<?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-30859526</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:28:21.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decamited dreams</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>303</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-476307096465281819</id><published>2007-08-21T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:25:58.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://tilly-and-thewall.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://thisplaceispaintedred.blogspot.com"&gt;WE HAVE MOVED&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-476307096465281819?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/476307096465281819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=476307096465281819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/476307096465281819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/476307096465281819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-6652601804489434739</id><published>2007-08-11T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T21:36:38.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so maybe i'm three days too late but for what it's worth, happy birthday singapore. you've given me sixteen good years and i guess i owe that much to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sure i won't really be much help considering that i'm not planning to marry therefore not having bajillions of kids and reducing the ageing population but hey, at least i recycle. aaand i'm a law abiding citizen. consider yourself lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;//end of semi-patriotic speech//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah that's as patriotic as i can get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this is to a girl who got into my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with all the pretty things she did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if i close my eyes and imagine hard enough, i can picture andrew singing it to me. cause, heck. i'm sure i won't live to see the day an actual person would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;andrew's wife is such a lucky bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh and this post is the big 300th. yeah and last month was our one year anniversary but i forgot. sorry mr blog. no wonder you wouldn't talk to me for a whole week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay i'm trying to come up with what to type down here but i'm drawing at a blank. not in the mood i guess. i'm not feeling like my usual charming and witty [cough cough] self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so, sorry tauf. no proof of my inconsistent sanity today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh by the way, can you accompany me to make me ez link card on monday? yan and helmi have school and luke's still in KL and i need a big, strong man to protect me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ROFLMAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;right. if we were to ever come across danger, i know you'd be the first one to run and just leave me there. exactly like jac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you people are useless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.S: hans solo's waaay more sexier than mr luke skywalker. sticks tongue out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-6652601804489434739?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/6652601804489434739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=6652601804489434739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6652601804489434739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6652601804489434739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-maybe-im-three-days-too-late-but-for.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-8525659685157499537</id><published>2007-08-08T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T23:41:33.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Rrni25rME8I/AAAAAAAAAII/5LCA-_D92fM/s1600-h/clouds_original.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096353886169207746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Rrni25rME8I/AAAAAAAAAII/5LCA-_D92fM/s400/clouds_original.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;second chances, they don't ever matter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;people never change&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;once a whore, you're nothing more &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm sorry that'll never change&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay so whatever about the ahem ahem yan. i don't CARE who said it first [though i have this sneaking suspicion that you started it] so can we please just drop it????&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;PFFT.&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;CODY LINLEY IS SO FUCKING HOT OMG HYPERVENTILATES PLEASE.&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;he is so cute on hannah montana as jake ryan [a name doesn't get any cuter than that. seriously.]&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;miley &amp; jake 2gether 4eva!&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096354646378419154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RrnjjJrME9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kahxyJLv__o/s400/10f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;le sigh. the eyes! the hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so anyway, i didn't go to school just now. not on purpose though, unlike half the population of the school. i woke up late! i swear it was an accident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;darn it. i was so excited about watching the dumb concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i heard that diyanah and isa performed onstage together. i also heard there were some technical glitches during their performance. [what? even the mike knows not to let that bitch go near it]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;darn it times two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, next year then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh wait. THERE IS NO NEXT YEAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PFFT. i basically missed my last ndp performance in ccks. and i was soo looking forward to not having to perform during the parade for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oooohhh i hope the band did okay. i know it takes time to get things back together after the seniors pass out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;god, i'm so caring aren't i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i went to study at jac's condo instead of going to school. did some quite productive work. i'm so proud of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;couh cough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay i realize i sound extremely un-witty and boring today. sorray. it's 11, i can't sleep and i am Bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, obviously, QUIZ TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;glee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about guys: turned ON, OFF or DRM [doesn't really matter]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is taller than you: ON. duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is shorter than you: OFF. double duh. i don't want a smurf as a boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wears braces: ON. how CUTE are guys with braces??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;has blue eyes: DRM as long as it's natural.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;has hazel eyes: refer to above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;drinks alchohol too much: i don't care if it's once in a while but TOO MUCH is just ew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;smokes: DRM. i don't especially like it but hell, EVERYONE smokes nowadays. right amin???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plays sports: ON. that means he's got muscles eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;smiles a lot: i'm torn between on and off. it's nice to smile but too much and you look like a perv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;calls you just to say hi: OFF. JUST "hi". what? no "i love you"? PFFT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;compliments you: OFF. i know i'm weird. compliments just feel awkward to me. of course i don't expect him to INSULT me. just, not too much complimets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good dancer: DRM. as long as it's not ballet i'm cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wears jewellery: DRM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;has brown hair: DRM as long as it's natural&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;has black hair: ditto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;has blonde hair: ditto the ditto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;has red hair: ditto the ditto the ditto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;makeup: EEEEEWW. ZEfron much? off off off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can make you laugh at any given moment: ON. def. that means he's smart and/or witty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loyal: ON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plays guitar: DRM. i feel guitars are too cliche nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plays drums: HELL YEAH ON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sings: ON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is buff: ON. duh. but not the john cena [though he IS cute] kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can draw: ON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;easily jealous: OFF. can you imagine what he'd do to my boys???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doesn't eat meat: DRM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doesn't eat vegetables: DRM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;has a tattoo: ON. just nott one of a dragon or aoemthing corny like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;has a lip ring: ooooh sexaye. ON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;has tongue ring: ew. OFF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;honest and open: OFF. I'M not honest and open. he'll just make me look bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goes to church: DRM. cough cough. [select people now who i'm talking about]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-8525659685157499537?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/8525659685157499537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=8525659685157499537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/8525659685157499537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/8525659685157499537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/08/second-chances-they-dont-ever-matter.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Rrni25rME8I/AAAAAAAAAII/5LCA-_D92fM/s72-c/clouds_original.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-3400077248844789460</id><published>2007-08-07T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T21:06:03.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;um hello retards get off my tagboard please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NO MD TAUFIK, I DO NOT WANT ANY OF YOUR IMAGINARY CUPCAKES CAN YOU PLEASE FUCK OFF NOW GODDDD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay i've locked myself in a room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;peace and quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;first off:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;omgomgomg!!! GREY'S ANATOMY'S COMING BACK ON WEDNESDAY!!! SCRREEEEAAAAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how many times have i prayed for this day to come??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;EIGHT BLOODY MONTHS, that's how long. so you can understand my euphoric state now can you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay so i'm currently at helmi's after one whole week (!!) of not seeing any of the boys' fugly faces. funny how i forgot how annoying they get when they're all together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh yes, helmi. i AM a pretty little princess. suck on THAT bitches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh dear, i sound quite crude. well, the consequence of 70% of your friends being boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i just don't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DO I NOT APPEAL TO GIRLS ENOUGH??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the only girl friends i have are jac, aqilah, imah, siti, aini, erica and shidah. and that's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the rest are dirty, sweaty, vulgar boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i have come to the conclusion that there is something horribly, terribly wrong with me. do i have bad breath or something??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i need more girl friends dammnit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so today wasn't all that bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o levels has really taken a toll on some of the teachers here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i never thought i'd ever say this but, i hate mrs choo sometimes, i really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and ms tan. but that one i've hated with every fibre of my being since day 1. i think she's actually a part time teacher and a full time WITCH. and i really don't mean the hermione kind either. more like bellatrix lestrange but with greasier hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and the incident during ss was so frikking awkward, i swear to god. ms ibaidah wanted to seat me next to isa and i went like WHAAAAT and the whole class was staring at me while my face twisted into disgust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh, i don't think hao yi was the only one who noticed. seva almost rolled on the floor trying to surpress her giggles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thank god ms ibaidah changed her mind. i don't think i could've tolerated sitting next to that asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;paul McCartney, you are a GOD. if only i'd been born like fourty years earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's not fair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095943699612570546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Rrhty5rME7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/fbpJWK1dsXk/s400/McCARTNEYblog-767746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;people in the 1960's had the beatles, audrey hepburn, tie-dye shirts, jimmy hendrix, the rolling stones, beehive hairdos and elvis.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the 80's were the cure, preps, acid-washed jeans, rob lowe, the ramones, the breakfast club and LLOYD DOBBLER.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what do WE have??&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lindsay lohan aka miss firecrotch, paris hilton the slut of the century, emo-shit, TWITS FOR GODSSAKES and the beckhams. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i feel so deprived.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i guess skinny jeans are totally racore but still.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was totally born in the wrong era, i'm telling you.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-3400077248844789460?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/3400077248844789460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=3400077248844789460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3400077248844789460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3400077248844789460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/08/um-hello-retards-get-off-my-tagboard.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Rrhty5rME7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/fbpJWK1dsXk/s72-c/McCARTNEYblog-767746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-4555553959261963155</id><published>2007-08-06T18:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T18:40:03.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.toysforyourblog.com/games/bigred/bigred.swf" width="350" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed&gt;

&lt;a href="http://www.toysforyourblog.com/games/bigred/"&gt;Put The Big Red Button on your site&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ROFLMAO. [raw-ful-lu-mao]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this was on lyana's blog. i totally pressed till it reached the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i kid you not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and that was one LOONNGGG journey to the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-4555553959261963155?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/4555553959261963155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=4555553959261963155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/4555553959261963155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/4555553959261963155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/08/put-big-red-button-on-your-site.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-9042392523789957654</id><published>2007-08-05T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T21:56:19.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;div&gt;okay so yesterday's outing was The Shizz.&lt;/div&gt;




&lt;div&gt;though i lost my ez link card and am now contemplating how i'm gonna survive the rest of the freaking week [since i already NEED money to buy my mom a birthday present -her birthday being on wednesday and all dear lord, how am i supposed to afford this???] but whatever.&lt;/div&gt;




&lt;div&gt;the simpsons was super duper ally wooper funny.&lt;/div&gt;




&lt;div&gt;"Lisa, clap for alaska!"&lt;/div&gt;




&lt;div&gt;Luh-mao.&lt;/div&gt;




&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;




&lt;div&gt;after the movies we went for ben and jerry's. end result:&lt;/div&gt;




&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;



&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095204041819689826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RrXNFJrME2I/AAAAAAAAAHY/kCN74J6-sfM/s400/DSCN1938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;



&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095204299517727602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RrXNUJrME3I/AAAAAAAAAHg/iATVJvNKS-E/s400/DSCN1944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095204441251648386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RrXNcZrME4I/AAAAAAAAAHo/QDKY3WnEUgc/s400/DSCN1940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095204638820144018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RrXNn5rME5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/gXdaHcWHfGk/s400/DSCN1941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;yes, people. that is MOI with the CutE CutE DEr wOrXx smile. aqilah just makes me soo deliriously happy you see.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;oh and after that we stumbled upon keng wei, lynne, kit ming, greg, shawnald and min er outside cathay.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;and beware. Nurimah Bte Abdul Ghani is a boob grabber!!! be wary when you're in close proximity with her.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;hahahahah okay so what happened was that we were in the bus on the way home and the bus suddenly lurched forward right and then cause me and jac were standing in the middle without any handles, the three of us [ONLY. which makes it even more embarrassing] flew forward too with imah falling onto jac falling onto me and i was unceremoniously shoved into the poor lady behind me. [who was very very nice about it by the way. even though i think my elbow hit her stomach DAMN hard]&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;yeah and apparently imah, when she was falling accidentally grabbed onto this nyonya's boob for leverage.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;ROFL. god, i almost busted my gut laughing lah ok.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;okay, so thanks guys for a great day(:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;LOVEEE &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;P.S: tell me you don't think kevin arnold [ahhh bless the 'wonder years'. i always wondered whatever happened between winnie cooper and kevin. they were so effing CUTE] looks like KEITH LEONG. i mean, SERIOUSLY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and duh jackie, i mean the boy on the right. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095214040503554978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RrXWLJrME6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/YTZNgRmeQxA/s400/20060710_105610_AE11WONDER_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-9042392523789957654?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/9042392523789957654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=9042392523789957654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/9042392523789957654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/9042392523789957654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/08/okay-so-yesterdays-outing-was-shizz.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RrXNFJrME2I/AAAAAAAAAHY/kCN74J6-sfM/s72-c/DSCN1938.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-3047257742879986015</id><published>2007-08-03T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T22:02:47.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because chemistry is a bitch and i got bored out of my wits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094474292516360994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RrM1YJrMEyI/AAAAAAAAAG4/kL1DnxGq5t8/s400/twits2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no offense to anyone who's a fan of these.. people [and i use this term loosely] but they have effing retarded poses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-3047257742879986015?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/3047257742879986015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=3047257742879986015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3047257742879986015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3047257742879986015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/08/because-chemistry-is-bitch-and-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RrM1YJrMEyI/AAAAAAAAAG4/kL1DnxGq5t8/s72-c/twits2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-844488610619777460</id><published>2007-08-03T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T20:43:36.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RrMi5prMEvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/wOUZHXDJ-i0/s1600-h/What%2520A%2520Bitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094453977321050866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RrMi5prMEvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/wOUZHXDJ-i0/s320/What%2520A%2520Bitch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NOTE: in conjunction to this post, if any of you are diyanah lovers and are in the least bit displeased with what i'm about to say, hate tags and spams are fully welcomed. they amuse me oh so much. thank you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i cut my hairrrr!!! and i'm so in laaaahve with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no one in my family noticed. figures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it took me this long to get it cut because i still haven't gotten over the trauma of my last haircut from mr 'ah beng from hell' [batteries not required.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;recap: way too short bangs that resulted in me pinning up my fringe for what felt like ten years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but, i have seen the light again. *cue dramatic happy song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i now have hope that not all hairdressers are out to ruin your hair and cheat you out of your money. the faith lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ok, so anyway, today was such a happening day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;first off let me just say that "ohmygsh! diyanah sounds like a freaking MAN!! HAHAHAHAHA"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;proceeds to roll on floor in laughter. i mean, seriously???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SERIOUSLY???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that's what she really sounds like??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when she started screaming at us, my reaction was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a) eyes went wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;b) shook ear to make sure that it was really HER talking and not some random guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;c) laughed hysterically with azureen till my stomach hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sigh. guess she can add 'talking' to that list of things she can't do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tsk. poor girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whispers. it's like she's reTARDed or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;raises eyebrows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;does somebody know something i don't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so, it all started off in the canteen with imah, azureen, aqilah and jac. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;isa was being an asshole [ie. "can you guys not disturb diyanah cause she's my prostitute and i have to pay her double if she gets angry." and not in a very polite way might i add] and diyanah was nearby. and she was looking fucking ridiculous in a red baju kebaya top, school skirt and pump shoes. [honestly, we shouldn't have wasted our energy. the fashion police would have come to hang her sooner or later]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so the bitch had walked off to get changed and azureen and me were walking by her bag to put back our plates at the malay stall when, what do you know? azureen accidentally tripped and all the leftover macaroni spilled onto ickle deedee's bag! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we panicked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what could we do??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we'd just destroyed a poor, innocent, beautiful little girl's bag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we were mortified!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so, we tried to clean it off as best as we can. unfortunately though, some macaroni pieces were still stuck on the bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what could we have done? it's not like we carried a magic clean along with us wherever we went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so we just walked off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the next thing we knew, as the whole group of us were walking up the stairs, ickle deedee comes barging onto azureen, shouting at her in that big, manly voice of hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i swear to god, i was so amused by her voice, i don't even know what the hell she was booming on about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and THEN, she SHOVED poor azureen! [who didn't retaliate of course]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what a BITCH right??? it was an A.C.C.I.D.E.N.T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but did she listen? noooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she just went rambling on and on about god knows what and in the end just walked off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;seriously, was she a former student of MINDS? cause if she is, i don't think she's ready to take on a normal school yet. the girl is seriously SLOW in the brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so yeah, after that she went boohoo-ing to her friends while we watched from the third floor, still laughing our asses off. [have you tried surgery deedee?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this is sooo what i imagined the last year in school would be like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh, and by the way isa, imah isn't the 'dog' and she would never fuck you because honestly, there isn't much to fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oooh! movie date tomorrow with jac, aqilah and imah (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;watching the simpsons. yayness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;p.s: yet again, spams are totally welcome. i'm surprised i still haven't gotten any hate tags yet. how utterly boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-844488610619777460?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/844488610619777460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=844488610619777460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/844488610619777460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/844488610619777460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/08/note-in-conjunction-to-this-post-if-any.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RrMi5prMEvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/wOUZHXDJ-i0/s72-c/What%2520A%2520Bitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-5594946449248120251</id><published>2007-08-02T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T20:14:09.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my super sweet sixteen script.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hani: like, ohmygod daddy. i like, so totally need to get an elephant into my sweet sixteen party. like, seriously. it's &lt;em&gt;essential&lt;/em&gt;. elephants are like, so in. please daddy, pleaseeeee? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;daddy: of course darling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hani: oh and that like, awesome chanel dress i saw daddy. i &lt;em&gt;NEED&lt;/em&gt; that. like, i'll DIE if you don't let me get it. i swear daddy, i'll like hang myself. and it's only $234,572,829,176. on sale, daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;daddy: anything you say sweetie. monoglogue: &lt;em&gt;damn that party planner is hot. is he single? nice biceps.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hani: and daddyyyy. what about the car? i'm getting the car, right daddy? i want the porsche okay daddy? like, &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; my friends have it. so of course i have to have it. we are all total carbon copies of each other. aren't we like, the coolest ever? *twists hair around finger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;daddy: hmm.. sure.. now, what about asking eduardo's number for me? errr daddy needs to talk.. politics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hani: DADDY! what about the hookers? have you called them daddy?? all my guy friends are like, sooo looking forward to the hookers. ohoh! and the strippers. don't forget the strippers, daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;daddy: hmm.. okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mommy: [in some foreign accent as all MSSS moms all have] sweetie, hookers?? no, NO. this i will &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; take. no hookers, honey. haven't you learnt ANYTHING from your last abortion?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hani: daddyyyyy. mommy's not letting me have the hookers.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;daddy: okay. whatever you say sweetie [man! look at that as-]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hani: *SCREECH. SOB. SOB. WHINE.* you guys ruin everything! you're ruining my life! i hate you! this is MY party! this is MY night. you guys are ONLY paying for it! you never support my decisions! i hate you! *SCREECH.* [storms out of room and slams bedroom door]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-next day. party day!-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no hookers were seen, unfortunately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a commotion is heard in the middle of the dance floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hani: ohmygod! i CANnot believe you're like, wearing the same dress as me you bitch! this is MY DAY! i'm not wearing this 'look at me! pay attention to ME!' sign on my head for nothing. I HATE you! I thought you were my friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jackie: *smirks.* i AM your friend. that's why i'm telling you right now you look fat in that dress. and i look fabulous. HAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hani: [jumps onto jackie, pulling her hair and smacking her face onto the floor] you *smack* slutbag *smack* whore! *smack* get out of my party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-two hours later-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hani: *sobsob. i'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jackie; no I'M sorry. *sobsob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hani: okay, we're both sorry. best friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jackie: AWWW. HUG!! squee!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NNNNNNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;host: can we request for the birthday girl to steep outside for her birthday present?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hani: ohmygawwd! like, what is this? ohemgee! what do you think it is?? [because we ALL know that MSSS girls get teddy bears from their parents on their birthdays. HUGE teddy bears that only fit in driveways]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-outside-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hani: OH! MY! GAWWWD! IT'S A CAR! IT'S A CAR! i soo did not see this coming! i TOTALLY didn't have a clue! thank you mommy! oh i love you guys soo much. wait- where's daddy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-meanwhile, dad is playing tonsil hockey with eduardo the party planner-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;END OF SCRIPT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you bitches better be glad i'm not rich. there'd be hell to pay if i was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-5594946449248120251?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/5594946449248120251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=5594946449248120251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/5594946449248120251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/5594946449248120251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-super-sweet-sixteen-script.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-1458324127415948713</id><published>2007-07-31T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T20:12:29.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sleep deprived. VERY sleep deprived.
she shouts at everyone.
it's not his fault.
of course, it's our fault. no, no. he's an angel isn't he?
absolutely faultless.
i said so, didn't i?
it was a mistake. nobody listened.
no one notices except for me.
whatever, let them live in their ignorance.
i know.
i know so many things.
i'd tell if only someone'd just ask.
he isn't coming home tonight. i just know it.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe if my heart stops beating, it won't hurt this much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Rq8mkprMEuI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ljvDfYYm85M/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093332114683466466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" height="361" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Rq8mkprMEuI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ljvDfYYm85M/s320/untitled.bmp" width="421" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-1458324127415948713?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/1458324127415948713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=1458324127415948713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/1458324127415948713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/1458324127415948713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/sleep-deprived.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Rq8mkprMEuI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ljvDfYYm85M/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-41755919219882742</id><published>2007-07-30T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T18:25:35.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the beatles are genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEY JUDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey jude, don't make it bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;take a sad song and make it better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;remember to let her into your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then you can start to make it better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey jude, don't be afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you were made to go out and get her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the minute you let her under your skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then you begin to make it better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and any time you feel the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey jude, refrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;don't carry the world upon your shoulders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by making his world a little colder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey jude, don't let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you have found her, now go and get her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;remember to let her into your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then you can start to make it better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i feel so drained nowadays. i don't know.. this whole exam thing's taking a toll on me i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh and i get it about him now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;because in love, you're always trying to find someone more amazing than you. but the thing is, the other person's trying to find someone more amazing too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aqilah, jac and aini may prefer greece or italy or ireland or whatnot but this right here, is heaven for me. and it doesn't matter if you guys start being irritating and disagreeing with me. i'm a city girl through and through.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ooh and i'll take tauf with me. we've made a pact to scrimp and save our money now annd by the time we're 25, we'll have enough money to move to manhattan (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-4642586566841908540?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/4642586566841908540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=4642586566841908540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/4642586566841908540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/4642586566841908540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/aqilah-jac-and-aini-may-prefer-greece.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Rqs59JrMEsI/AAAAAAAAAGI/lUks7G_7Y60/s72-c/31barneys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-3288508830219391330</id><published>2007-07-27T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T18:30:15.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqnWhJrMEYI/AAAAAAAAADo/VunssBO_XBI/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091836718740148610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" height="267" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqnWhJrMEYI/AAAAAAAAADo/VunssBO_XBI/s320/us.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sandballs [ouch, tauf!], melted ice cream cakes, mcdonalds balloons, hot pink candles, birthday songs at the top of our lungs, ELLA ELLA EH EH EH!! , seashell necklaces [that came undone the minute you put it on pffft] and a black sash with 'IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TODAY' sewn on it [that took me TWO whole hours okay. better be thankful] that we all made luke wear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;happy birthday oh awesome one :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so, can someone please tell me why it is that my hair looks so rad only in shadows?? look at it, it actually looks curly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay, so from the top right hand corner in clockwise direction [putting my oral picture discussion skills to use here] : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yan - with the hole in his face god knows why. he looks like a dementor. me - i'm doing what i do best. smirking. heh. luke - who's sad because he didn't manage to catch any hot girls at the beach. [what?? i'm not hot enough for you, luke???] helmi - i told you he was short. laaawl. sorry helmi(: hahahaha but yeah, that's how he always looks like. happy, i mean. taufik - yeah, those are his legs. i am infinitely jealous of his fair-ness. he NEVER gets dark. oh and he's grumpy because yan forgot to bring his cd. and the last one's ayu - she's just plain evil. smirks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and so, people, this is the closest you'll get to looking at any of their faces. they proclaim they're 'camera shy'. i say they just know that they're fugly and they don't want anybody looking at their faces. i, unfortunately, have to look at them almost every other day. god knows, it's a miracle i haven't scratched my eyes out yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KIDDING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you know i love you guys (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyway, the worst part of prelims are over thank god. my brain actually hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there's still english paper two and practicals next week though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i finally got to go to the library and borrow two books just now. i feel like i haven't stepped in the library for such a long time. kinda miss it. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh and AINI, JAC AND AQILAH: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm a city girl through and through(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;away with all your countrysides and green pastures and waterfalls. i prefer apartments, shopping, city lights and moving vehicles [though i'm so getting a hybrid. save the earth!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i can always go to greece for holidays anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then i'll visit you eh aqilah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-3288508830219391330?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/3288508830219391330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=3288508830219391330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3288508830219391330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3288508830219391330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/nnnnnnnnnnnnn-sandballs-ouch-tauf.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqnWhJrMEYI/AAAAAAAAADo/VunssBO_XBI/s72-c/us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-2216151495535447739</id><published>2007-07-26T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T16:10:52.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;260707.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aka the worst day i've had since a looooonngg time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;exhibit a) had lit prelims today. BUT MY TEXT WAS MISSING. searched and serached and searched. tore the room apart. and then remembered - PING YAN told me he wanted to borrow it 'for a while' and then return on monday [three days ago!] cause he wanted to copy my notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay, pissed but, i guess it's my own fault for not asking for it earlier. thank god i still had my notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;exhibit b) math paper 2. aaaand surprise, surprise. i forgot to bring my FREAKIN pencilbox. inside was well, EVERYTHING AND my calculator AND that mars bar i was gonna eat during recess. so i went around like a beggar and borrowed every little thing from others. [thanks jacshidahamalina(: ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;exhibit c) because i didn't have my text, i didn't really know ALL the stories and the one story i was hoping beyond hope didn't come out DID. duh, of course. and i forgot the name of the character. mr griggs. you wanna know what i wrote instead??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MR ROGERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;like, whathefuck right? HOW THE HELL DO YOU GET FROM MR GRIGGS TO MR ROGERS?!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pfft. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh yeah and now my mars bars has melted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;EFFYOULIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you hate me, i hate you. i guess the feeling's mutual eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ergh okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on the bright side though, i borrowed helmi's camera and took some pics today. quite impressive, if i do say so myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqhUdZrMEXI/AAAAAAAAADg/xRtKmYzpVDk/s1600-h/gorgeous.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091412242827317618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="238" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqhUdZrMEXI/AAAAAAAAADg/xRtKmYzpVDk/s320/gorgeous.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqhUdZrMEWI/AAAAAAAAADY/urEJjW-cATg/s1600-h/Starbucks_cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091412242827317602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqhUdZrMEWI/AAAAAAAAADY/urEJjW-cATg/s320/Starbucks_cup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqhUc5rMEUI/AAAAAAAAADI/XpKuXacLALE/s1600-h/helmi%27s+macbook2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091412234237382978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqhUc5rMEUI/AAAAAAAAADI/XpKuXacLALE/s320/helmi%27s+macbook2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqhUdJrMEVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/-DITYFjcw9Y/s1600-h/Swimming_pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091412238532350290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="235" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqhUdJrMEVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/-DITYFjcw9Y/s320/Swimming_pool.jpg" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he has this GORGEOUS library in the gameroom with like a hundred books. LOVE. i can spend hours in there man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and yet again, starbucks was on yan [who was flirting mercilessly with the gorgeous counter girl who was waaaay out of his league. winks]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;p.s: you are sorely missed tauf. you know you and i are the only sane ones in the group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-2216151495535447739?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/2216151495535447739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=2216151495535447739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2216151495535447739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2216151495535447739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/260707.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqhUdZrMEXI/AAAAAAAAADg/xRtKmYzpVDk/s72-c/gorgeous.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-1947216545392560304</id><published>2007-07-25T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T21:39:53.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate it that most people just ASSUME that anything that goes wrong in imah and isa's relationship is caused by imah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;everyone thinks isa's just this innocent, total gentleman that would never do anything to hurt his (ex)girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WRONG. SO WRONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you know what they say about assuming. makes an ass out of you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so all of you out there who are bad mouthing imah, EFF YOU. you don't know the first thing about what happened. just STOP assuming dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so you better listen up right now and open your selfish eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;funny, when you think you know someone and then you find out all these horrible things about them. i always thought of him as the boy next door you know. totally clean cut and mama's boy kind. heck, EVERYONE thought of him that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i bet none of you know that he's been flirting with diyanah from sec 2 [BITCH if there ever was one. she's such a fcuked up whore.] for a longg time when he was still in a relationship with imah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he SAYS he doesn't like her but he keeps returning all her messages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tell me, how would YOU feel if your boyfriend has been messaging this other girl and even went out on a date with her proclaiming they're 'just friends'. a big fat WHATEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;typical guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the whole lot of us went to lot 1 after school just now and saw him standing outside the toilet. we'd seen diyanah earlier waiting in front of pizza hut [and then shouting 'oh look it's the bitch!' really loudly. fun, fun.] so ME being the genius that i am [ahemahem. thank you. thank you very much] put two and two together and figured out she was prolly in the toilet and he was waiting outside for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we saw her on the way out and then at the mrt station with isa. and the thing is, isa actually had told imah that he was 'playing street soccer'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;street soccer your head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PFFT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've figured out something: it's inevitable that when you date a guy, he'll end up cheating on you. guys just have no resistance to temptation. weak, i tell you. WEAK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;honestly speaking, i'm totally downplaying this whole thing for you guys. don't wanna delve into it cause i'm scared i'll spill a secret or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;all i'm saying is, can all of you please stop being so narrow-minded? STOP gossiping about my friend, STOP looking at her and judging her just because you think you know what's going on. and if he's told you some sob story about imah hurting HIM or whatever, just take into consideration the fact that there's two sides of every story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i'm the more credible source.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh yeah. let's all bring eggs tomorrow and throw them at diyanah eh? OR we could write 'slut' all over her table. classic. we'll discuss this matter tomorrow. meeting adjourned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay wait, on another note - DEAN WINCHESTER IS SO CUTE. and you probably won't understand the avatars unless you've watched the show. but whatever. it's for MY viewing pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p52/heroheroine/th30.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p52/heroheroine/thsupernatural4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p52/heroheroine/thsupernatural-1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;p.s: you make me swoon,kl. sweetchocolatesugarcoeatedcandyman(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-1947216545392560304?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/1947216545392560304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=1947216545392560304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/1947216545392560304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/1947216545392560304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-hate-it-that-most-people-just-assume.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-682569779643586757</id><published>2007-07-25T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T17:04:24.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ehhhh i have a tagboard now. so tagtagtag oksiedoks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i haven't seen the fugly for five days now. they're all at helmi's having fun without me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;insert puppy dog face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;god, i'm so tired. math was actually okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but CHEM was like UGGGGGHHHH. bio wasn't all that bad either. tomorrow's math paper2. -faints-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't know if i can survive the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAAAALP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tsk break's over. have to go now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm so not ready for o levels. I NEED MORE TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                                                                                                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqcRw5rMETI/AAAAAAAAADA/GSiSYsd_pdM/s1600-h/th32.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091057435578994994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqcRw5rMETI/AAAAAAAAADA/GSiSYsd_pdM/s320/th32.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqcRw5rMETI/AAAAAAAAADA/GSiSYsd_pdM/s1600-h/th32.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tick tock, hani.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-682569779643586757?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/682569779643586757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=682569779643586757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/682569779643586757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/682569779643586757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/ehhhh-i-have-tagboard-now.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqcRw5rMETI/AAAAAAAAADA/GSiSYsd_pdM/s72-c/th32.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-8440602115740305772</id><published>2007-07-24T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T19:12:10.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just finished geog paper just now. came home at like 11? damn early ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tomorrow is MATH paper 1, BIO and CHEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;screw the sadistic person who set the timetable. does is pleasure you so to see us tortured like this???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh yeah and happy belated birthday dan rad :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqXeWZrMESI/AAAAAAAAAC4/kywIwAeblJI/s1600-h/1-daniel-radcliffe-400a020707.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090719430242734370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqXeWZrMESI/AAAAAAAAAC4/kywIwAeblJI/s320/1-daniel-radcliffe-400a020707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-8440602115740305772?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/8440602115740305772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=8440602115740305772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/8440602115740305772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/8440602115740305772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-finished-geog-paper-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RqXeWZrMESI/AAAAAAAAAC4/kywIwAeblJI/s72-c/1-daniel-radcliffe-400a020707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-2493767018719235847</id><published>2007-07-23T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T22:41:42.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AH-MAZING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;amazingamazingamazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the beginning, the middle, the ending. i LOVED everything. especially the ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;harry potter has changed my life. i loved the ending so much, i cried tears of joy, i kid you not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i shan't spoil it for you because i'm not a bitch(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my love story with harry started seven years ago and it'll last for a lifetime. he's always been my first love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because i still remember the day i first bought the philosopher's stone. i remember it was a thursday, i was 9, it was at a school booksale and i'd only bought the book cause i'd exhausted my whole enid blyton series and was in desperate need of a good read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;turned out to be the best book i'd picked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am one VERY satisfied girl now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-2493767018719235847?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/2493767018719235847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=2493767018719235847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2493767018719235847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2493767018719235847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/ah-mazing.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-90465794722630845</id><published>2007-07-22T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T19:20:13.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SHIIIITT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you will NOT believe this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my uncle came by my house today and he asked me and my sis why we haven't bought harry potter and we said 'cos we have no money and have un-supporting parents pfft' and he literally THREW fifty dollars on the table and went 'nah. go buy ah.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WTF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ohmggg. what i would do to be as rich as him mannnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how can you just do that??? throw fifty bucks on the table and tell two teenage girls to go buy themselves a book??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wowwww. he'll get a trophy for 'best uncle of the year' when he birthday comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now, the real dilemma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;do i read it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i mean, i can't get distracted. i need to mug for prelims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alaaaah. confusion, confusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i am SOOOO not a person who can resist temptation. especially a temptation as big as HARRY FREAKING  POTTER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i might be the biggeest potter fan you'll ever meet. besides amin. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-90465794722630845?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/90465794722630845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=90465794722630845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/90465794722630845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/90465794722630845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/shiiiitt.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-5726170573321312484</id><published>2007-07-22T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T13:32:52.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if ANY OF YOU dare tell me what happens in the end of harry potter, I SWEAR TO GOD i will KILL you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'll stab your chest, rip out your fucking heart and feed it to the sharks, i swear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't care who you are, anyone, ANYONE who dares to tell me the fucking ending. BEWARE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't even wanna know A WORD of what's in that book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i'm not kidding okay. this isn't hani-being-sarcastic-funny-and-she-doesn't-mean-it kinda thing. I'M SERIOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;after i finish this post, i'm swearing off this laptop and the tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my sister's gonna buy the book on monday but i'm not allowed to read till after prelims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maybe harry potter doesn't mean anything to you, but it sure AS HELL means a lot to me. yesterday when they showed j.k. rowling reading the part of the first chapter of the book on the news, i started closing my ears and SCREAMING like a maniac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so if you even THINK of approaching me and telling me the ending just to irritate me in some way, WALK. AWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;JUST.GO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you DO NOT wanna risk your life over a freaking book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you've been warned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if you open your big fat mouth, you're gonna literally be dead to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;don't make me go all psycho bitch on your ass.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-5726170573321312484?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/5726170573321312484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=5726170573321312484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/5726170573321312484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/5726170573321312484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/if-any-of-you-dare-tell-me-what-happens.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-9091132233015776905</id><published>2007-07-19T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T23:13:48.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ALAAA. you see lahh. now i'm starting to miss my umi kalthom again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bloody hell, jarir. talking to you online always makes me think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;eff you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PFFTT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so, tomorrow's racial harmony day. it won't be that much fun without umi and her enthu-nak-mampos attitude, trying to persuade everyone in class to wear ethnic costumes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bloody racial harmony day. it's also making me miss her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but, well. i'm still deciding whether to just go in my uniform or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-interval-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;quote of the moment by mohd haris bin rosli:  go to hell you four letter word that ends with an -er.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tsk tsk. children nowadays ah. no manners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anywho, can anybody tell me how the fuck aliff won anugerah?? i was so tickled when they announced he won. like seriously??? how do you go from having singers like eka mairina and isk [pikir cool eh? LOL] and heck, even hyrul [yet again. damn cool ah] anwar to ALIFF AZIZ?? he can't sing for fuck's sake. it sounds like he's whispering into the mike and it's sooo obvious that's not his natural voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dahlah mater juling. then there's his BIGGG teeth that are just urrgggh puke. and his holier than thou attitude that makes me wanna scratch my eyes out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tsk. stupid money wasting fangirls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so right now i'm CRAVING for sushi. which i just ate like three hours ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;stupid japanese people. i tell you, they put some sort of voodoo ingredient in their sushis that make people addicted to it. one day i'm gonna report on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-9091132233015776905?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/9091132233015776905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=9091132233015776905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/9091132233015776905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/9091132233015776905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/alaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-2529422924620709927</id><published>2007-07-18T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T13:34:11.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i fucking hate being sick. on monday i had a fever but had to go to school because of malay o level listening compre. yesterday i had unbearably painful stomach cramps the whole night and this morning, i vomitted all over my school uniform after i showered. so i had to get showered AGAIN and went back to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and then i vomitted on my pillow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sick, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i have no idea what the hell's wrong with me. mom says it's food poisoning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i say it's stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i also say that's it's the fuckin unfair that we have prelims so much earlier than every other school. i get that they're trying to help us and all but my mind's about to blow damnit. i mean it's in 4 (!!) days and i haven't revised for chemistry. neither have i goen through last year's math chapters. THERE'S JUST NO TIME!! *hyperventilates*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm so fucking dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i predict my prelim results to be, for both math and science: F BLOODY NINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i guess i can count on english, lit and humans for at least an a2 or b3 but other than that, iam D.O.O.M.E.D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fucking o levels. it's making me curse like a fucking sailor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i know FOR SURE that i'm not getting into any jc for the first two (?) months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FUCKYOULIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-2529422924620709927?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/2529422924620709927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=2529422924620709927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2529422924620709927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2529422924620709927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-fucking-hate-being-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-3319693487072781858</id><published>2007-07-14T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T13:13:42.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RphZj3BktUI/AAAAAAAAACw/1bIphFZ2Jmg/s1600-h/harrypotterandtheorderofthephoenix_bigposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086914251715818818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RphZj3BktUI/AAAAAAAAACw/1bIphFZ2Jmg/s320/harrypotterandtheorderofthephoenix_bigposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;THIS movie was so frikking awesome like whoa. omggg. daniel radcliffe, you sexpot. you make me wanna lala!! fred and george are so cuteee. and ron too, now that he's cut his hair. CHO CHANG YOU CAN GO TO HELL BITCH! stop stealing my harry. hermione, is, as hermione will always be. fave!! emma watson is such a good actress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;DESPITE all this though, WHATTHEHELL happened to the last scene in the book with harry shouting at dumbledore?? that's my favourite part in the book! or the part where harry, ron and hermione meet frank and alice longbottom at the hospital?? scratch that. WHERE WAS THE WHOLE HOSPITAL SCENE?? i wanted to see st mungo's at least ONCE you know. and also the rita skeeter part where she interviews harry. i loveee the movie but i was just a bit dissapointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;all that said, i'm still in love with harry potter and i ADORE this movie - best one yet. now, i'm just waiting for the book! 21st july, here i come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-3319693487072781858?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/3319693487072781858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=3319693487072781858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3319693487072781858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3319693487072781858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn-this-movie-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RphZj3BktUI/AAAAAAAAACw/1bIphFZ2Jmg/s72-c/harrypotterandtheorderofthephoenix_bigposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-3204335333998873410</id><published>2007-07-11T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:01:03.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>very weird quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;was blog hopping and found this. it's the most random quiz i've ever come across. it's like someone picked my brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;if you could be a character in a tv show who would you be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;veronica mars!! a) she gets to kiss logan echolls b) she gets to kiss logan echolls oh, and c) she gets to kiss logan echolls. squee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;also, she's super pretty, super smart, stands up for what she believes in and doesn't care about what anyone else says about her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sigh. she's awe-some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;favourite cereal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;waffles' crisps. god knows how much calories are in that fat induced, maple syrup-ed ceral but heck, who cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what do you think of doughnuts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;they're round, have holes in the middle and are sometimes covered completely in powdered sugar. what's there to think about? JUST EAT IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;which do you prefer? singlehood or relationships?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;being single. no, clingy boys, no overly jealous boyfriends, no lover's spats and freedom to flirt with whomever you want to?? HECK, YEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ergh. sides, relationships take SOOO much effort to make work and i just don't have the time nor patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;describe your friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ALL of them are hilarious. i feel like i must've done something right in my past life to have deserved them. I HEART YOU GUYSSSSS &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;feel the love y'all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;coffee or tea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;coffee addict, i am. yoda, however, i am not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;most gorgeous boy/girl you've ever MET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;taufik, hands down. undeniably hot even though he comes with an ego the size of a football field. tauf, if you're reading this, DON'T PERASAN LAH EH. you know there's only one person out there for me and it's not you. stop trying to seduce me already. my heart and soul's been taken. BY ADAM BRODY. swooooon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;peass: totally joking about the seducing part. he would never. awkward much? sides, my gay-dar is usually off the hook when i'm around him if you know what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;[i'm totally gonna get killed for this. cowers.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;do you cry easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;no. no. and no. unless it has anything to do with leonardo decaprio dying. i.e. titanic. i just, can't take the fact that poor leo has to DIEEE. why couldn't have kate whatsherface died instead??? PFFT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;body feature you hate most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;my effing short torso. it's so UN-proportionate to my legs which are freakishly long. tsk. i'm supposed to be TALLER than i am right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;are you easily deceived?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you can't lie to a liar now, can you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;how observant are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;extremely, painfully so. it's like a curse. I'M SERIOUS. i always observe people's body language and i know when they're not actually saying what they feel inside. like how yan always cracks his knuckles when he's lying and how my brother scratches his nose or looks at the ground when he's not telling the truth. it's not that great you know, when people tell you "of course you're special" or something and you can actually tell they're lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;favourite song ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;monster - meg and dia. fucking awesome. lyrical ingenuity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;thing that you are most looking forward to in the whole of this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;HARRY POTTER!!!! the movie and the book! ahhhh! must. have. both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i swear to god, if anyone reads the book before i do and deliberately tell me what happens in the end, I. WILL. HUNT. YOU. DOWN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;do you like sneezing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;weird question. but well, who doesn't? like sneezing i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;random song lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm trying my best to hurt me/ Ian says it's never enough/ a razor to the wrist for each unshed tear/ cough it up, drink it up drink it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;favourite earworm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the potential breakup song - aly &amp;amp; aj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;looks or personality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;personality, definitely. what's the point of being good-looking when you have the personality of a wallpaper? although, it's a definite plus if he's good looking. smirks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;do you own a myspace account?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;no. i find things like myspace and friendster extremely overrated and pointless. plus, i'm very protective over my privacy, i hate taking pictures [which would make my myspace album have zilch pictures] and i find showcasing your life to strangers almost a bit like voyeurism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;are you shy around the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;snort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah, right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what do you think about infidelity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ugh. UGH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i mean, first you marry the person, promise to make a lifelong commitment and then you CHEAT on her?? why the fuck did you marry in the first place?? what? is it like a funfair to you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"ohh look, there's a pretty girl. i'm gonna go marry her so i can have sex with her and then i'll cheat on her, let her divorce me and then DO THE SAME FUCKING THING TO THE NEXT GIRL! OH HOW FUCKING FUN!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ugh. MEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;are you a feminist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;refer to above answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;can you cook?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;just basics i guess. fried rice, soup, frying ANYTHING basically. i need to learn how to cook spagetthi properly. as of now, my spagetthis always turn out too sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;who is your favourite dissney princess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;belle from beauty and the beast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;dude, she managed to fall in love with an ugly monster. props to her, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;biggest pet peeve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;bad grammar. bad spelling. illegitimate handwriting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;do you have motion sickness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes. only when i haven't eaten before going on a long car/ bus ride, then i'd feel sick, turn pale and then puke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what is it that attracts you to a guy/girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;their sense of humour. i love a funny guy that can hold his end of the conversation and not just go 'haha' when i'm being sarcastic. fight back, man! i like a good argument. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;does romance appeal to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you are talking to the most UN-romantic person here. don't hold your breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-3204335333998873410?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/3204335333998873410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>WHATHEHELL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;SHIT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;omgwtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;HUHHH????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i am disgusted, creeped out, FREAKED out and kinda flattered [just a little bit. like the size of a bloody sperm kind of a bit] by this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;mostly creeped out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;EWWWWW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;gross lahhhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, 90% of you don't know what i'm talking bout soooo.. moving on eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so anywhoo, i was SO SURPRISED when luke called me this afternoon and asked me to go study with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i mean, SERIOUSLY??? luqman hakim, STUDYING??! i mean, most people wouldn't even use the words 'luqman' and 'study' in the same sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;whoa. miracles DO happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so we went to the library at the civics centre and studied for bio cause he INSISTED even though everyone knows how much i absolutely LOATHE biology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i never knew i could hate a subject as much as math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and then along came biology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, while we were studying, this couple comes along and sits at the empty space at our table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so yeah, at first we didn't pay attention to them but suddenly we hear this like DISGUSTING moaning sound and they were like seriously making out in front of us lahhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and it wasn't just the kiss on the lips kind of making out. it was the i-want-to-have-sex-with-you-right-now kind of making out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;GROSS PLEASE!!! i mean, in the library???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;of all places, the one place you want to tear your girlfriend's clothes off is in the library??? is that people nowadays' idea of romance?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;luke was extremely fascinated by the ongoing display of affection and was totally gawking while laughing [not very inconspicuously might i add] at them. while I on the other hand, was desperately trying to cover my eyes, gather my things and get luke to get the hell out of there all at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;not a very easy feat i tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but yeah, we did managed to get out of there in the end, though, not without mental images that are enough to scar me for the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;eugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so went to swensen's [luke's treat ((: ] after that to get ice cream and home-d. i realise i haven't seen sufyan my best big fat ego of a friend for such a long time. it's been four days already and all i'd gotten was a "good morning babes!! it's a beautiful day today! don't go outside ah. you'll spoil it and make everything ugly :D" on saturday and sunday morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;padahal tinggal punyelah dekat.. tsktsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;this proves i could NEVER keep up a long distance relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so i hope i get to meet him tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah. ripped off alia's blog(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;not as easy as you might think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your cell phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;abused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;uninterested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your mother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;irritating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your father?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;bitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your favourite thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your dream last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;TERRIFYING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your favourite drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;unhealthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your dream car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the room you're in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;cramped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your sister(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;alien. LOOOOOLLL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;clowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what do you want to be in ten years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;RICH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;who do you hang out with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what are you not good at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;heartbreak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what/who do you hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;cupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;one of your wish list items?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;harry potter and the deathly hallows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh shit. broke the rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the last thing you did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;killed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;trashbag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what aren't you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your pet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;nonexistent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your computer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;UN-emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your mood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;stressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;missing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what are you thinking about right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;unicorns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;bitching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your summer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your status?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;singleeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your favourite colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;when was the last time you laughed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;last time you cried hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;umi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-4761966309172486763?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/4761966309172486763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=4761966309172486763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/4761966309172486763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/4761966309172486763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/shit.html' title='WHATHEHELL'/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-1026871255482790357</id><published>2007-07-08T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:02:02.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISSED FALL OUT BOY GODDAMNIT!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the only reason i watched live earth was so i could watch FOB and now, i fucking missed it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;bloody hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;wtfffff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks ah eh people for not informing me about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;apparently they went on at 10..30 in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the exact time i was just waking up from my beauty sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-1026871255482790357?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/1026871255482790357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=1026871255482790357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/1026871255482790357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/1026871255482790357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-missed-fall-out-boy-goddamnit-only.html' title='Guess What'/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-2149918955367369393</id><published>2007-07-07T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:02:51.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EARTH DAY - STOP GLOBAL WARMING (!!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;today's earth day, people (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so of course me, being the ever environmentalist i am, am right now urging all of you to HELP SAVE THE WORLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;quit using so much plastic bags. tell them "no" if you don't really NEED them. recycle all unused paper, plastics or metal cans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;stop smoking so much for godssakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and who the hell needs hairspray when you have gel right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i mean, it's not that hard you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so, yes. do your part and prevent global warming from becoming too drastic aite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;-end of fantabulous speech-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so on friday was our malay olevel orals. it was a bit.. urgh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't know what to think really but i feel like i screwed it up cause a) i forgot the word perhatian and had to pause for like 10 seconds b) i kept on going uh.. ehm.. cause i was figuring out how to translate the words in my head into malay and c) i was so nervous when i started, my voice started trembling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i did have all my points clearly put though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so yeah. i was sooo frustrated and almost cried right in front of the teachers even though they were super duper nice to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but i held onto my tears, went straight on to helmi's house and somehow or another ended up jumping in the pool with my uniform on somewhere in the middle of 'hey helmi' and 'the pool looks so clean'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and then helmi jumped right in too and we both floated there until i realized i have to get dry before i get home and my mom asks me why the hell i was sopping wet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i love you, helmi (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;even though you're short and you look like a hobbit. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks for making me feel so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;then yesterday i went to my sister's syf showcase thing in support of her role as 'the cameraman' in her drama club because i'm a good sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohmygod. they have THE WORST band i've ever heard in my whole entire freaking life. i mean, seriously, no offense but WOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i thought WE were a little lousy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but seriously, even though it's a girls' school, there were SO MANY cute guys who showed up. my eyes were like almost popping out of their sockets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;PFFT. EVEN GIRLS SCHOOLS HAVE CUTER GUYS THAN OUR SCHOOL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;does that not say something about us????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i just got back from visiting my cousin who's from belgium. very cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i only got to see one twin, jamal, but from what i saw, he is gonna be a total heart throb one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;he's also the smallest 14 year old i've ever seen and speaks english in the cutest accent ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i need to get me a belgian. ahahahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohhh and nad, congrats on the ahemahem thing. glad you found soemone your parents approve of eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, so i'm watching live earth now while messaging hao yi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;who thinks mcr sucks and fall out boy is emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;rolls eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and now, he's doubting my cooking abilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;LINKIN PARK ROCKS, MAN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-2149918955367369393?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/2149918955367369393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=2149918955367369393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2149918955367369393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2149918955367369393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/todays-earth-day-people-so-of-course-me.html' title='EARTH DAY - STOP GLOBAL WARMING (!!)'/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-2804314615647704239</id><published>2007-07-03T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:03:13.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohmygod..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i hate emma watson. she makes it so damn difficult for the rest of us mortals to look good. her and her perfect hair, perfect skin, perfect bod. how are WE to compare???
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Ropc7V81w2I/AAAAAAAAACo/GQ4KQxEFRlU/s1600-h/emma.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082977304015389538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="339" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Ropc7V81w2I/AAAAAAAAACo/GQ4KQxEFRlU/s320/emma.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-2804314615647704239?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/2804314615647704239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=2804314615647704239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2804314615647704239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2804314615647704239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-hate-emma-watson.html' title='ohmygod..'/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Ropc7V81w2I/AAAAAAAAACo/GQ4KQxEFRlU/s72-c/emma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-7362529286266678716</id><published>2007-07-03T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:03:34.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz! (again)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hey diddly hoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm now at helmi's house (again) using his superduper gorgeous mac notebook to type this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i swear to god, that rich boy better get me something good for my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the boys are downstairs swimming and have left me and taufik (who sprained his ankle, poor sod) all alone in helmi's room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyhoo, i've decided to do this cause i think it's cool and i'm cool like that. smirk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;-tauf is making me type this. no, i'm not cool because i bought a (super gorgeous) converse bag that is exactly the same one he bought yesterday. i bought it on sat which technically means HE is copying me. what can i say. great minds think alike-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;7 random facts about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. i wash my face with shampoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. sometimes i tell people i'm lesbian just to see how they'd react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3. i used to eat ruffles (the potato chips) almost every other day. i got so sick of it that now, just looking at one makes my stomache lurch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4. i enjoy targetting someone to focus my bitchings on. it's keeps me from getting bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;5. i get secretly annoyed when a select few individuals call me 'honey'. or 'their honey'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;6. i have different obssessions in different periods of my life. there was the brendon urie phase, grey's anatomy phase, the daniel radcliffe phase, the michelle branch phase and now the jared &amp; jensen phase. imma freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;7. i found out today that there is actually a story named after moi. i'm serious. the title says "hani". gawd i'm so spe-shul, i can't stand myself sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;[i said this to tauf and he threw m&amp;amp;ms at my head. he's just jealous. spiteful ass.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;7 things that scare me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. CLOWNS. i am extremely terrified of them. it was so bad when i was younger that it got to a point where i sometimes started hyperventilating when i saw a clown. 'clowns are you friend'. a big fat PFFT to that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. crossing the road/ jaywalking. it was worse last year. now i'm much better at crossing the road (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3. fishes' eyeballs. my brother LOVES eating them. puke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4. marriage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;5. the coming o's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;6. death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;7. blood. ewewewewewewew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;7 random music at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. read my mind - the killers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. the take's pver, the break's over - fall out boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3. timmy - meg and dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4. pictures of houses - tilly and the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;5. tragedy - brandi carlile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;6. when you're gone - avril lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;7. DKNY - west grand boulevard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;7 things i like most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. books. which leads to me practically living in the library. which leads to me loving the library too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3. coffee. i can't believe it. i'm turning into a coffee junkie. i HAVE to get my cup of coffee before i go to school every morning. if not i'll start falling asleep in class and get scolded by ms lim the mushroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4. the zoo buds &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;5. my four boyfriends. the self proclaimed boy band-ers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;6. tv. you CANNOT expect me to live without tv. take my laptop away. whatever. just NOT my tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;7. clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;7 things i say the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. like, like, like [though not as much as aqilah the malibu barbie]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3. seriously? SERIOUSLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4. shuddup lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;5. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;6. i don't CARE what you think about me, hao yi. go to hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;7. bloody hell. [gotta love ron weasley]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;by the way, harry potter the movie AND the book is coming out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;MUST. WATCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and the heroes cast are coming to singapore on august 31st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;do you think zachary quinto will report to the police if i start stalking him and make him marry me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-7362529286266678716?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/7362529286266678716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=7362529286266678716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/7362529286266678716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/7362529286266678716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-diddly-hoe.html' title='quiz! (again)'/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-555988441501410094</id><published>2007-07-02T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:04:11.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a bitch but my boys still love me. heh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;just for clarification. the 'I'm not gay' c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;omment was by yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay so let's start on friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;that was the ccks idol day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and ohh yes people it is as lame as it sounds. who're we trying to kid? there's no real talent here. pfft. i do think evelyn has quite a nice voice. but besides her, that's just it i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i actually only went in support of imah and to unleash the bitch in me unto diyanah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;which i totally did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;duuuude, it was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;she entered the competition and sang buttons by PCD. she even had the whole slutty dance up to pat though even THAT didn't work cause honestly, she's not much of a dancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;nor is she much of a singer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;which makes us wonder what she's actually doing in a singing competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe she has this list of things she CAN'T do and wants to go through the list before she dies? what's next? trying to take pictures with different expressions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh dear lord, i hope she doesn't hurt herself thinking too much about it. i don't think her brain can take all this "thinking".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but i digress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;bottomline is, me and azureen are extremely mean and i think i freaked out both isa and aidil with my catty-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i would SO make an awesome simon cowell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;after that went with yan to meet helmi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;who lives in one of those HUGE bungalow houses beside the american school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;boy, was i surprised. i mean, the guy doesn't even own a decent pair of shoes, let alone living in a huge house with a gorgeous swimming pool (!!) and a chauffeur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you think you know somebody and then they spring these kinda things up on you. *shakes head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so yeah, we went to his house and after i freaked out, we watched jangan pandang belakang even though i BEGGED not to cause it's the most BORING horror movie ever on the face of this planet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but of course they didn't listen to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and of course, despite being grown seventeen year old boys, they screamed like little girls when the "ghost" appeared and almost squeezed me to death shouting "no! no! get out of the room!" and "look behind you!" and (my personal favourite) "oh my god! she looks like my nenek!". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the last comment of which was said by helmi and was followed by one minute of hysterical laughter because she really DOES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;rofl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;after that, we ordered pizza and had a tea party out by the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i kid you not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;a tea party. complete with blue china and helmi's sister's soft toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sigh. i don't know what to do with them anymore. it's like they become gay-er everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;home-d after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i love those boys. they make my day look like rainbows and unicorns (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and on saturday i watched TRANSFORMERS! it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;was awesome!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i swear, it was so good. the visuals were mind-blowing [duh, steven spielberg and michael bay. known geniuses.], the script was funny and josh duhamel was in an army uniform. need i say more? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;definitely worth my money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;not that i paid for it or anything but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the point is, it's anamzing movie. go watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;by the way, I HATE IMEEM. wtf man. everything's a 30 second preview nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;PFFT. like i'm gonna be satisfied with only 30 seconds of a song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;PS; the potential breakup song kicks ass. aly is super gor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;geous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-555988441501410094?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/555988441501410094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=555988441501410094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/555988441501410094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/555988441501410094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-for-clarification.html' title='I&apos;m a bitch but my boys still love me. heh.'/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-8336206684198346273</id><published>2007-06-27T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:04:33.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sufyan is supremely catty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I. AM. NOT. GAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;NNNNNNNNNNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;yan&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;sufyan&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(EDITED: don't worry people. he's not ready to come out of the closet yet. it takes time.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(edited the edited: im not gay you fuckhead. *threat* aku tk nk beli ben &amp; jerrys kau lagi ah.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(EDITED THE EDITED THE EDITED: for the sake of my ben &amp;amp; jerry's, i shall concede. fine. you're straight as an arrow. happy?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;peeaaasss: don't you love my blogskin??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-8336206684198346273?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/8336206684198346273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=8336206684198346273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/8336206684198346273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/8336206684198346273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/i.html' title='sufyan is supremely catty'/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-2504594176879501395</id><published>2007-06-27T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:04:49.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. jackie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. siti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3. aini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4. shidah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;5. aqilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;6. sufyan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;7. helmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;8. taufik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;9. (luke)man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;10. milo vintimiglia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;11. hayden panettiere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;12. nadia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;13. sammy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;14. dean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;15. danial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;16. hao yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;17. greg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;18. adam brody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;19. imah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;20. erica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;who do you love the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm sorry y'all but i'd have to go with adam the brody. GRIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what if 5 turns out to be a barbarian? [aqilah]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you mean she isn't already? smirk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;if 9 kisses 2 what will happen? [luke and siti]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH. fakh(you)rul would bite luke's head off. we all know how he loves biting EVERYWHERE. lollll. you will be sorely missed, lukey. just make sure to include me in your will huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;if 20 asks 3 out how will you react? [erica and aini]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;shrugs. okay. whatever floats your boat man. as long as you don't come on to ME erica, i'm fine with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1 hates you more than you love him/her. whatever will you do? [jackie]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh gee, THANKS jackie. pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;7, 10, 9 smokes. how will you react? [helmi, milo and luke]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;assuming milo smokes [he looks like one], they all do already. such a pointless question. i think it's inevitable for guys to smoke at least once in their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you saw 4 and 6 holding hands. what will you do? [shidah and yan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;TEEHEE. giggle giggle. snort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;psst. yan's gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;[if you kill me, yan i'll haunt you and drive you to suicide]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;12 &amp; 17 talked on the phone for the entire day. what's your reaction? [nad and greg]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;my sister and the king of all blur sotongs? wow. WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;11 &amp;amp; 16 fought over 18. would you help? [hayden, hao yi and adam my love]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;EXCUSE ME. move, bitches! adam's MINE. and hao yi, i always had this sneaking suspicion that you swung both ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;does 15 take drugs? [danial]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;DO YOU, dan? you look like you do. you do, don't you??? so THAT'S how you lost so much weight huh? aiyoo. bilang mak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;describe 14. [dean]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;squee! dean winchester is my ideal soulmate. hot, sarcastic and funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;8 &amp;amp; 13 went on a date. would you tag along? [taufik and sammy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;please. stop. taking. those. drugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;who is the closest to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohhh adam my loveeee. BIG GRIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what would you do if 4 tried to breakup the relationship between you and your boyfriend? [shidah]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;damn you shidah!! WILL EVERYONE STOP TRYING TO TAKE ADAM AWAY FROM ME ALREADY?? go get your own boyfriend pleaseee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;if 5 asks 15 out on a date what would you say? [aaqilah and dan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;two of my close friends going out together? why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what would you do if 10 confesses he/she likes you? [milo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;LET'S SET THE WEDDING DATE ALREADY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;who is 13 to you? [sammy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;only the sweetest guy ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;if he existed i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but hey, a girl can dream can't she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;are 12, 19 or 10 attached? [nadia, imah, milo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;no comment. one's heartbroken, one talks to exactly zero guys and one is attached to moi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what is 6's fav number? [sufyan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;69.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i am NOT being dirty minded. he said so himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;good lord, i have such nice, pure and innocent minded friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-2504594176879501395?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/2504594176879501395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=2504594176879501395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2504594176879501395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2504594176879501395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/1.html' title='quiz!!'/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-6385239255383695770</id><published>2007-06-27T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:05:12.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress lah babi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the stress level is kicking now. malay oral next thursday. SHIT like omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;math mock tests are starting tomorrow. FUCK like omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;geography test tomorrow of which i am sure i'll get a just pass yet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;math paper 2 exam on the same day as malay oral. WHAT. THE. HELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;prelims in a month [or less. depends on how you look at it.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;o levels in two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i am never gonna make it to JC and i hate that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's like when rory gilmore got shot down by logan's dad. [gotta love gilmore girls.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;my dreams have been crushed into a ball of paper, thrown onto the floor, stomped on and burnt to ashes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;not a very good feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i think diyanah from sec 2 is a bitch. spread the word people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hah. there's no real need to, actually. i think pretty much half the school hate her already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;minus that one freakishly skinny japanese friend of hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;must be a japanese thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;they probably have a high tolerance for merepeknakmampos-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i never knew isa was a flirt cause he looks like a total gentleman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;goes to show how looks can decieve huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;azureen pointed diyanah [the slut] her middle finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh i can do soooo much more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;don't worry imah. we all got your back (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i have to go study for geog now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;how fun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-6385239255383695770?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/6385239255383695770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=6385239255383695770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6385239255383695770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6385239255383695770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/stress-level-is-kicking-now.html' title='stress lah babi'/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-6677652676201499853</id><published>2007-06-25T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:21:24.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;jackie's baby cousin is damn CUTEEE!! he's like so chubby and he has brown (!!) hair and he is so totally gonna be a heartthrob when he grows up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and then he'll pretend to fake cry - there're no tears he just wails -  for three seconds, stop, look inquisitively at you and then start fake crying again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but he almost puked on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah, babies are cute but i sure as hell am not having one anytime soon. so much work, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;after jac's house, went to meet up with the fuglifiers [helmi's words, not mine] at causeway point. the good thing about guys is that they [almost] always have money and so i don't have to fork out a cent if i wanted say, an orange julius. damn fun ah spending others money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's real easy too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;like just now they asked me to go out on sat to watch transformers and i all i had to say was "i don't think i'm going. i'm totally broke" and they all go "never mind ah. we'll pay for you. just follow. it won't be fun if you're not there"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;AWWWW look at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;my boys love me so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;except yan. HE just went "don't spoil her lah. later she'll treat you guys like slaves like how she constantly treats me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;A BIG FAT WHATEVER TO YOU, YAN. he's just jealous cause no one would ever bother to pay for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so yay. i'm watching transformers this sat. whee (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;by the way has anyone else besides jac, greg and i noticed that hao yi has a frikking weird face. okay, not exactly his face. more like his expressions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;me and greg were just observing him in class today and every five seconds we just burst out laughingbecasue it's HILARIOUS. even when he's just thinking, his face contorts into this sneer and his upper lip curls up like some kind of weird fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAH okay i can't stop laughing. take my word, people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;just sit down and observe him for a while. you'll see what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and ohmygod. i can't believe you guys read my notebook. have you never heard of this word called PRIVACY?? do you NOT know that the most irritaing thing you can do to a girl is going thrugh her stuff without permission???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;thank god there wasn't anything personal in it. i would've kicked both of your butts to hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pfft. okay gotta go study for ss test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;bye byatchs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-6677652676201499853?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/6677652676201499853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=6677652676201499853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6677652676201499853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6677652676201499853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/jackies-baby-cousin-is-damn-cuteee-hes.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-3290805157677925692</id><published>2007-06-22T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T16:34:42.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm baaaaack (:
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;
hadn't met up with cik orchid's [yes, that's her name. very cool.] family for a long while so it was great to finally meet up with the kiddies.
and ameerul is the cutest, sweetest little boy ever EVER i'm telling you. i drew him an astronaut and a rocket with his name on it and he told me he'd hang it up on his wall.
awwww *pinches cheeks*
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;
and for once, i actually ATE the bbq food even though we all know i don't eat them a lot [the black icky burnt parts turn me off]. it was THAT good.
god, i LOVEEEEE roasted marshmallows. crispy on the outside and gooey on the inside.
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;
meh. more elaboration tomorrow eh?
GIRLS DAY OUT. wheee (:
i miss siti the sepet chicken pox girl a lot!!!
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
&lt;/span&gt;because i was bored:
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Very Happy Being Single&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouhappybeingsinglequiz/single-1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're not anti-relationship. You just don't need one to be content.
You find plenty of happiness from your life as it is.
And if you find someone you love, then that's just icing on an already decadent cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouhappybeingsinglequiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Are You Happy Being Single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;
single and happy with it(:
pfft. boys are overrated.
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What People Think of Your Mouth&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourmouthsayaboutyouquiz/full.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;People see you as both demanding and irresistible.

You are often the center of attention - and that's how you like it.

You are up for anything and very energetic. People sometimes propose wild ideas to you.

And who knows? Maybe you'll take them up on it. You are known to be a little freaky!
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourmouthsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;What Does Your Mouth Say About You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn
&lt;/span&gt;LOLLLL. wtff. i think only the part about how i'm a bit freaky is accurate.
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#98fb98;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 30% Weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#cafbca;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Not enough to scare other people...
But sometimes you scare yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn &lt;/span&gt;
wow. this is surprising. i was expecting somethign along the lines of "YOU"RE SUCH A WEIRDO!!!"
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:black;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Blogging Type Is Clever and Witty&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/clever.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Of all blogging types, you're the best with words.

Almost every blog post you write has legendary quality.

You have a perverse sense of humor and often play devil's advocate.

Impatient and picky, you tend to go off on funny rants from time to time.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;What's Your Blogging Personality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn
&lt;/span&gt;this is true. [modest, i am]
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#f88b8b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Boyish and 60% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#a7ceff;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.
Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.
You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.
You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;
this is true, too.
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Variable Love Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/love.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Propensity for Monogamy:

Your propensity for monogamy is medium.
In general, you prefer to have only one love interest.
But it's hard for you to stay devoted for too long!
There's too much eye candy to keep you from wandering.

Experience Level:

Your experience level is medium.
You probably have had a couple significant loves.
And you may have even had your heart broken.
But you haven't really dated a wide variety of people.

Dominance:

Your dominance is medium.
You tend to be the one with more power.
You aren't a total control freak in relationships..
But of course you don't mind getting you way!

Cynicism:

Your cynicism is high.
Sure you believe in love, but you know it doesn't come easily.
You scoff at "love at first site" and "soumates."
You rather take the real thing, as unglamorous as it is.

Independence:

Your independence is high.
You don't need to be in love, and sometimes you don't even want love.
Having your own life is very important for you...
Even more important than having a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Five Variable Love Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;
i definitely agree with this one. lol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-3290805157677925692?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/3290805157677925692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=3290805157677925692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3290805157677925692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3290805157677925692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-baaaaack-nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn-hadnt-met.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-2746884998851098856</id><published>2007-06-20T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T14:07:24.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;up up and away i go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;for three days anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;don't miss me too much eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-2746884998851098856?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/2746884998851098856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=2746884998851098856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2746884998851098856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2746884998851098856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/up-up-and-away-i-go.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-8338295489237063355</id><published>2007-06-19T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T18:19:48.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i had the weirdest dream yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, so i'm at the fountain place at bugis junction there [i know. random much? haven't been there for eons] and then there's virtually no one there at all. i'm just sitting down watching the fountain and well, truth be told i LOVED it. very peaceful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't think i'd feel all that distressed if i was the last person on the planet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway. i'm just sitting there and the sun is shining and i'm like all hippie girl [LOL] but then suddenly someone taps me on the shoulder. so i turn around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it was michael jackson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and get this. he was A ROBOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;WTFFFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; it was the single most creepiest thing ever lahhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and then, suddenly everything's on fire and i'm trapped with michael jackson the robot and ohmygsh his face WAS MELTING. [although i think this kinda does happen to him sometimes in real life]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ewwwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;just picture jared padalecki in the house of wax. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;totally creepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and THEN JANET JACKSON appears through the fire and i'm like WHAAAAT??? because her face is normal [well, as normal as janet jackson can get anyway] but her body was like THE TRANSFORMERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, i didn't realize i wanted to watch the transformers movie THIS BADLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and then she turns into a car and she screams [yeha her head is still there. go figure] "get your hands off my brother you bitch!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i'm still like WHAAAAT???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and the next thing i knew she was in human form and standing in front of me with a butcher knife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and then i woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ahh. story of my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, i've been pretty much spending all my time with yan and his friends [luqman, taufiq and helmi] these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's a bit weird to have four guys constantly surrounding you because seriously speaking, hormones go on overdrive, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;that and when we go out, most girls will stare at me like i'm some sort of slut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah. very uncomfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yesterday was town-ing with the lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pizza with m&amp;ms, jiwang songs-singing, skateboards with pink (!!) ribbons [LOL tauf!!], party poppers, mcdonalds ballons, scaring kiddies with pontianak laughter and singing the theme song of spongebob squarepants at the top of our lungs at suicide valley. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;add all that to a "who's more sarcastic?" contest and a bunch of burping, thick-skinned teenage boys and you get one full day of extreme hilarity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;very fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and on sunday, went out with jackie to go collect her video ipod thing and to do a little bit of shopping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i am so UN- surprised at the news jackie. EVERYONE saw it coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ev-uh-ri-wan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;he's a big fat tub of annoyance but whatever floats your boat, man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and frankly speaking, the guy you bought it from was kinda cute. hahahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i just got back from luqman's house with yan. oh god. i am already considered "one of the guys" according to him. very nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm not a girl anymore. i'm "one of the frikking guys".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ah there goes my chances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;PFFT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and HELMI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;don't think i've forgotten ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohh boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU ARE SO GONNA GET IT FROM ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-8338295489237063355?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/8338295489237063355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=8338295489237063355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/8338295489237063355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/8338295489237063355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-had-weirdest-dream-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-419264075890910593</id><published>2007-06-16T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T00:34:42.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i re-read yesterday's post and i have come to a conclusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i am such a GIRL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;omgsh. i mean, i've spent three quarters of my life trying to convince people that i am, infact, not a girly girl and am an independent, strong and intellectual person with a unique sense of -albeit dry - humour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and then i went and typed yesterday's bimbotic post and totally defeated the purpose of this whole image that i've strived to achieve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;derr i'm sucha loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;meh. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i've never really been demure but then again i'm not like a total tomboy or anything. i repel sports -ANY sport whatsoever- unless you count sarcasm a sport. i love clothes. i COVET shoes. and i like boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;soo there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the staggering secrets about nurhani rosli revealed. stop the presses. call the media.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the world's gonna end. woot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, i had a purpose when i first started this post and now i've once again revealed my talent in digressing so, let's get to the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;SHAHRUL SUFYAN BIN AHMAD IS BAAAAACK ((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;OMGGG I MISSED YOU SO MUCH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so i went over cause ayu called and said she needed to passs me some of my dvds that yan borrowed a while back so i went and then when i rang the doorbell this guy opened the door and he was wearing this scream mask thing and i totally SCREAMED my lungs out, seriously, the next door neighbour's dog started barking like he had rabies ew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;er yeah. and the guy took off the mask and it was - although not at that time - painfully obvious that it was yan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i was so surprised i stood there for like a minute with my mouth hanging open and then i started laughing hysterically for yet another minute [as i always do when i'm relieved or surprised. yeah, remember the birthday bash last year guys? it's just how i react when i'm shocked. weird but unfortunately true] AND THEN i started hitting him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;like, really hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm sorry about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, yeah. went to the beach to celebrate and then walked all the way from causeway point to home, talking about useless crap that i don't usually tell anyone except jac and my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;just like old times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so, yes. i'm in a very good mood today hokay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and tomorrow i'm going out with jackie and then i've got the bbq thing and then there's the chalet on wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;errr i really need to make time to study for ss and geog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;now that's raining on my parade.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-419264075890910593?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/419264075890910593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=419264075890910593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/419264075890910593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/419264075890910593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-re-read-yesterdays-post-and-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-7858184498459724735</id><published>2007-06-15T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:53:06.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;[previous post continued cause my fingers are itchy and i need rehab for addiction to blogging]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;[i would also like to warn you that this post is totally fangirl and if you aren't interested in boys go away before it's too late]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;-fangirl moment-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;OMGGGG IRWANSYAH IS LIKE SO HOTT WHATTHEFUCK HOW IS IT EVEN LEGAL TO BE THIS CUTE PLEASE WAIT WHILE I HYPERVENTILATE OVER THIS HOT MAN MEAT OHMYGOSH SWOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay. it's safe to come out now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sigh. if more men in singapore looked like him i bet i'd totally fall in love more often. go get plastic surgery, boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;EEEE MAWI WON?? how did this arrogant baldie get all his votes?? i bet it's from all those makciks with nothing better to do at home and so they decide to vote for mawi because they secretly want him to be king of the world and would leave all their berlapok husbands in a heartbeat for mr mawi-i'm-so-cool-wearing-my-shades-even-though-i'm-indoors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ah. award shows never fail to  bring out the whiny fangirl bitch in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;lol this is the most malay i've felt in a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i know it sounds weird but i feel as though i'm really too westernised already. i need some malay instilled in me once in a while you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh lookee hady mirza is performing yay. his voice is just too much for my swooning heart to handle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i might get heart attack from all this goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;imagine if i were to be stuck in a room filled with, say, jensen ackles, chris evans, josh hartnett, irwansyah, adam brody and heck let's even throw in enrique iglesias [i'm an unabashed fan. it's totally tween-y but he really make sme go like whoa].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i swear i'd swoon and hyperventialte and squeal and kiss all of them before i die from heart attack cause my poor heart would collapse under all the hotness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;by now all of you should know how boy crazy i am aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;as in boys make me go crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;which isn't a good thing sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ahh. my mom would be so proud of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and the issue of the puke is making me nauseous too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ickh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-7858184498459724735?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/7858184498459724735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=7858184498459724735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/7858184498459724735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/7858184498459724735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/previous-post-continued-cause-my.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-2180801956312446241</id><published>2007-06-15T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T21:00:43.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;am now watching anugerah planet muzik. and i'm so extremely out of the loop when it comes to malay music, i know absolutely nobody except taufik and hady. LOL. okay, kidding. of course i know SOME lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;these sleeq people are hot man. love the guy's voice. though the name of the group is a bit of a turn off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and imran ajmain's voice! ahahahahahahahahah. ohh LOLLL. er.. is it just me or is he singing through his nose? he sounds like a whining cat about to die. somebody save my ears please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i mean he sounds okay in the recording and i like the song i guess but, dude, some free advice, don't sing live please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahahahah. tak leh angkat sak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay anyway, went to watch fantastic four just now. aaaah NICEEEEEE ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohmygod. chris evans? one word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;HOOOOOTTTTT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;utterly, beyond wild kinda hot. fans self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;whew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohh loook. taufik won yet again. isn't there anyone out there who's brave enough to face supremeley cute taufik??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, let's see if he wins the next award again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the whiny cat won. wow. will wonders never cease?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;eh he looks like ken ah??? right? right???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;seriously. is that like his twin in another dimension? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay i think i'm na go now. my brother just puked on the couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-2180801956312446241?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/2180801956312446241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=2180801956312446241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2180801956312446241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2180801956312446241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello_15.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-4943924495544008021</id><published>2007-06-14T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T15:13:06.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ahh fuckkkk. i accidentally deleted all my links and now i've to hunt them all down over again so i'm sorry if i forgot to link you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh sammy is co effing cute and dean's such a perfect soulmate for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you don't know what i'm talking about. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i just realized how big my eight year old brother is when he sat down on me [while trying to wrestle the remote out of my hand] and nearly crushed me with his weight. god. how the hell did this ball of flab get so fat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i remember when he used be just this small little cute thing with curly brown hair and that fair, pakistani skin that i have no idea where he got. and back then he used to get so excited when i got home from school and then made me play hide and seek with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and now all i get from his is a 'you are such a freak' in that stupid fake american slang of his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;he still adores me you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pfft. they grow so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;bbbbbbbbbbb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i gotta study for geog now. peace out yo.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-4943924495544008021?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/4943924495544008021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=4943924495544008021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/4943924495544008021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/4943924495544008021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/ahh-fuckkkk.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-3990904885618411080</id><published>2007-06-13T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T23:25:11.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so today i watched pirates of the caribbean for the second time and i am very very happy so shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and no, i'm not obssessed with johnny depp to the point that i kiss his photo before i go to sleep every night hoping that i might dream about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;who me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pfft. of course not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh and i watched shrek 3 too. bleah. boring much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;for all you shrek fans out there, i mean no harm. please don't shoot me [cowers]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i mean, yeah it was kinda okay-ish but where was the charm and wit from the first two movies?? and to make things worse, i guess the sound system crashed or something in the middle of the movie and made everything just sounded robotic. me and the little monster were like laughing and laughing because justin timberlake sounded like a little girl even though his voice was robotic and the woman beside me got irritated and gave me a dirty look and then got up to sit in front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pouts. ohhhh i'm so hurt. you broke my heart, lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so anyhoo, for those who care, i'm sorry for my absence in school for the past two days. overslept on tuesday and errr wasn't really in the mood today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT AQILAH. ohh you think i don't know what goes on in that twisted mind of yours huh? well, you've been deceived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i know EVERYTHING. mwahahahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay. sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's only chemistry practical anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;by the way does anyone know how long ms chow's staying? i don't want her to ever go lahhhh. cause when she does we're stuck again with that idiotic balding mushroom head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;seriously. she needs to go pay a visit to yun nam haircare. i mean, balding in your twenties??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;that's musn't be a good sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;heroes just finished. an awesome episode as per usual. i laaahve that show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hayden panettiere should really return back to her brunette roots. she looks gorgeous as a brunette. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ergh. she's gorgeous no matter what anyway. i am infinitely jealous. rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and milo vintimiglia's hair reminds me of his jesse days on gilmore girls. ahh those were the days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh wow. i just realized that a lot of hot actors came from gilmore girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;adam brody, jared padelecki, milo vintimiglia and now, matt czuchry. the casting directors at gilmore girls have an eye for budding talent i see. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and now, because i'm bored:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;list of tv shows that are worth watching [in no particualr order]. take it from the tv queen aka moi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. grey's anatomy. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. veronica mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3. supernatural. hottness at it's extreme, people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4. heroes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;5. gilmore girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;6. that 70's show. funny shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;7. scrubs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;8. desperate housewives even though it's, in my opinion, highly overrated but whatever. it's good for the gossip hungry soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;9. ugly betty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;10. and, against my better judgement, The O.C.    i know, i know. but i just can't bear to betray my beloved seth cohen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-3990904885618411080?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/3990904885618411080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=3990904885618411080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3990904885618411080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3990904885618411080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-today-i-watched-pirates-of-caribbean.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-8924893942566240977</id><published>2007-06-11T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T18:58:04.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;heyy earthlings. so went to follow jac get her tattoo just now.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm too lazy to post soo just see the pretty tat eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i think it's damn nice lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and yeah, yeah jackie didn't even freak out though she was grabbing my hand the whole way and kinda numbed it a bit. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Rm0qgZJs8-I/AAAAAAAAACg/e5R6kKDpnmY/s1600-h/tattoo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074759091112178658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Rm0qgZJs8-I/AAAAAAAAACg/e5R6kKDpnmY/s320/tattoo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-8924893942566240977?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/8924893942566240977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=8924893942566240977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/8924893942566240977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/8924893942566240977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/heyy-earthlings.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Rm0qgZJs8-I/AAAAAAAAACg/e5R6kKDpnmY/s72-c/tattoo' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-4254623264244751991</id><published>2007-06-10T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:37:04.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so over the weekends i've been lazing around watching the whole of supernatural season 1 on dvd. i mean, i never used to be that into the show cause mainly i missed a lot of episodes but now i've caught up and supernatural is officially one of my favourite shows after grey's anatomy [LOOVVEEE. sorry. had to add that] and veronica mars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;because, really. HOW can you ignore jensen ackles' and jared padelecki absolute hottness???? well, i'm more inclined to jensen's but whatever. the point is, they have got to be the two most gorgeous ghostbusters i've ever layed my eyes upon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the winchester boys are just yumm. and that includes john the dad because no matter what, to me, he'll always be denny, mr. i'm-so-sweet-and-i-look-suave-even-though-i'm-bed-ridden-on-grey's-anatomy-and-izzie's-a-bit-psycho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;three quarters of you probably don't know what i'm talking about because i watch waaaay too much tv and i have no life but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i love my tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and soon, i'm na get season 2 so yaaayyyee (((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;now if only channel 5 will hurry up and show grey's anatomy season three. rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyhoo. tomorrow i'm gonna follow jac to get her tattoo. and if she freaks i will try my best to act supportive and not laugh my ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;joke, jackie. i know, i know. you're gonna do it "NO MATTER WHAT"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RmwMBZJs89I/AAAAAAAAACY/yQ4yqo-zpJI/s1600-h/supernatural.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074444098210690002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RmwMBZJs89I/AAAAAAAAACY/yQ4yqo-zpJI/s320/supernatural.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;drool me some. mmmhmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-4254623264244751991?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/4254623264244751991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=4254623264244751991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/4254623264244751991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/4254623264244751991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-over-weekends-ive-been-lazing-around.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hKUHJwxBu-E/RmwMBZJs89I/AAAAAAAAACY/yQ4yqo-zpJI/s72-c/supernatural.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-7628813470027507819</id><published>2007-06-09T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T22:31:15.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hello. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hate my father. he's a fucking asshole and no, i'm not being childish and unreasonable. i bloody well have my reasons. if you met him, you'd hate him too. in fact, he'd probably leave a real strong impression on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i mean literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so yesterday was the syf showcase thingy at nanyang auditorium. it wasn't great but the important thing is that i had a lot of fun (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i swear i miss my clarinet so much. oh AND my section of course. heh heh. [insert sheepish smile]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i know that things were a little disorganized yesterday but well, it takes some getting used to, being band and drum major yeah? you guys'll improve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the sucky thing is, i'm getting rusty lahhh. for the first time in two years, i was out of breath and my fingers were like kaku and i was totally not in tempo at times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, whatever. as soon as i have enough money i'm buying me my own clarinet. GRIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh yeah. by the way the drama performance was like omgg so nice. they totally deserved their silver. though what is UP with that doctor dude???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the finale was great. HAHAHAHAH jackie cracks me up especially with her croaky voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh yeah. happy birthday louise (((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hope you like the bra LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, and i'm so sorry for the cologne thing wei qing. you just smelt REALLY GOOD and basically i just have err. issues. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so yeah. it was fun yesterday. the talk i had with imah, erica and jac yesterday hurt. a lot. because i realized that i'm playing with fire here you know. he doesn't care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no matter what anyone says, i know he doesn't care. three years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nothing's changed people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and if this is going to be what happens every time we're in close proximity, i don't think i wanna perform at the end of year concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i know i'm totally risking exposing my secret but i just don't care anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh my god, there's his eyes again. i turn around and fake indifference then i'll watch his sleek black silhouette disappear. too many bodies fill the club. too many faces over done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why am i here? why am i here?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;watch him leave the floor. my body's edging towards the door. i return instead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not done pretending yet. never done pretending yet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm indifferent, let me go. gonna dance and think of him no more. never, never understand the words i wrote. never mind a heart that's broken right. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he could never be mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somehting that i do is fight, fight it. i'm indifferent to you. i've got nothing for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he stares at her across the floor. my undressed heart now an open door. he orders drinks, now the scene is falling through. over there, they're not over there. once empty corner filled with her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why am i here? why am i here?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nnnnnnnnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm indifferent to you. i've got nothing for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-7628813470027507819?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/7628813470027507819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=7628813470027507819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/7628813470027507819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/7628813470027507819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-6185492372410902377</id><published>2007-06-07T20:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T20:30:20.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;this post is gonna be weird and random. go someplace else if you wish not to be confused kaythanks.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hello. i finally have photoshop. GRIN.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;went to jurong with imah, erica and jac just now to find an outfit for tomorrow's performance [which reminds me. WHOSE IDEA WAS IT TO WEAR ALL BLACK???? WHOSE loss are we mourning for huh??paris hilton going to jail??? i find that a blessing by the way. she totally deserves it.]&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;eh i have no class tomorrow so yay me. whoopee(:&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i saw a rainbow today. very pretty. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;keith should cut his bird's nest hair before a bird REALLY decides to come and inhibit it.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can't believe i'm not allowed to wear my stilletoes.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm very disgusted by s***en. yeucks.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks ah jackie and hao yi. between the two of you, you've compiled so many embarrassing moments of me, you can probably write a book about it.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm joking. don't.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;seriously.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i like drew barrymore in music and lyrics. i COVET her clothes man.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;fuck. i still miss sufyan a whole damn lot. and i heard the stepmonster saying she wants to move out. ergh. i fucking abhor her.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;DANIAL. if you don't eat i will honestly tie you up and stuff nasi lemak down your throat okay.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay. bye.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-i'll find mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Rmf5u5Js88I/AAAAAAAAACQ/4QpHDNOBYQ8/s1600-h/adam_brody_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073298089266967490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Rmf5u5Js88I/AAAAAAAAACQ/4QpHDNOBYQ8/s320/adam_brody_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SETH COHEN. one day i will marry you. no, not adam brody. SETH COHEN &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-6185492372410902377?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/6185492372410902377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=6185492372410902377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6185492372410902377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6185492372410902377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-post-is-gonna-be-weird-and-random.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hKUHJwxBu-E/Rmf5u5Js88I/AAAAAAAAACQ/4QpHDNOBYQ8/s72-c/adam_brody_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-3465337998191852242</id><published>2007-06-06T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T23:15:43.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;don't tell me you're done for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't need to hear you're done for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you can tell me what you were running from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i need you more than you need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can see you're really really running. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;can i ask where you're gonna run to? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and you think you're really really funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;well i don't think you're funny as you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;we all feel like we're breaking sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but i won't give you up tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;stay awake, stay awake; survive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;cause i've got nineteen stars that i give your name tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i wanna scream, wanna scream your name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;star light, star bright can save. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you're my wish tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;don't tell me it doesn't matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll tell you what matters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;bare feet in the summer and open windows at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you think that no one needs you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you have nothing to see through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;well i needed you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;don't i count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;let's fight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;show me anger, fierce fists clutching onto air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;show me anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;just show me you care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;no one can catch me the way that you catch me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the way that you keep me when i'm out of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what if i need you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what i can't see you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm running out of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;don't give me that same old 'i didn't want to hurt you' excuse. you know damn well that you not telling me to my face hurts me more than you NOT telling me AT ALL. i had to find out from ayu goddamnit. you could've AT LEAST had the courtesy to write a much longer letter thankyouverymuch. "i know you're angry at me right now honeybee but please understand" DOES NOT SOOTHE MY FRAZZLED NERVES. and you didn't even tell sofea??? wtfffff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;right. i know you wanna keep it low profile and all that shit but fucckkkkk. I'M YOUR BEST FRIEND. you should've said goodbye and end my suffering of not knowing about your wellbeing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you know what? just. call me if and when you can okay. because i fucking miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i know you always say that you love me more than i love you but then again, you're a real good liar too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-3465337998191852242?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/3465337998191852242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=3465337998191852242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3465337998191852242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3465337998191852242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/dont-tell-me-youre-done-for.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-3330175984205745053</id><published>2007-06-05T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T22:27:04.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went to queenstown with jackie and aqilah just now to check out the tattoo parlour. it's pretty decent. for a tattoo parlour i mean. and the designs are really nice i like the butterfly jac picked out it's so pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;god, stop worrying people. NO, obviously it's not ME getting the tattoo. jackie's getting one at the back of her shoulder. i guess she's finally going for it after all that talk since hmm.. last year? heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jackie, this, i'm okay with. the tongue piercing plan? er.. not so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so boys and girls, today i found out that most of the people in queenstown are just downright rude and unfriendly. and there are a lot of gatal mats too. yeuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, whatever. anyway we're going again on monday to do the actual thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as long as jac doesn't chicken out i mean. hahahah we'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've seriously been thinking about going to poly these days. singapore poly to be exact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my mom thinks that it'll ruin my life. going to poly i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she was all for it two seconds ago but apparently she's changed her mind YET AGAIN. she's so fucking indecisive. and bi-polar. and contradictory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't know, these days i'm just too tired to think anymore. sometimes i feel like maybe i should just go with whatever my mom says you know. things'll be so much easier that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;less confusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if this were a perfect world, the only feelings people'd have would be happy, mad, and sad. there wouldn't be such things as confusion, feeling nervous, anticipation, ecstatic-ness [not a word, but bear with me here]. there wouldn't be vindictiveness or depression. there wouldn't be cruelty. heartache wouldn't even exist anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;huh. wishful thinking much, hani?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, whatever. nothing's ever perfect is it? least of all this flawed society we live in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ah well.. might sound cheesy but, that's life i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i just remembered - today's pete wentz's birthday. hahaha happy birthday mr. dwarf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway i'm going to that english seminar thing with jamuna and aqilah tomorrow. jam's sister is taking us with her car. GRIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we're such lazy asses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i saw you with her, dear you tried to hide away. she left through the back door. you alwasy had your secret ways.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i acted so serene, i was so drowsy then. my fault, i'm so careless. i gave you one too many pills.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my oh my, my alibi. restore my fate in these words so clear. my failur dear. lies tucked away in me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you want to play this game, i guess i'll play it too. come here baby, i'll show you what this girl can do. a mattress for a coffin suits you very fine. you'll feel me with the others as you're sewn under the seams.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hell hath no fury like a woman scorned eh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-3330175984205745053?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/3330175984205745053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=3330175984205745053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3330175984205745053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3330175984205745053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/went-to-queenstown-with-jackie-and.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-8024513374847006630</id><published>2007-06-04T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T18:45:31.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i might be going into depression mood for a while. maybe not outright and obvious to everyone but somehow inside i feel like a little part of me is slowly eating away and leaving behind just this.. empty shell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't know how to feel anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sure i'm not moody and crying and all "god, life sucks i'm na go slit my wrists in the bathtub now kaythanksbye" and of course i'm still my normal laugh-your-heart-out self around everyone. it's like my defense mechanism. it's impossible for me to voice out and act out what i really feel because the bottomline is, 90% of the time, i don't even KNOW what i'm feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i haven't been raised in a household where saying 'i love you' is an everyday routine or 'how was your day?' conversations ensue daily so i really don't know how to react to touchy-feely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;people've called me unfeeling one too many times already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was sent to the school counsellor once in pri.6 [long story that involves broken families and nosey teachers] and she said she found my reaction to the session "extremely surprising".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so i asked her why. she told me that most people would have already been bawling their eyes out by the time the session ended so she was just waiting for me to start crying but the problem was that i just.. i didn't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so that was how i ended up with "a tad emotionally unstable" on my permanent record in de la salle primary. i know. not very impressive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she said i should consider maybe letting my guard down once in a while and let someone in to see "the real me" whatever the hell that means. god, i hated that woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i still bear a grudge against her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and then last year someone told me i reminded them of cathy ames from 'east of eden' [for the clueless, it's a real good book written by john steinbeck. go read. tugs at your heartstrings, it will.] and i'm like who? and he was like, go read the book and you'll see what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so i checked out the book and it turns out that cathy ames, in the book is actually this evil woman who had been beaten up and then marries this nice, rich guy and took off with his money, leaving her two children for him to raise on his own and in the end she becomes rich by killing this woman who owned the "most respectable brothel" in town and taking over her business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and the sad thing is, i really do think i'm a lot like her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;people think they know me just because i'm their friend but they haven't even SEEN the real me. the selfish, mean, rude one that prefers to stay hidden as much as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and so, to end off this awfully depressing post;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;his little whispers, "love me, love me". that's all i ask for. "love me, love me". he battered his tiny fists to feel something. wondered what it's like to touch and feel something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;monster. how should i feel? creatures lie here, looking through the windows.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that night he caged her. bruised and broke her. he struggled closer then he stole her. violet wrists and then her ankles. silent pain. than he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;monster. how should i feel? creatures lie here, looking through the windows. i will hear their voices. i'm a glass child. i'm hannah's tears and regrets.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;monster. how should i feel? turn the sheets down. murder ears with pillow lace. there's bathtibs.. full of glowflies. bathe in kerosene. their words tattooed in his veins.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-8024513374847006630?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/8024513374847006630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=8024513374847006630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/8024513374847006630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/8024513374847006630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-happens-in-vegas-stays-in-vegas.html' title='What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.'/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-7184368201963757057</id><published>2007-06-02T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T12:54:54.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;love is always patient and kind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it is never jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;love is never boastful nor conceited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it is never rude or selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it does not take offense and it is not resentful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;love takes no pleasure in other people's sins but delights in the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it is always ready to excuse, to trust and to hope, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and to endure whatever comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;kudos to those who knows which movie i took this from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;shane west is fucking hot that's all i can say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;my right eye has been twitching uncontrollably since yesterday. ergh gross lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't know why it's doing that. yan says it's stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but i've been stressed before it's never happened. i swear if jackie saw this she'd be laughing her ass off. cuz she's that kinda sensitive person you know. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so i have to be somewhere now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;my posts are getting shorter and shorter eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*shrugs. not in the mood i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;catch ya on the flip side. heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-his little whispers; love me, love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-7184368201963757057?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/7184368201963757057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=7184368201963757057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/7184368201963757057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/7184368201963757057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/06/love-is-always-patient-and-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-7262539754278776738</id><published>2007-05-31T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T12:11:03.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;paramore - never let this go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't know WHAT to think anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;god, WHY did you have to do that???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;IDIOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you'd think you'd know by now that she ALWAYS means what she says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-7262539754278776738?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/7262539754278776738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=7262539754278776738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/7262539754278776738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/7262539754278776738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/paramore-never-let-this-go.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-2703396067240540155</id><published>2007-05-29T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T21:29:15.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;kiss yourself goodnight - all american rejects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WACKIE JACKIE, BESTFRIENDKU YANG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;NNNNNNNNNNNNNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;TERSAYANG :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahah we shall make carla columbus a part of the zoo buds ah? personally, i still think the best name was jack black but.. it's your bunny. hee ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4 years of friendship and still going strong eh? LOVE YAAAAA &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so we had that poly thingy just now and i went to check out the school of design with aini. i might be in love. IF i do go there i think i'd take the diploma for interior design or graphic design. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can't imagine being able to just draw everyday. heaven, i'm telling you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and the sec five peeps crack me up ahhh. effing funny and very enjoyable to be around :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so anyway i'm real tired now so i think i'll go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;b-b-mybaby-bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-everybody's gonna love today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-2703396067240540155?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/2703396067240540155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=2703396067240540155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2703396067240540155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2703396067240540155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/kiss-yourself-goodnight-all-american.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-5726258318551188215</id><published>2007-05-28T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T18:01:17.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mt o level is over. for now at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;we'll wait for the results to come out? it was fairly okay [which by everyone else's standards means that it was easy]. i was expecting to FAINT at the bina ayat but ohemgee for the first time i totally knew all the words. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i swear i was smiling to myself all the way while doing the paper. think i kinda freaked the invigilator out a lil bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;was supposed to be let go immediately after our paper at twelve thirty but of course we just HAD TO HAVE a briefing on DSA [ahem nad ahem] so yes, knowing miss i'm-the-most-importanat-person-in-the-schoolthe "briefing" lasted for like ten hours before we were finally let out. i mean, seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;majority of the people aren't even INTERESTED in DSA. we're not all talented like nad you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i think that woman just likes hearing the sound of her voice. i mean, you look at the word "briefing". isn't it derived from the word "brief"? which technically means short?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;there ain't NOTHING short about our so-called briefing just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;her infamous talks will make us die out of boredom someday, mark my words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;one of these days, there'll come out a headline in the newspaper: "students start killing each other during principal's twelve hour talk" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah, and you'll know which school those students came from eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so anyway, after that went out to eat with the usual peeps. they crack me up like WHOA i love them all soso much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohohoh! and tomorrow's a special day for someone eh? *wiggles eyebrows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and we're also going SP after classes. for some reason i'm really excited about that. i'm seriously contemplating going to poly. i don't know.. there's just so many choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't know. i really don't. i'm one confused girl right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;decisions, desicions. it fucking sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i had that dream again. abotu the purple dragon. i think it means something i don't know. the part where faruq grabs my hand and tries to feed me to the dragon particularly freaks me out. faruq you hate me that much ah????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-i miss erica denise lee lai kah ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-5726258318551188215?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/5726258318551188215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=5726258318551188215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/5726258318551188215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/5726258318551188215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/mt-o-level-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-6209401168189763099</id><published>2007-05-26T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T02:23:26.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pirates of the caribbean was like ohemgee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;OHMYGOODDDD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it was incredible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;fucking best movie on earth man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i fell in love with johnny depp over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it was just so OHMYGOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i am speechless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;go watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-6209401168189763099?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/6209401168189763099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=6209401168189763099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6209401168189763099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6209401168189763099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/pirates-of-caribbean-was-like-ohemgee.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-7365776496586501939</id><published>2007-05-25T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T21:36:13.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you can stand under my umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ella ella &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eh eh eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rofl. i've been singing it all day, annoying the pants off everyone - especially aqilah-lah. heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can't help it. addictive song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;especially the "ella ella" part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so anyway after school today i met up wiith yan and his new girlfriend sofea. hahahahah sufyan and sofea together forever. LMAO. even the names match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;omggg she's effing gorgeous please. i am infinitely jealous beyond hell. and she's nice too. and smart. yeah. one of THOSE people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everyone knows one right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sure do. starts with far and ends with hanah. *wiggles eyebrows at ahemahem. you know who you are ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but farhanah's minus the "nice" part. oh nononono. definitely minus the "nice".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what's up with that girl anyway? i mean i am sooo over her merepeknakmamposs-ness. like, seriously, contrary to what she believes, i DON'T hate her nor do i constantly gossip about her. i do have a life you know. one that doesn't revolve around her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm just totally indifferent. i can't be bothered with her anymore. but she just can't take a hint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she calls ME AND JAC a hypocrite???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh well, THAT'S rich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pot. kettle. black. HELLOOO. i mean, seriously? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hypocrite&lt;/strong&gt; / noun / [C] - someone who behaves differently than what he/she claims to believe in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, i don't like her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i certainly don't ACT like i'm head over heels in love with her. so how exactly does that make me a hypocrite? i don't get it. some one needs to get the girl a dictionary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ohkay. enough about her. guess what guess what guess what???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M WATCHING PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN TODAY!! ahhhhh!! ohhhh!!! yayye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JOHNNY HERE I COME!!! ohh hottness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i shall faint from the anticipation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we're catching the midnight show at causeway so while waiting i'm attempting to cram as much malay "ayat berbunga-bunga" into my brain. i think i've memorised the all my notes back to back lah okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's kinda scary. i've never worked this hard in my life. i'm turning into a workaholic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i actually LIKE working myself this hard. it gives me a sense of saticfaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, i'm not even THINKING about my laptop this whole weekened cause i am literally gonna lock myself in my room and write karangan after karangan until i'm thoroughly satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so this is the last you're gonna hear from me for two days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wish me luck for my paper ey people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cause i'm superrrrr takut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*bites nails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/30859526-7365776496586501939?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/7365776496586501939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=7365776496586501939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/7365776496586501939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/7365776496586501939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-can-stand-under-my-umbrella-ella.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-7039770720102879355</id><published>2007-05-23T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T15:37:31.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, yes yes. i know i was on hiatus. and i DO know what hiatus means thankyouverymuch. so this isn't because i'm some retard who uses words of which the meaning she doesn't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but anyway, seeing as i'm home so fucking early today, just let me have fifteen minutes to blog ey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;OHMYGOD. my brain is gonna literally explode if i see another fucking malay paper 1 question paper. lordy lord. every time they give out the papers and i have to start writing i just feel like PUKING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i've been memorising karangan phrases and peribahasas and paintstakingly making sure i check the kamus for each and every word i don't understand. so basically, i've just been checking the dictionary every five seconds cuz i know practically NOTHING goddamnit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i've been doing all this till waaay past 2 am and then i have to wake up at 6 and GOD the eyebags are absolutely AWFUL i'm telling you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but i shall persevere. no matter what i won't give in becasue i can ASSURE YOU that if i don't get my A, SOMEBODY will get hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and no, it won't be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anway, prelims are in JULY. which, for the aliens out there incapable of counting, is only A MONTH away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i don't even  have ONE week of break in june. most days, classes are from eight to five unless we're lucky. so basically, it's just WORSE than a normal school day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;wow. life is such a breeze ain't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;o levels suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;p.s.  oh wow. isn't THIS unexpected. WHEN did it start???? i totally didn't notice and we all know how observant i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;p.p.s   omggg congrats yan. you finally got her after three years. power ((:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-7039770720102879355?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/7039770720102879355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=7039770720102879355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/7039770720102879355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/7039770720102879355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/ok-yes-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-2758565859385637952</id><published>2007-05-21T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T18:08:58.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;am on hiatus, holing self up in room with karangans and peribahasa and shit like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;will be back in a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I WILL GET MY A GODDAMNIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;p.s. i miss you lahh jackie. where you been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-2758565859385637952?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/2758565859385637952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=2758565859385637952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2758565859385637952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2758565859385637952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/am-on-hiatus-holing-self-up-in-room.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-9068097794856339590</id><published>2007-05-20T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T11:09:50.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;vanessa carlton - san francisco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm sorry for the lack of updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;actually i went out skydiving with justin timberlakethree days ago but the plane crashed and we got lost out in the sahara desert and only found our way back home yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and now justin's outside in the living room watching cartoons. how cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but anyway, i don't know WHY i'm up so early today. i mean, seriously? it's 8 in the am. IT'S SUNDAY. i have NEVER voluntarily been up this early on a SUNDAY MORNING. pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and yesterday i had this dream about sharks and one of the sharks looked like rudy and another one looked like danial and they were trying to bite my leg off goddamnit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but they didn't succeed because in the end, brendon urie saved me and we lived happily ever after on this beach in hawaii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so, it actually turned out into a nice dream after all. even though i had to see dan and rudy's fugly face at first but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and ohh people, i'm in loveee again. with TWINS no less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohemgeee they are so cuteee. but i prefer the older brother cuz he's funnier. aini and siti can share the younger one *snigger. and they actually communicate with each other with "kite, awak".  i swear to god, it's the cutest thing ever. *melts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh don't you love the song?? vanessa carlton is a musical prodigy i swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay i'm bored and i wanna go watch the encore of anugerah. bye people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-love is dancing on my finger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-9068097794856339590?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/9068097794856339590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=9068097794856339590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/9068097794856339590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/9068097794856339590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/vanessa-carlton-san-francisco.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-3255608903570987032</id><published>2007-05-17T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T21:31:19.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE MY NOTEBOOK IT IS MY MOST PRIZED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;POSSESION :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;p.s. shall blog more tomorrow. i'm damn tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;p.p.s. omggg. the twins are darn cuteeee [hope they don't come across this blog. that'd be a lil embarrassing.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-3255608903570987032?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/3255608903570987032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=3255608903570987032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3255608903570987032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3255608903570987032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-love-my-notebook-it-is-my-most-prized.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-9028019874350180352</id><published>2007-05-15T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T20:11:30.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i bought a new blank notebook today. so now i'm na go write my fucking brains out just like i always used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;GOD, i miss writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i miss my clarinet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;which leads me to missing ain, whom i haven't even SEEN since godknowswhen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and mock tests are such a fuckup why can't we just drop mother tongue????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-9028019874350180352?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/9028019874350180352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=9028019874350180352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/9028019874350180352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/9028019874350180352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-bought-new-blank-notebook-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-4922812816190190741</id><published>2007-05-14T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T17:59:28.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can't help it when my heart races everytime your name appears online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can't help feeling that maybe someday, in different circumstances, you would've been mine already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can't help not talking to you or even so much as looking at you because then i know my heart will ache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but then again, i can't help but smile and wave like a kid in candy store every time you look my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's just hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i hate it that i sound like on of those typical teenage girls "in love" going all, "oh i can't live without him i'm so depressed let me go slit my wrists and die now kaythanks bye."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's horribly, effingly pathetic. and don't you dare tell me otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;cause even i myself know how pathetic it is. i seriously can' stand myself right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what the fuck is wrong with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i NEVER used to be this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i would've NEVER gone all emo and depressed over a FUCKING GUY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm miss independent, miss observation, miss keep-your-fucking-distance remember??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what in fuck's sake happened to me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and don't you DARE say love cause i personally do not believe in love and this is so NOT love it's not funny because love does not exist when you're sixteen years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and the worst part is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;even after everything that's happened, i miss him so goddamned fucking much it literally hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"he's not worth it hani" isn't enough right now. i need substantial proof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm gonna go find yan now and demand for ben &amp; jerry's ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;at least if i can't have that ass i've still got my best friend to buy me stuff eh yan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;life's a fucking bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;p.s. screw being all lady-like and the no vulgarities policy. rawr.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-4922812816190190741?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/4922812816190190741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=4922812816190190741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/4922812816190190741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/4922812816190190741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-cant-help-it-when-my-heart-races.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-3248693620634975570</id><published>2007-05-13T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T16:51:10.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hello world. i just finished trying to cram crappy math stuffs into my brain and am now watching extreme makeover: home edition. i laaahve that show. how could you NOT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;all those deserving people getting free stuff and finally looking happy. i mean, some of their stories are really, really sad you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the show just gets to me. right here in the heart. *SOBSOB*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and yes, contrary to popular belief, i DO have a heart kaythanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ickkh i'm producing so much mucus, someone could actually drown in this stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i got my sister sick too. *CACKLES*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ANYWAY, to all mothers around the world, HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i love you mommy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;they say a mother's love is unconditional. no matter what the one person who'll alwways be by your side is your mom right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so people, treat your mothers well, eh? these are the women who gave you life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yellow butterfly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;she was just five years old,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;a slightly moody day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;she couldn't stay away from that river's edge and i,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i turned my back to count all the daffodil seas that surrounded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i close my eyes and then heard the water wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can still hear that scream, it's still lingering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;in the air everywhere;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"mother please save me, grab my hand"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can't, i can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can still see that face sink beneath the waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"baby please, wait for me, give me time, i am here"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;where did you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;where'd you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;where'd you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;where'd you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;were the angels that lonely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;couldn't they suffice for anybody else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;can't everybody just lie to me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"she's home, she's home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;crying for me now"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and every night on a monday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i will visit that same spot that i hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, the place that baby loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and now she can taste it, it took her away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's been five years since then and when it hits september,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll feel like i'm dying again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ian still won't even talk to me, talk to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;isn't this pain, guilt enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can't even look out the window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;without seeing refelctions distorted in the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and the pain hits me like gunshot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i'm heading on the way to the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i hear her name and it kills me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;bottles up, bottles up, bottles up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i'm trying my best to hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ian says it's never enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;a razor to the wrist for each unshed tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;cough it up, drink it up, drink it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so i had a coma when i crashed my car in the lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i saw your face down there and i knew, it was not a mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so i went to the doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i told him, oh my heart would break if i couldn't see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;he just gave me more pills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but i saw you up there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;still floating by the river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;god, you always loved that river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;bet your heaven looks just like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;then i'll like it too, even though it scares me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but when i'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll be just fine, i'll be just fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;we can sit, we can talk about,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;talk about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;butterflies.. butterflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-3248693620634975570?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/3248693620634975570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=3248693620634975570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3248693620634975570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3248693620634975570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-3212785419005674725</id><published>2007-05-12T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T21:59:50.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oooh. rachael yamagata is absolutely lovelyyy. and she's gorgeous too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;how unfair is that? some people have it all. pssh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, went out with jackie, aini, ririn, rudy, zul, ian and haziqah just now to vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohh rudy i miss you a loooooot!! and ian was acting like such a retard. dude, i think you should take up drama, seriously. it was a very convincing performance. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yah, and i FINALLY bought my mother's day present. it's this really cool carved-wood jewellery box that looks a bit like a treasure chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ah.. i'm na go watch that janice dickinson show now. peace out, yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-3212785419005674725?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/3212785419005674725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=3212785419005674725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3212785419005674725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3212785419005674725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/oooh.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-6629224320969206618</id><published>2007-05-11T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T21:31:32.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;first it's hot. then it goes cold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;one minute the sun decides to make me melt, the next i'm freezing my butt off in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the weather's so unpredictable these days. it's global warming, i'm telling you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;wake up, people. we're destroying our environment with all the trees we're cutting, all that paper we refuse to recycle, certain people's ignorance about the release of CFCs in the air. some poeple don't even KNOW how global warming comes about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;can't you see? we're slowly destroying our own planet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm such a tree-hugger. pfft. hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but, no seriously. global warming really is a big issue and should be addressed with more precautions than we'r actually doung now. PLUS this weather is doing things to my hair i never imagined my hair could do. sometimes when it's humid it goes a bit frizzy then if it's raining it goes all silky soft and volumised then it becomes totally flat when it's super hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i neevr get any good hair days now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;AAAAND the heat is getting to me!! it's putting evil thoughts of cutting my hair into my head. NOOO. no. i shall never give in. i am going to achieve my target of growing my hair longer and then perming it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and if i'm lucky it'll look like kirsten dunst's hair in spiderman or veronica mars' season 3 hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*GRIN*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so anyway, i am very proud of myself ohkay. look at my previous blog posts. NO SWEAR WORDS. omg. miracles DO happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahah it's just that sufyan complains i curse like a MAN. did you see that?? he's comparing me to a MAN. so i shall refrain from using such profanities and act like the lady that i am. *sniggers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah. riiiiight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ahh. seems like eons since i've done one so.. here's a stupid quiz i found for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 INTERESTING FACTS ABOUT YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. i'm actually a yellow and purple striped zebra in disguise of a human being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. i love, am loved and love to be loved. yet, i'm the biggest love cynic ever. go figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3. i broke my two first baby teeth when i bit into a really hard plastic apple which i thought was a real fruit. yes, laugh, laugh. i was five.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4.  i just watched jangan pandang belakang just now and laughed so hard, my stomach hurt. what can i say? scary movies amuse me so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;5. i stepped on a worm on the way to school in the morning. eeeewww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;there, was that "interesting" enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is your favourite item in your closet?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;my dark blue off shoulder, printed dress. oooh lala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fill in the blank: i can't live without...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;food and water. DUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is your favourite gift to give?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the gift of luuurve. *wiggles eyebrows*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you could max out your credit card at one shop which shop would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;topshop. or if i was in new york, barney's. oooh the thought of maxing out a credit card on clothes is giving me goosebumps. sigh. if only...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what one thing should every woman own?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;stilletoes. every woman HAS to have stilletoes. i have two. or three. give or take. heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what inspired you to start this blog?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the fact that my english was deproving..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you could be anywhere right now, where would you be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;in disneyland. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who is your celebrity style mate?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;liv tyler and halle berry. they can do wrong in my eyes (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do you have any hidden talents?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm actually a descendant of mary poppins and i can make people start singing and dancing at the snap of my fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what to wear:&lt;/strong&gt; clothes. nobody entertains public nekkid-ness in singapore. it's a big no-no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what NOT to wear:&lt;/strong&gt; ok seriously. i can NEVER wear skinny belts. they make my waist look bloated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what to shoe:&lt;/strong&gt; did i mention the stilletoes? but only for special occasions, duh. mostly i go with my sneaks and slash or flip flops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;biggest shopping splurge:&lt;/strong&gt; let's.. not go there eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fashion security blanket:&lt;/strong&gt;  skirts. every kind of skirt possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;favourite historical period:&lt;/strong&gt; in terms of fashion?? ohhh i love the late fifties through early sixties. like grace kelly in &lt;em&gt;rear window&lt;/em&gt;. and i ADORED audrey hepburn in &lt;em&gt;breakfast at tiffany's&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what to see (movie):&lt;/strong&gt; now? SPIDERMAN 3 !!! go catch it. and soon, pirates of the caribbean eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;favourite bad movie:&lt;/strong&gt; DUH. obviously &lt;em&gt;from justin to kelly. &lt;/em&gt;classic, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what to listen to:&lt;/strong&gt; meg &amp;amp; dia, rilo kiley, fall out boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what to eat:&lt;/strong&gt; food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;where to eat it: NOT in the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how do you sign off an email?&lt;/strong&gt; i WRITE emails?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;night owl or morning person?&lt;/strong&gt; ngiht owl. you DO NOT wanna mess with me in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;worst vice:&lt;/strong&gt; cursing like a sailor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;most thrilling famous person meeting:&lt;/strong&gt; one time i call i've-never-met-a-famous-person-before. well, one that's worth mentioning anyway. i don't think wendy aka xiaxue at the food court in bukit timah counts.
&lt;strong&gt;colour that best represents your personality:&lt;/strong&gt; fuschia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;latest obsession:&lt;/strong&gt; headphones. GRIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;recurring dream:&lt;/strong&gt; i'm late for an o level exam! MATTTHHH!! and i don't have any pencils or pens!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;btw, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MRS CHOO ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you will always be remembered as our "corn mother" lahhh. hahahahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;loveees &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-she's like so whatever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-6629224320969206618?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/6629224320969206618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=6629224320969206618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6629224320969206618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6629224320969206618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-its-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-3963603098391349406</id><published>2007-05-10T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T20:07:43.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ooooh i bought me some new headphones! FINALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;after like 6399138719027 years without one. except the thing is, it's exactly the same one as jac's, aini's and aqilah's. LOLLLLLL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;cause it's kinda cheap and i reallyyyyyy don't wanna burn a hole in my POSB card. i'm so scared to go check how much i have left in it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaha the four of us can totally form a club. we'll call ourselves "the headphones club" and we shall be known as "headphoners".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;we cool y'all. f'sho. ROFL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the rashidah squares will be left out eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ahahahahahahahh. okaaaay so i just have to make sure i don't bump into aini or aqilah at the bustop on the way to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahah oh ya, i just realized i curse like a sailor so i'll refrain from using any kind of profanities in this entry oksie doks. totally pg 13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyhoo, the bio test just now was like ARGGGGGHHHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;lets not talk about it and make my blood pressure shoot through the roof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe i should just give up on JC. i mean, poly isn't bad right? there's so many courses to choose from and just because you're in poly it DEFINITELY doesn't mean you're not as smart as people in JCs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*SIGH*  *DOUBLE SIGH*  *TRIPLE SIGH*  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ergh i just havveeee to persevere. then we'll see the results and just... go with the flow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;people, pray for me eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, today boys and girls i'd like to talk about this pet peeve of mine that i absolutely CANNOT tahan at all, that is, SPITTING IN PUBLIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i mean seriously? HOW INCONSIDERATE CAN YOU BE????  it's effing gross and extremely unhygienic.  what?? all of a sudden you're freaking jesus or something and you think your spit is all holy and cleansing?? is that it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you think people WANT to step on your spit ah? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"oooh! look there's spit on the floor. let's go step on it since out feet are so dirty and we'd like to clean it. how convenient!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i mean, SERIOUSLY. i know mostly it's dirty old, uneducated ah peks or pakciks who really don't know better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but today as i was walking down the overhead bridge with sufyan, this one -fillinblank- JC guy who was walking beside me just all of a sudden whipped around and spat the contents of his mouth out on the floor beside my leg. like, EWWWWWW. WTFFFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it was &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; close to landing on my shoe lahhh. so when he didn't apologize, i went like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"excuse me, in case you didn't realize you almost spat on my SHOE."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;[FYI, there was practically no one walking with us that's why i was so forward. if the place was crowded i probably wouldn't have had the guts to say that]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and then he turns around with a 'who me?' face, looks at me as though it was ME who was in wrong and then turns back around like nothing had happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;OHHH I WAS SO PISSED!!! so i went like all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"excu-uuse me. i was TALKING to you in case you didn't realize. do you KNOW it's against the law to spit in public??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;[and sufyan was beside me going all "hani just shuddup and go lah. we're late". bloody coward. we have to stand up for our rights, man]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and then the guys finally turns around, nods at me and mumbles "not my fault what" like effing rudely and proceeds to walk again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;BLOODY HELL. i swear to god, if yan hadn't been there, i would've totally ran up to that guy and strangled his skinny ass neck. FUDGESICLES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;HOW IS IT NOT YOUR FAULT YOU ASS-HAT??? YOU spit on the floor, YOU have reallyy bad aiming as to where you were going to spit at [i.e. NOT my shoe] and YOU don't even have th courtesy to apologize!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"not my fault" my purple zebra!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;grr. i'm furious, man. at least i know which JC i won't go to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but anyway, after that yan bought me ice cream and i felt mucho better. *GRIN*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;p.s.  i HEART johnny depp !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- you're such a contradiction.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-3963603098391349406?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/3963603098391349406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=3963603098391349406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3963603098391349406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/3963603098391349406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/ooooh-i-bought-me-some-new-headphones.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-689933730032421884</id><published>2007-05-09T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T21:44:43.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;heydiddlyhoe. i've just finished attempting to cram my brain with bio crap for the (second!!) bio common test. i honestly don't know why it is that bio's so effing special to have two common tests unlike physics and chem. pssh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ms ellen tan just enjoys torturing us i think. sadistic ass hat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahahah and just now ms ibaidah was talking about how mushroom head is just so damn W-E-I-R-D, it can't be denied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i really wonder HOW it is that she's got a decent-looking boyfriend. must be some sick love potion or something eh? seriously. she's a bit er.. detached to say the least. like, her brain is detached from her body kinda. heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;we were watching pirates of the caribbean 2 during english lessons just now. ouh i totally forgot how much i LOOVEEEEE johnny depp. my johnny depp intake has been severely deprived as of late hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay my head still kinda hurts now boo hoo. so i think i'll just get to sleep. bye loverlies who bother to read my ramblings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM TOO TIRED TO GO TO YOUR BLOG AND TAG SOO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Amin: all of us have to meet up sometime soon lah okay ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Danial: i'm too lazy to go tag on your blog so if you read this - the braces are quite cute ah. jgn kembang eh. hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Alia: well, your name is uber nice too *GRIN*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yan: TOMORROW BETTER NOT BE LATE SEH. i'll leave first if you don't show up on time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-689933730032421884?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/689933730032421884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=689933730032421884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/689933730032421884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/689933730032421884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/heydiddlyhoe.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-6963539210664698436</id><published>2007-05-08T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T19:33:44.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;gah. i feel so icky. my nooooose! my throat! MY HEAD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ouh i can't stand being sick. and it seems like EVERYONE is sick. jac, siti, aini and me all have the fucking flu. shidah just got this real painful-looking eye infection and seva has fever like me also. ergh. what's this??? sick season??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;OMGGGG my nose is so itchy! but i can't rub it cause it's effing painful right now like all red and sore. double ick. pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and the worst part is I CAN'T FALL ASLEEP. cause i slept for like 16++ hours straight yesterday and also at night i went to bed quite early. so now my stupid body just won't let me sleep anymore. grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so anyway i accompanied jackie to umi's house just now. gosh, all the memories just came flooding back when we were on the bus going there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;that stupid canal we always went to with rudy, fad and taha [AND ALL THAT MOSQUITOS!], the void deck where we wasted all our time on [pfft], umi's house itself, where we spent 90% of our time. good times, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and ohhh i miss khair, nadia and sabrina so muuuch! long time no seeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;whoa. sometimes i just really really do miss umi a lot )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but, well. happy thoughts eh? we had loads of good memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; we had our english common test just now. it was okay i guess. i'm just so irritated by the time limit. grr. i had to write my last point in less than five minutes and i think i kinda screwed that part up a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ah well. what's done is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;also, our mt o level is at the end of the month. can you feel my excitement dripping off your screeens, people??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, why is it SO CEPAT!!  i'm so un-ready okaaaaaay. so for the next two weeks we're just gonna have malay paper mock tests for the whole day. boooo ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;my brain already HURTS from reading the 'berita harian' and you want me to do maalay worksheets for the whoel school day???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's like you're telling me "brain, explode please"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yeesh. yeah whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and yeah i got the mother's day date wrong i admit it. it's actually on sunday right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;not my fault ah. jackie told me with such gusto and confidence that mother's day's tomorrow. so i was like, er okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and went on and told everyone mother's day is on wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so fine. sorry people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ya, ya. fine, yan.  you win. you're "NEVER wrong bout these kinda things."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;whatever lah okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but anysways i still don't know what to buy for my mom. I NEED SUGGESTIONS, PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;er.. okay i'm gonna ask around and see what others are doing for their mums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;then copy the best idea. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohohoh!! and by the way, my new mouse changes colour every five seconds you know. how cool is that??? hee (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;goodbye earthlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-cause you look so fine and i really wanna make you mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-6963539210664698436?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/6963539210664698436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=6963539210664698436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6963539210664698436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6963539210664698436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-8540101677087325689</id><published>2007-05-07T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T18:34:01.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ickh. i am so effing horribly sick and i've been sleeping for like 16 hours straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i look like crap. watch out world, rudolf the red nosed reindeer is coming 7 months too early for christmas. well, at leasd the headache's gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so yeah, i didn't go to school today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ergh. WILL SOMEONE OFF THE BLOODY LIGHT?? it's hurting my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pfft. people in this house have no care or concern for the sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyways, mother's day is in two days. have you guys decided what to buy for your dear mums yet? i certainly haven't. i used to bake a cake or cookies but the new house hasn't got an oven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so i'm forced to spend my money i guess. heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i was thinking foot massager. it goes for 40 bucks at watsons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe i'll split the costs with my sister?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;actually, knowing my sister, she probably only has five dollars left or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pfft. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, okay. my head's starting to throb again. oh, wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;quick shout out to ayu and yan. sorray i couldn't make it yesterday ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;send me pics yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and ya. i was also supposed to meet yan after school today but oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sorry again. heh heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;loveees &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-i need you more than you need you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-8540101677087325689?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/8540101677087325689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=8540101677087325689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/8540101677087325689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/8540101677087325689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/ickh.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-4970397047781119648</id><published>2007-05-05T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T19:35:32.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;AMIN! i have been "denied access" to your blog. like, SINCE WHEN was it that you decided your blog would be private?? pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i just realized that i'm slowly but SURELY getting over this thing. it's not wholly true when they say "absence makes the heart grow fonder".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;not true at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;give me a month or so. i'll get over your sweetalking arse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;OH! and ayu [yan's sister] has asked me to tag along for her birthday bbq tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;cool, fool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;whee. yan is gonna introduce me to his uber cute friend who's going too called ian who is very funny, good in english and apparently is very single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what's better [besides chocolate] than getting to know a cute guy to pick you up from heartbreak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;GRIN. oh WHO CARES if i sound like a desperado right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i realise this post is like so pointless but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-4970397047781119648?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/4970397047781119648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=4970397047781119648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/4970397047781119648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/4970397047781119648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/amin-i-have-been-denied-access-to-your.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-6702637824767338618</id><published>2007-05-05T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T16:11:59.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;were the angels that lonely?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;couldn't they suffice for anybody else?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't everybody just lie to me:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"she's home, she's home. cryng for me now"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;every night on a monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will visit that same spot that i hate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes, the place that baby loved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and now she can tase it, oh it took her away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- meg &amp; dia, yellow butterfly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh, my unabashed love affair with meg &amp;amp; dia shall never cease. the lyrics are genius, the music is just lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, this one's gonna be short. just HAD to add that spiderman yesterday was AH-MAZING. that last fight scene was so hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;overall it was like an art masterpiece. the graphics were really good, the storyline wasn't anywhere near 'yawn' zone and acting was played to perfect presicion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;james franco is so effing hawt. ohmygod. marry me pleeease. i CANNOT believe they made him DIE in the end. oh boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;topher grace was so great as venom who is superduper scaaaryyy. he should've had more screen time though ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;tobey maguire was the perfect epitome of adorable-geek. the innocence-ness and "oh golly gee" attitude made me melt. AND THE DANCE NUMBER!! ROFLMFAO. cute with a capital C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;kirsten dunst, darling. your voice is okay but it's a bit on the "off" side. take my advice. stick to acting eh? but never mind. you're gorgeous, your HAIR is gorgeous [i want hair like that kaythanks], you looked ohsoverypurrty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but poor MJ. WHY is she always the victim to whomever it is that spidey is fighting against?? and the bad gys always seem to catch her when she's wearing a skirt/dress. it's an outrage towards her modesty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and by the way bryce-dallas howard is drop-dead gorgeous. i am infintely jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so yeah. GO WATCH IT EVERYONE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it will be worth your money i promise kay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-6702637824767338618?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/6702637824767338618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=6702637824767338618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6702637824767338618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6702637824767338618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/were-angels-that-lonely-couldnt-they.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-7006930508255684656</id><published>2007-05-04T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T17:32:21.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm reallyyy sorry for the previous post. late night insomnia, emo like crap songs blasting into my ears and overthinking every single little thing kinda does that to me. hey, everyone deals with stress their own way right? some run, some play music, some paint. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i relief stress by using big words and stringing all the words together in random order so it looks like word vomit. sides, big words make me feel superior and therefore cheer me up like whoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah, yeah. i sound like an arrogant, conceited cow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;shuddup. it's my thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyhoo, i finished school super early today. was supposed to have english, lit, social studies AND bio remedial initially but in the end it was all reduced to... nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;heh heh. lucky day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;AND for once in my whole entire secondary school life, i was actually EARLY for a normal school day. omggg i reached school at like 7.25 okay. record time man. [FYI: cckss starts at 7.45 so NO i'm not actually late or anything -_-' ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahahah i think it's just gonna be a once in a lifetime thing ah. actually it's just by pure luck that i got to school that early. i was running late [ironic, no?] and was in the gist of brisk walking like a mak nenek to the mrt station went i heard a car horn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i looked up and i saw my uncle who offered me a ride. ohh thank yoooouuu. if not i'd have been late YET AGAIN and face the wrath of narain the oversized bulldog whom somehow has everyone convinced that he's actually human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;jackie and i know better though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;he's a bulldog!! really! dogs are actually trying to take over our world and narain is just the first of the lot. i mean, REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;don't you see the resemblence between him and a drooling, barking, wild animal??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so, BEWARE poeple. don't say i didn't warn you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohohoh!! and later, i'm na go catch SPIDERMAN 3!! whee. i absolutely do not get why SOME PEOPLE [couchjackiecough] aren't big fans of spiderman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;duuuude, it's spiderman!! need i say more?? seriously. i get excited at just the THOUGHT of seeing topher grace [cutiiieee ((: ] on the big screen. s'about time too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;AND NO PEOPLE. i'm NOT watching it with yan. i'm going with my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;why does EVERYONE get this SICK impression that we're 'involved' somehow?? like, ewwww much?? i told yan and he went like, "that is so gross. you're like a sister to me. YUCKS."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;my thoughts exactly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;typical. when a guy and a girl are close friends people just assume that they're together somehow. this society is so flawed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohh lisa loeb is irritating me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I REALLY don't feel like listening to a song that goes along the lines of &lt;em&gt;"we could still belong together/ and together is much better"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, i'm na go change the song. bluek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;SONG: meg &amp;amp; dia - nineteen stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i fall more and more in love with their music everyday &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;- I've seen enough now to know that beautiful things don't always stay that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/30859526-7006930508255684656?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/7006930508255684656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=7006930508255684656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/7006930508255684656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/7006930508255684656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-reallyyy-sorry-for-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-2252598658661173621</id><published>2007-05-03T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T20:56:16.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've completely numbed myself towards the atrocity of it all, convinced myself that this equilibrum I've conjured up would be just enough to last me at least through the remaining months ahead. &lt;em&gt;The latent heartbreak is just too much for my body system to handle.&lt;/em&gt; It feels like poison coursing through my veins and the worst part is - it fucking hurts. People tell me my lateral thinking is sometimes unorthodox - i honestly can't disagree. More often that not, it scares ME too.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're over it.&lt;/em&gt; I repeat this over and over again in my head everyday as a mantra - maybe even my new way of life - so much so that it's embedded into my brain now but somehow, somehow, it still seems like I'm deceiving myself. Like it's just a performance I've put up to say "Look at me world! I'm FINE. Great, really" hoping people actually fall for it.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And we all know how great an actor I am right?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i bit off more than i could've chewed, i realise that. Just that, unfortunately for me the realisation came THREE YEARS too late. yes, yes, i know what i sound like.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"oh woe is me. I'M the only one to have experienced heartbreak. I'M the only one pathetic enough to fall for the un-feeling. I'M the only one on the face of this planet who pines and yearns so much it hurts sometimes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but it's just like that. people are predictable. people are selfish. most of them both at the same time save for the few saints we've still got left out there. and you sure as hell can be reassured that i'm not one of them.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am my own weakness. My weakness is my enemy.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mind betrays me, taunts me with thoughts that kinda go along the lines of "liar, liar, pants on fire". &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pushing problems to the back of your head can only get you so far. hey, ignorance is bliss as they say. but, like i said, it can only get you so far. mostly, we think, what do we care, anyway. we sit back, enjoy this moment of release from the monstrosity of the situation and wait for it to relapse and one day bite us in the butt.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heartbreak. it's a bitch, it's the biggest asshole we'd ever have to face and only the strongest survive.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;forgive me for this pointless rant and wasting about ten minutes of your life for reading this. mostly, i can deal but on days like this, momentary bouts of relapsing into a meglomaniac bitch and juxtaposing everything just makes me feel a whole lot better. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey, if life is drama, WHO THE HECK wrote my script?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-he tastes like you, only sweeter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-2252598658661173621?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/2252598658661173621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=2252598658661173621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2252598658661173621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2252598658661173621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-completely-numbed-myself-towards.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-8542218717084745792</id><published>2007-05-02T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T20:55:16.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;we could still belong together - lisa loeb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh hello mr blog. nice to see you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i see negligence doesn't really agree with you huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah well, i've been real busy these past few days. grr. mid-terms and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you understand right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;like, keith said: STRESS LAH HANI!! howww?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;dude good luck with that. fraid i can't do anything much to help you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;look at ME. do i LOOK like i handle stress well to you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah, NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so anyway, i'll have a superduper long post now to make up for lost time yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, so let me get back into my time machine and rewind all the way back to.. FRIDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;we had our last ever band performance at the old folks home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;unfortch, it was only the upper sec performing so i didn't get my last performance with AIN &amp; RACHEL )):  [but you guys better like study hard for your exams ah!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyhoo, we got lost on our way there. hahah i think the rain and THE COLD [make me freeze much?] totally got to our heads. we went a bit psycho to say the least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the bus ride was pole-dancing, "are we there yet?", jackie singing in her stupid falsetto, freezing to death, "ARE WE THERE YET????", and mostly "i need to pee! are we there yet?????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the performance itself was okay but yeah, unresponsive. apparently the elderly aren't really big fans of lauryn hill and shrek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but yeah, i had fun. "made in singapore" as our last performance piece was definitely a good choice (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;OHHH BANDEES, I ALREADY MISS YOOOUUUUU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss keith &amp; louise &amp;amp; calvin &amp; stace &amp;amp; pangwee &amp; weiqing &amp;amp; weizhen &amp; zhangfei &amp;amp; calvin &amp; alltheclarinetists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;zomg, i miss EVERYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and AIIINNN!! oh loverly, i miss you like whoooaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;aaand my clarinet!! oh my babyyyyyy! they took away my precious. mannn i seriously YEARN AND PINE for it. ohhh. baby don't worry mommy will come visit as often as she can okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;after that went to bp with jackie and the home-d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;AFTER THAT went to catch the "wild hogs" movie with family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah, my brothers picked. at first i was like "eeewww. WHY this movie???" and all i was doing was checking out that really cute filipino guy who was smiling at me [MELTS] but then  the moie startec and ohhh it was so funny! seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;who'da thunk? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it really was hilarious. y'all should go check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so yeah, that was friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;saturday &amp; sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;BUMM-ED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;slept, ate, tv-ed, studied and then slept again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i need to get myself a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;SORRY AINI! i couldn't make it to that outing with rudy, ian and ririn )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i really do miss you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;MOTHER TONGUE MID YEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohhh god. one word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ATROCIOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;my. malay. sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i had to write about some sex thing and i couldn't come up with the malay word for condom so you know what i wrote instead??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;RUBBER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;no, i'm serious. I WROTE RUBBER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"mereka harus memakai rubber"  !!!!!!   WTF RIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh gawsh. i pity the person who'd be marking my paper. they'll have to decipher all that bullshit i wrote down. it'd prolly take them like a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;tell you what cikgu. let's make it easier for all of us and just fail me ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so after that i was like super excited cause i thought since we're finishing so early for the first time after one thousand years, maybe after school the whole gang would go out and fulfill our best friend quality time that we've been so severely deprived of BUT THEN found out that 4/5 had physics remedial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;OH BOO, MR TAN. let's all throw popcorn at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;spoil my mood only. so after aini jac and aqilah went for class and siti trailed off with her sinister looking FAQRUQ [hahaahahahahah! tak leh angkat sak] i went home all by my lonely self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;until yan saved me from my boredom and asked me to come over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohh you rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and yeah, the incident yan described in the previous post DID happen, unfortunately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but i'd just like to clear something out. HE was the one who dragged me to go on the ferriswheel when HE knows I'M terrified of heights okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and when we went on he was like swinging the thing so effing dangerously i swear i almost died from a heart attack on the spot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but then he bought me cotton candy and let me finish the ben &amp; jerry's ice cream so he's forgiven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;MOVIE MARATHON. whee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;first was drumline then king kong then ghost ship then MTV then that cinta cd [ohh! VERY NICE!] then swimfan and then a late night qabil khushry qabil igam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, it started out okay. great actually. funny and romantic and effingly sweet at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;butt then it started to get totally nonsensical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ergh, too merepek and long for me to type so you go watch it yourself and figure out what i'm babbling about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i get the feeling shidah's irritated by me ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but then, she's always that way. i give her one day to resist my irresistable charm. GRIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I DO NOT WANT TO TALK ABOUT THE MATH COMMONG TEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;shuddup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;after school went out with jac and erica for LJS. kristy and imah didn't make it. boo ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but yeah, feel better kays imah. yeah, yeah. missed you. heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay i'll go read now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;adios amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-build god, then we'll talk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-8542218717084745792?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/8542218717084745792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=8542218717084745792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/8542218717084745792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/8542218717084745792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-could-still-belong-together-lisa.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-2909031870438163207</id><published>2007-04-30T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T17:14:04.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;good afternoon world. this is sufyan hijacking hani's blog for the day because in her words, "i'm too tired to even type ah. you do it for me," and is now reading her seventeen magazine on my big comfy couch. but she's telling me now that nothing should be written in short form and everything is to be said in proper grammar and correct spelling. she's worse than my english teacher. alah.. she so action right? thinks her english soo damn good. let me tell you something people. MY english is the same standard as hers lah. maybe even better. HA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ow. okay she just threw her magazine at me. yeah she's so lady-like and demure right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sometimes i get the feeling she thinks i'm her servant. making me pay for her stupid cadbury chocolate cravings, carrying thee ginormous amounts of library books she borrows for her and today i have to take her to the stupid ferriswheel at causeway point there even though she KNOWS i'm scared of heights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. would you like to know what happened to hani while she was on her way home from school today?? yes? of course ah. especially from sufyan the great storyteller, kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay, so there she was walking home from school when she hears someone calling her name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"hani! hani!" the person shouts. she looks around. but sees no one. so she continues walking [probably thinking of how sh'es gonna torture me today. ow. she just hit me. damn violent ah this girl] then, she hears it again. except this time, there's two of them. she turns around and sees a group of boys at the bustop. these boys are in woodlands primary school uniform and so she just figures that they were probably her little brothers friends and gives them a friendly smile [yeah as friendly as an alligator smiling to its prey] and she continues walking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AND THEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;jengjengjeng. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she hears them call her again. except this time, they go "kakak jambu! kakak jambu! mintak nombor leh? sini ah! mintak nombor!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;which translates to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"pretty sister! come here! can we have your number?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. oh man. if only i were there. i would've given her number to them lah seh. since she keeps on complaining that the only guy who'll love her is me and she really isn't satisfied with just the affections of her ugly toad of a best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAH! insult me all you want babes. the only guys who'll ask for your number are three years younger than you! HAHAH. pfft. she just threw a pillow at me. oh yeahhh. like THAT'S gonna hurt. tak pakai otak kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okok. i have to go now before hani eats up the whole carton of the ben &amp; jerry's ice cream that I JUST BOUGHT WITH MY OWN MONEY. hani says that she'll update later at night or tomorrow morning whenever she feels like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[yeah like anyone cares right? hahah.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-2909031870438163207?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/2909031870438163207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=2909031870438163207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2909031870438163207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2909031870438163207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-afternoon-world.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-2515294305771923</id><published>2007-04-25T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T20:29:09.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and so today yan came back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;in one piece, un-drunk and totally sober might i add.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can't say where he's been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;as FURIOUS as i am with you, i'm just too happy to have you back to yell at you, best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"aww c'mon. it's not like i fucking planned all this and brought fucking my charger along with me too! sorry ah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohhh you curse like a sailor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"i'm sorry lah hani. i know i should've told you. i missed you lah sehhh! nobody around to make me laugh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;proceeds to hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;feel blessed that your face is too damn cute for me to bash up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;AND you better be grateful i entertained that wicked witch for you, babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i was &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; close to snapping ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohhh people, the band room looks fantastic reallyyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;GRIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i liiiiike the yellowwwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;annndd i dooon't knowwww whyyyy i'mmm talkiiiinggg liiike thisss buuuut it'sss fuuuuunnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;regan says it enhances the way you feel or some shit like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can't believe today wass our last band practice ))):
uber sad ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i loveee the people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm too tired and lazy to think up of any clever lines so i'll go now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;[HANI is cooler than YOU]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;-and it really makes me wonder if i ever gave a fuck about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-2515294305771923?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/2515294305771923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=2515294305771923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2515294305771923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/2515294305771923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/04/and-so-today-yan-came-back-home.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-1479283778557429860</id><published>2007-04-24T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T21:45:06.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;makes me wonder is still my ear candy as of now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so today started out bad, turned worst but then ended up okay because my best friends rock and i love them like a chocolate covered, rainbow sprinkled, whip-creamed shane west.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;woke up with this HEADACHE which was like the MOTHER of all headaches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ohhhh god it was like someone was clanging the cymbals up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but i thought, never mind. chem test today MUST PERSEVERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;because, really. i'm hardworking like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;SNIGGER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;uh yeah i didn't fall for that either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so then i went out of the house and lisa loeb's extremely uplifting we could still belong together [from the legally blonde soundtrack] was playing on my mp3 and i was feeling slightly better BUT THEN just as i was crossing the road, MY MP3 JUST DIED ON ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;no batteryyyyy. PFFT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i was like asjlhdliasiodjninvk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;WTFFFF i just changed the bat yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but me being the total optimist i am just went, never mind. the day'll get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and so i got on the mrt and miracles of all miracles, i actually got to sit down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so i was a happy goober for like ONE MILLISECOND UNTIL this one ahpek sat down next to me and my goddd, he smelt like sweaty socks, vomit, beer and fart ALL AT ONCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;bloody hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it took all of my willpower to NOT retch and pinch my nose in front of him okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and he looked like he hadn't washed his hair [or what was left of it anyway. i didn't realize the combover was back in fashion] in 1 132 293 712 289 days and it looked like maybe a family [or two] of lice were nesting in that combover of his so i was like leaning AS FAR AWAY as i possibly could praying to myself that whatever creature was lurking in there wouldn't decide to jump on MY head anytime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ergh. stupid ass hat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;EVER HEARD OF A SHOWER??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;or maybe even WATER for that matter of fact??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;people nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so then i reached school and all was fine and dandy UNTIL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;that stupid woman called me during math class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;thankgod i was in the toilet cuz i realized i hadn't put my phone on silent mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;she said yan had called and said he's coming home tomorrow and then went on about how much trouble he's gonna be in and how he's gonna punish him and told me that if he didn't come home TOMORROW she'll throw him out onto the streets permanently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;motherfucking bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the reason he left in the first place was because of YOU, you crackwhore slut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and so yan, you BETTER be home when i get back from band tomorrow and then you have some explaining to do asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i mean, of all the times you could've called you chose THREE IN THE MORNING WHEN I WAS SLEEPING????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what's up with that man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and just.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ergh whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and then in lit i got so irritated by hao yi cause i was already in a bad mood anyway so i'm sorry that you got the receiving end of my bitch fest, i know you were just trying to cheer me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and yeaah greg rocks too okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;just stipoit with those whatshisname jokes before i strangle you, and we're cool. f'sho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;AND THEN i had my chem test in the afternoon which was basically just one big ball of bullshit written in an a4 paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;fuck chemistry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;99.9999999 % chance that i'm gonna fail it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I HATE YOU CHEMISTRY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;DIEEEE BITCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so after the test i went with jac, aini, siti and aqilah-lah to have lunch at LJS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i loveeee you guys okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;with them, it's always laughing hysterically till my stomach hurts and i can always be myself around them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i know i can be annoying sometimes - especially during my bitch fest periods - but you guys put up with me and make me feel good((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;kite sayang awak semue banyak-banyak okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;my ass off a brother is on my back about getting off the laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so, hani, out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;[LOVE RYAN SEACREST. how could you not?? GRIN]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-boys like you are overrated so save your breath.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-1479283778557429860?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/1479283778557429860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=1479283778557429860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/1479283778557429860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/1479283778557429860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/04/makes-me-wonder-is-still-my-ear-candy.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-6771083569283311108</id><published>2007-04-23T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T18:46:52.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;maroon 5 - makes me wonder.
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
&lt;/span&gt;goddamned this song is Addictive. can't stop singing it.
OHHMYGOD.
hahahahahaha
danial has the same personal message as me which is a quote from the song:
"give me something to believe in, cause i don't believe in you anymore"
meh. what can i say?
great minds think alike, right dan?
LOL.
ok, since i have to go revise for my chem common test right now i'll leave you with the top addictive songs that's playing currently.
they're radio-friendly [even though i ahte radio but whatevs. i get the songs on mtv. hahah]
so you people should know them.
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
&lt;/span&gt;1. good charlotte - the river
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ry5I2RUp2L/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ry5I2RUp2L/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;
2. give it to me - timbaland feat nelly &amp; justin timberlake
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/xrtn3fhN0A/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/xrtn3fhN0A/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
&lt;/span&gt;3. girlfriend - avril lavigne [oh come on. you knew this was gonna appear. NO. 1 AVRIL FAN(: ]
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/yCfSkjEgg4/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/yCfSkjEgg4/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't get why people don't like her you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i LOOOOOVE avril.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;have been a fan since i was in pri.5 [before anyone even knew she existed. pfft.] and still am a proud supporter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okok, wish me luck  for my test tomorrow yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-and it really makes me wonder if i ever gave a fuck about you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30859526-6771083569283311108?l=settingupsunday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/feeds/6771083569283311108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30859526&amp;postID=6771083569283311108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6771083569283311108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30859526/posts/default/6771083569283311108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingupsunday.blogspot.com/2007/04/maroon-5-makes-me-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>hani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704352679309267611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859526.post-5091056939007773449</id><published>2007-04-20T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T23:01:15.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and so today was our band's semi-barbeque slash buffet which was okay but was a bit of a disaster but still it was okay-ish so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;because REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;WHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;WHOOOOO barbeques nuggets??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;never in my life have i heard of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;until today that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ROFLMAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;congrats to keith who made up that extremely inventive way of cooking them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;YA LAH. bbq master, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's okay, it's okay. i know we were on a tight budget :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;haahahahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;IMAH can i just say that i'm glad we're friends again cuz i miss how much fun we used to have together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;GRINS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;cuz i'm the good twin and you're the other one of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the one that starts with E and ends with VIL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and WEI QING my dear. WHERE do you get all those stupid jokes, please enighten me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;tsk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"EMPTY!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahahahahahahah. and you say I'M the slow one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pfft. silly boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and HONG PING the fatty is just so effing irritating, adorable [chubby cheeks!!] and funny at the same time i really don't know how else i'd describe you, dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;to IZZA, FARHA &amp; LIYANA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="fo
