&gt;Dorothea is like super prepared for April Fool .&lt;br /&gt;she brought oreo and pepsi .&lt;br /&gt;that oreo obviously looked delicious .&lt;br /&gt;because the cream is a toothpaste and the pepsi contains vinegar , soya sauce and other extra ingredients to create a perfect little trick .&lt;br /&gt;wooow . sentence stolen from power puff girls .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-7331246486055496222?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7331246486055496222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=7331246486055496222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7331246486055496222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7331246486055496222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-hello-trying-my-best-to-revive-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-2120879401187102930</id><published>2009-03-23T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:53:36.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't realise nor expect this to happened . especially to someone like you, Jon . you're so fun to be with , so bubbly , a laughing gas thats so addictive , a happy-go-lucky person . Its really unbelievable . I didn't realise behind all those joy and laughter , you're suffering . I really don't expect you to be suffering at all . i didn't expect you to be hiding something so serious . though we're not close, somehow, i still love and appreciate you as my senior . we know you're strong . strong enough to pull through . so just pull through alright . everything's going to be fine again . We'll pray for your fast recovery . you'll get well . =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-2120879401187102930?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2120879401187102930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=2120879401187102930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2120879401187102930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2120879401187102930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-didnt-realise-nor-expect-this-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-3006225305922539627</id><published>2009-03-20T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:00:48.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went to school just now .&lt;br /&gt;bumped into my mum infront of cheers .&lt;br /&gt;then saw Mr Poh and Edwin in Mr Poh's car .&lt;br /&gt;they driving towards Bedok Town Sec .&lt;br /&gt;took some photos for tableaux .&lt;br /&gt;then we planned for our proposal .&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas and Xiao Ya left afterwards .&lt;br /&gt;so me and Feeqah decided to stay awhile longer to do the proposal and powerpoint .&lt;br /&gt;it was already 3.35pm by the time .&lt;br /&gt;we went to infocom lab .&lt;br /&gt;they say we can use the computer till 4pm .&lt;br /&gt;so we happily on 1 computer .&lt;br /&gt;nothing appeared . *toot*&lt;br /&gt;then we on another computer , it was okay until this one guy come in and examine another computer then he go touch what wire then suddenly our computer shut down .&lt;br /&gt;*toooooooooooooooooot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;we go asked one of the infocom guy but he dont know anything .&lt;br /&gt;another guy came in and say that the screen is spoilt .&lt;br /&gt;CAN TELL EARLIER WHAT !&lt;br /&gt;WE USE THE COMPUTER FOR SO LONG ALREADY !&lt;br /&gt;after that they tell us to use other computer .&lt;br /&gt;then its like already a few more minutes to 4pm already .&lt;br /&gt;so i asked if we still have to finish it by 4pm .&lt;br /&gt;they say YEAH !&lt;br /&gt;WTF ! i give them that annoyed face and say forget it sudah .&lt;br /&gt;computer like siao already then .. haiyah&lt;br /&gt;forget it lah ehk .&lt;br /&gt;in the end we divide our work sia .&lt;br /&gt;troublesome !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went bubble tea then wait for double deck and took 1 round .&lt;br /&gt;i stare at the window blankly .&lt;br /&gt;i didnt realize that Feeqah wanted to drop until she said bye .&lt;br /&gt;and ohh , i realize i left my wallet in the bus .&lt;br /&gt;damn .&lt;br /&gt;so i spent half an hour to walk home .&lt;br /&gt;kena irresponsible by my dad sia because i kept on saying 'i dont know' .&lt;br /&gt;basket .&lt;br /&gt;but yeah , who cares .&lt;br /&gt;better say you dont know than you anyhow give wrong information then nk step macam paham kan .&lt;br /&gt;to hell with it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-3006225305922539627?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3006225305922539627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=3006225305922539627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3006225305922539627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3006225305922539627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-went-to-school-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-1427718054059324801</id><published>2009-03-18T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:39:08.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello human beings !&lt;br /&gt;miss me right ? i know .&lt;br /&gt;harhar .&lt;br /&gt;well yeah , its kind of obvious that i'm back from camp .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to Bedok Town Sec for exchange program just now .&lt;br /&gt;Elaina , if you're reading , be shocked that i came to your school .&lt;br /&gt;lol . that is so not important .&lt;br /&gt;anyway , i saw Ben's face on one of the banners at the hall .&lt;br /&gt;he reminds me of his brother , Lourenz .&lt;br /&gt;and thinking of Lourenz reminds me of the other Yu Nengnites .&lt;br /&gt;miss them alot . haiz .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days of non - stop kissing my instrument cause me alot of hurt .&lt;br /&gt;haha . and im serious .&lt;br /&gt;just 1 painful mark on my lower lip .&lt;br /&gt;i cant smile as wide as before up till my ears .&lt;br /&gt;it'll feels like its going to tear soon .&lt;br /&gt;i can even feel my heartbeat on it .&lt;br /&gt;so yeah , im not going to school tomorrow .&lt;br /&gt;damn tired .&lt;br /&gt;not enough energy .&lt;br /&gt;me not hardworking .&lt;br /&gt;me not going to do any sacrifices .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-1427718054059324801?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1427718054059324801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=1427718054059324801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/1427718054059324801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/1427718054059324801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-human-beings-miss-me-right-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-3176223084410087969</id><published>2009-03-14T22:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:16:46.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WANT TO SHIFT HOUSE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*sobsob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;really i dont want... haiyah .&lt;br /&gt;to think that all my friends are all here .&lt;br /&gt;this neighbourhood where i grew up .&lt;br /&gt;the sum of money my parents had spent for renovations .&lt;br /&gt;the gate , the flooring , the cabinets .&lt;br /&gt;i know what and how they feels like .&lt;br /&gt;seriously , im more happier now .&lt;br /&gt;i just dont want to leave .&lt;br /&gt;so much memories .&lt;br /&gt;im damn stress and frustrated sia ..&lt;br /&gt;fuq i swear!&lt;br /&gt;urgh!&lt;br /&gt;just when everything was about to be better in my life , one shit must come in my way .&lt;br /&gt;im not happy with that group of people lah !&lt;br /&gt;troublemaker .&lt;br /&gt;just get your self into trouble can ?&lt;br /&gt;no need get us into trouble too right .&lt;br /&gt;annoying .&lt;br /&gt;urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band is getting smaller .&lt;br /&gt;band camp will be on this coming Monday .&lt;br /&gt;haiz ..&lt;br /&gt;okay now i feel like complaining .&lt;br /&gt;we sill have IPW projects to be done .&lt;br /&gt;due when school reopens .&lt;br /&gt;piles and piles loads of homework .&lt;br /&gt;there will be extra Maths lesson the day after camp .&lt;br /&gt;and yeah , i heard there will be 6D gathering .&lt;br /&gt;i lost contact with everyone of my classmate sia ! = (&lt;br /&gt;except Afiq lahh kan ..&lt;br /&gt;so , i desperately want to go because i missed the first gathering last year .&lt;br /&gt;but , i'm not sure when and i dont know whether i'll be free .&lt;br /&gt;hmm . tsk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll be spending the whole of tomorrow packing or sleeping .&lt;br /&gt;so since im free now , to end my post for today ,&lt;br /&gt;i want to wish someone happy advance birthday lah ehk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ASYIQIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(15/03)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;= )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy hari tuwe . i know its abit too early . but its okay .&lt;br /&gt;no present babe , pokai hee =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-3176223084410087969?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3176223084410087969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=3176223084410087969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3176223084410087969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/3176223084410087969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-want-to-shift-house-sobsob.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-7001864123165893080</id><published>2009-03-11T22:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:29:22.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello !&lt;br /&gt;got miss me ?&lt;br /&gt;anyway , i wana wish a belated birthday to my friend .&lt;br /&gt;sorry hor , i forgot about you . =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SHARIFAH!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(04/03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog is dead . =DD&lt;br /&gt;*clapclap*&lt;br /&gt;been busy with life , yeah!&lt;br /&gt;band and all .&lt;br /&gt;now IPW week .&lt;br /&gt;it already damn boring then the sec 3's have to go for camp . ='(&lt;br /&gt;i swear i miss them already .&lt;br /&gt;haiya ..&lt;br /&gt;the canteen damn quiet without them .&lt;br /&gt;please come back , guys .&lt;br /&gt;am i like over reacting or something ?&lt;br /&gt;urgh! i just felt something was missing lah okay .&lt;br /&gt;nevermind , chill ! it wont be forever , right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results are not out yet .&lt;br /&gt;im so sure that i failed my maths overall .&lt;br /&gt;dont ask why .&lt;br /&gt;yalah and someone can like boast around and say , ' hello , im the best in maths okay. '&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;you know who the hell you are . haha&lt;br /&gt;for IPW , we went to the mosque and church, yesterday and today respectively .&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow , we're going to the temple .&lt;br /&gt;boring right ?&lt;br /&gt;i know .&lt;br /&gt;it sucks lah , betol .&lt;br /&gt;the weather mcm siao gitu .&lt;br /&gt;it'll rain in the morning the hot and sunny and it'll rain again later .&lt;br /&gt;or , it'll be hot and sunny in the morning till noon and it'll rain in the afternoon .&lt;br /&gt;annoying , serious .&lt;br /&gt;know why ?&lt;br /&gt;because when we brought our sweater , it wont rain .&lt;br /&gt;vice versa . blabla . you know what i meant .&lt;br /&gt;the chruch tour guide was like trying to make us believe in God , as in Jesus .&lt;br /&gt;what the hell . she say sentences such as ,&lt;br /&gt;' what i'm trying to say is , there is God . who is willing to make a miracle in our life, if we believe and obey him . see what He can give us .' blablabla .&lt;br /&gt;so erm , a little camwhoring was done . at the church .&lt;br /&gt;so much happened when i was away .&lt;br /&gt;so here it is . enjoy yaws . =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfUAMVGk9I/AAAAAAAAAME/Ln4yCGD0xYM/s1600-h/DSC00602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfUAMVGk9I/AAAAAAAAAME/Ln4yCGD0xYM/s320/DSC00602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311947385281614802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ignore the girl on the left hand side yaw . =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfT_ln1FAI/AAAAAAAAAL8/iJy9FF3AoBM/s1600-h/DSC00607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfT_ln1FAI/AAAAAAAAAL8/iJy9FF3AoBM/s320/DSC00607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311947374891176962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfT_BjEkUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/4ABEZaWySgM/s1600-h/DSC00612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfT_BjEkUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/4ABEZaWySgM/s320/DSC00612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311947365207544130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfVx_FhGCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AAalqXRsYNY/s1600-h/DSC00606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfVx_FhGCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AAalqXRsYNY/s320/DSC00606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311949340231669794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfVxg8A0CI/AAAAAAAAAM0/0eYeN3ZPon0/s1600-h/DSC00589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfVxg8A0CI/AAAAAAAAAM0/0eYeN3ZPon0/s320/DSC00589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311949332138741794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfWhRmjW2I/AAAAAAAAANE/XjQLVFiIw38/s1600-h/DSC00583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfWhRmjW2I/AAAAAAAAANE/XjQLVFiIw38/s320/DSC00583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311950152655919970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfUAQcO3lI/AAAAAAAAAMM/2vX9FmadvZ8/s1600-h/DSC00577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfUAQcO3lI/AAAAAAAAAMM/2vX9FmadvZ8/s320/DSC00577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311947386385260114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me, vania, syafiqah, feeqah and tan hui . (reunited)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfUA7GJqJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xHHZsvyblQY/s1600-h/DSC00570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfUA7GJqJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xHHZsvyblQY/s320/DSC00570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311947397835368594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ms loke tortoise =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfVxfBGonI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Ue2K181SQWI/s1600-h/DSC00557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfVxfBGonI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Ue2K181SQWI/s320/DSC00557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311949331623223922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfVwuPaUTI/AAAAAAAAAMc/MsCLoB1rNnY/s1600-h/DSC00518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfVwuPaUTI/AAAAAAAAAMc/MsCLoB1rNnY/s320/DSC00518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311949318529896754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that ugly figure , drawn by Adrian .haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all .&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-7001864123165893080?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7001864123165893080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=7001864123165893080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7001864123165893080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/7001864123165893080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-got-miss-me-anyway-i-wana-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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/__KgMiSfPg9U/SbfUAMVGk9I/AAAAAAAAAME/Ln4yCGD0xYM/s72-c/DSC00602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130967401427785209.post-2624304152812935042</id><published>2009-03-05T19:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:21:14.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;yaw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;miss me? i know . don't lie .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;okay wait , let me wish RAIMOV , Happy Birthday first!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RAIMOV!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(04/03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;fun lah ehk sabo dier .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SAYIDAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(02/03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;its all belated lahh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;anyway , i think i flunk my maths overall .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;because my class test all one digit . lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i havent get my english paper yet .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;so , yeah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mdm Lim was like saying , ' Prepare an umbrella tomorrow, because there will be a thunderstorm '.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;all blurr already .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i get it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;she will have a bloody good time scolding us .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;because of our common test .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i think we did badly .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;fine , just need to wait .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;the tableau , i was alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Syiqin , Syafika and Charlotte never come .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;so i joined Si Ling's group .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;kind of screwed up . we use the Princess and the Pea waking up scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;but i requested to change scene .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;so we like use the 'happily ever after scene' , the prince and princess marry .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;kind of okay . at least better than the previous one .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;anyway , got audition justnow for ping yi idol .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;like seriously force Shahidah to audition after watching her video that she sang im yours .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;she have a nice voice . no kidd .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;its been a long time since i last camwhore .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;so , whatever okehh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ending here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&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/6130967401427785209-2624304152812935042?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2624304152812935042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=2624304152812935042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2624304152812935042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130967401427785209/posts/default/2624304152812935042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/2009/03/yaw-miss-me-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda hotspot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00956810710795408312</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-6130967401427785209.post-5171492075810365171</id><published>2009-02-25T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:56:17.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>common test are over !&lt;br /&gt;its the end of another shit .&lt;br /&gt;but i bet there's still alot more shits to come in my way .&lt;br /&gt;art was , sad .&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;because we're dealing with onion .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pedih siot mate .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just waiting for the results .&lt;br /&gt;and oh , yesterday was my sister's birthday .&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ! =)&lt;br /&gt;okay lah , i know i have like so many sisters .&lt;br /&gt;and sorry , because i dont have her photo now with me .&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;just note that she's the eldest .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what ive gotten myself into .&lt;br /&gt;one big mess .&lt;br /&gt;bloody big mess ...&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh .&lt;br /&gt;well , its just a matter of time . =)&lt;br /&gt;think positive !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk&lt;br /&gt;ending here&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130967401427785209-5171492075810365171?l=munchxbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munchxbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5171492075810365171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130967401427785209&amp;postID=5171492075810365171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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