<?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-1724089426437159370</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:40:26.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blahh</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-6159986502363060620</id><published>2011-04-06T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T04:03:18.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;What are words - Chris Medina&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;Anytime you whisper my name, you'll see&lt;br /&gt;How every single promise I keep&lt;br /&gt;Cuz what kind of guy would I be&lt;br /&gt;If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;br /&gt;When you say them&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;br /&gt;Then they don't&lt;br /&gt;When it's love&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;br /&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;br /&gt;They live on, even when we're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know an angel was sent just for me&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'm meant to be where I am&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Standing right beside her tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna be by your side&lt;br /&gt;I would never leave when she needs me most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;br /&gt;When you say them&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;br /&gt;Then they don't&lt;br /&gt;When it's love&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;br /&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;br /&gt;They live on, even when we're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna be here forever more&lt;br /&gt;Every single promise I keep&lt;br /&gt;Cuz what kind of guy would I be&lt;br /&gt;If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm forever keeping my angel close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;Just successfully transcribed this song :D surprisingly simple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&amp;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/1724089426437159370-6159986502363060620?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6159986502363060620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=6159986502363060620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/6159986502363060620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/6159986502363060620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-are-words-chris-medina-anywhere.html' title=''/><author><name>nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08683128284895717602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-296554274333688996</id><published>2010-04-08T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T08:01:45.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's so many ways to love you.&lt;br /&gt;Got me like oh my gosh, I'm so in love.&lt;br /&gt;I found you finally. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking. This year is when everything counts and the last thing I want is to regret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't shake this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;It's like a bullet and it's killing, killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I previously had no idea how to articulate i really felt. I couldn't find the words to say but when I sat in front of the piano today, it just came to me. So listen to the song of my heart. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-296554274333688996?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/296554274333688996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=296554274333688996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/296554274333688996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/296554274333688996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2010/04/theres-so-many-ways-to-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-6341778328937140794</id><published>2010-03-17T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T08:16:31.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to a realisation. I do know what's bothering me after all I just never go to properly articulate it. And you know what it really doesn't matter. I know I knew that before I just didn't want to believe it. But well, seriously it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if all I did was to set myself up for more hurt or what. But while previously I thought all I had to choose from was nothing and worse than nothing. I realised that my view was just too myopic. That wasn't the point of it all. It's not about what you expect to get from it really. It's just about doing it. That's what makes you feel better really and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand why people say what they say. And while I thought ignorance was bliss and that I was just better off not knowing, that's really not the case. While initially it was abit overwhelming and sudden I guess in the end while things may not look very right now, I'll be happy knowing that it'll be right in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that at least I was there to see it end perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I was at the losing end. That what I did just wasn't enough. And while I know I don't need it to be explicit, I just wanted a sign I guess. But you know what, I was just expecting too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guerir quelquefois, soulager souvent, consoler toujours&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cure seldom, relief often, comfort always. Out of the many known conditions how many can we actually treat? Often, we spend the time giving symptomatic relief rather than treating the actual condition. And when we do treat the condition itself, we are merely augmenting and aiding the body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's not about treating the disease but it's about treating the patient. And even then, it's not just the patient but everyone else around him. While it may be frustrating at times, just know that you've made a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, sometimes, I'm not sure if what I say was meant for you or whether it was meant for me. But I guess really, I'm pretty sure you'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;어떡하죠?&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Ask me again, for now I have an answer.&lt;br /&gt;너라고?&lt;br /&gt;Still can't say for sure. &lt;em&gt;But please fix my bubble if it pops.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defying Gravity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something has changed within me &lt;br /&gt;Something is not the same &lt;br /&gt;I'm through with playing by the rules &lt;br /&gt;Of someone else's game &lt;br /&gt;Too late for second-guessing &lt;br /&gt;Too late to go back to sleep &lt;br /&gt;It's time to trust my instincts &lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes: and leap! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try &lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity &lt;br /&gt;I think I'll try &lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity &lt;br /&gt;Kiss me goodbye &lt;br /&gt;I am defying gravity &lt;br /&gt;And you wont bring me down! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm through accepting limits &lt;br /&gt;Cause someone says they're so &lt;br /&gt;Some things I cannot change &lt;br /&gt;But till I try, I'll never know! &lt;br /&gt;Too long I've been afraid of &lt;br /&gt;Losing love I guess I've lost &lt;br /&gt;Well, if that's love &lt;br /&gt;It comes at much too high a cost! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd sooner buy &lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity &lt;br /&gt;Kiss me goodbye &lt;br /&gt;I'm defying gravity &lt;br /&gt;I think I'll try &lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity &lt;br /&gt;And you wont bring me down! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd sooner buy &lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity &lt;br /&gt;Kiss me goodbye &lt;br /&gt;I'm defying gravity &lt;br /&gt;I think I'll try &lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity &lt;br /&gt;And you won't bring me down! &lt;br /&gt;bring me down! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurt &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-6341778328937140794?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6341778328937140794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=6341778328937140794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/6341778328937140794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/6341778328937140794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2010/03/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-8694386676524899560</id><published>2010-03-16T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T08:33:26.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I actually don't really know what to think. I'm torn between two things and I don't know how to choose really. My heart tells me not to give up on one but I know for a fact that I can't do both. So how? I think everyone just aims to over-achieve. It's like being good at one thing just isn't enough anymore. Which makes me wonder if I'm good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;어떡하죠? &lt;br /&gt;Well, I really don't know. &lt;br /&gt;너라고?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I just can't seem to sit still and focus and like study properly today. I really have no idea what's bothering me. Ok, I do have a rough idea but it's not like I can do much about it right? It's like everything's just a blur. It's like when you just wake up. You're half-asleep and you can't see a thing either cause you just can't open your eyes and even if you can you're not wearing contacts so not like it really matters anw. Everything's out of focus and you do roughly know that you have to get ready for school and all. But you do it all subconsciously. And by the time you're awake you realise you forgot something but damn it's too late to go back home to get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exactly that feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except it's not that simple. And while you'll eventually wake up in the end. I'm not sure I want to wake up just yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not even emo-ing. I know I should at least be a little affected by it but for some reason I'm just not sad about it. I have no idea how it ended up this way really. Which is what bothers me really. I don't know if I'm far too tired to think or too tired to care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are my confessions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I've said all that I can say..&lt;br /&gt;I'm just tired and I don't know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;If I'm gonna tell it, then I gotta tell it all&lt;br /&gt;Damn near cried when I got that phone call.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping silent's making my heart race&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it- my mind's all over the place&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gone and I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;But to give you part two of my confessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me wonder, who keeps the secrets of the secret keeper?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-8694386676524899560?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/8694386676524899560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=8694386676524899560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/8694386676524899560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/8694386676524899560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-actually-dont-really-know-what-to.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-7970426987638310233</id><published>2010-03-13T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T06:01:12.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I should die before I wake&lt;br /&gt;It's 'cause you took my breath away&lt;br /&gt;Losing you is like living in a world with no air, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here alone, didn't wanna leave&lt;br /&gt;My heart won't move, it's incomplete&lt;br /&gt;If there was a way that I could make you understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how do you expect me&lt;br /&gt;To live alone with just me?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my world revolves around you&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard for me to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?&lt;br /&gt;Can't live, can't breathe with no air&lt;br /&gt;It's how I feel whenever you ain't there&lt;br /&gt;There's no air, no air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got me out here in the water so deep&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how you gon' be without me?&lt;br /&gt;If you ain't here I just can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;There's no air, no air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No air, air&lt;br /&gt;No air, air&lt;br /&gt;No air, air&lt;br /&gt;No air, air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk, I ran, I jump, I flew&lt;br /&gt;Right off the ground to float to you&lt;br /&gt;With no gravity to hold me down for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I'm still alive inside&lt;br /&gt;You took my breath but I survived&lt;br /&gt;I don't how but I don't even care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do you expect me&lt;br /&gt;To live alone with just me?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my world revolves around you&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard for me to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?&lt;br /&gt;Can't live, can't breathe with no air&lt;br /&gt;It's how I feel whenever you ain't there&lt;br /&gt;There's no air, no air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got me out here in the water so deep&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how you gon' be without me?&lt;br /&gt;If you ain't here I just can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;There's no air, no air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No air, air&lt;br /&gt;No air, air&lt;br /&gt;No air, air&lt;br /&gt;No air, air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;There's no air, no air&lt;br /&gt;No air, oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?&lt;br /&gt;Can't live, can't breathe with no air&lt;br /&gt;It's how I feel whenever you ain't there&lt;br /&gt;There's no air, no air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got me out here in the water so deep&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how you gon' be without me?&lt;br /&gt;If you ain't here I just can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;There's no air, no air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No air)&lt;br /&gt;(No air)&lt;br /&gt;(No air)&lt;br /&gt;(No air)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?&lt;br /&gt;Can't live, can't breathe with no air&lt;br /&gt;It's how I feel whenever you ain't there&lt;br /&gt;There's no air, no air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got me out here in the water so deep&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how you gon' be without me?&lt;br /&gt;If you ain't here I just can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;There's no air, no air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No air, air&lt;br /&gt;No air, air&lt;br /&gt;No air, air&lt;br /&gt;No air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-7970426987638310233?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7970426987638310233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=7970426987638310233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/7970426987638310233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/7970426987638310233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2010/03/tell-me-how-im-supposed-to-breathe-with.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-1687570509592983451</id><published>2010-03-12T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T23:08:26.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been millions of years since man first learnt how to use tools,thousands of years since we've built the first civilisation, hundreds of years since the industrial revolution and tens of years since technology has progressed to what we have today. Man has undoubtedly achieved many things. However, man's actions has also drastically changed the natural world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we've been thinking about is growth and how to stimulate more growth. The last time I checked, the Earth isn't getting any bigger. There's only so many people we can fit in the world. While we try to solve the problems of global warming, changing climates and shortage of natural resources, we fail to understand that what we need is not more or better technology, but instead a new mindset. Sure, energy efficient cars are helpful. But this would only result in more people and twice as many energy efficient cars. In the end, if we don't stop growing we'll still face the same problems as before. It shouldn't be sustainable development it should just be sustainable. Instead of thinking of constant growth and nothing else, we should be focusing on adapting to the world. Adapting to the world's changing climate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-1687570509592983451?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/1687570509592983451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=1687570509592983451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/1687570509592983451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/1687570509592983451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-has-been-millions-of-years-since-man.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-567714907151935565</id><published>2010-03-05T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T08:27:41.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grasping my hand tightly&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed with fear&lt;br /&gt;Overcome with emotions&lt;br /&gt;Despite being unable to move and&lt;br /&gt;Barely able to speak&lt;br /&gt;Yet she continued to struggle&lt;br /&gt;Each syllable harder than the last&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;she finally said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't save you from the start&lt;br /&gt;Love you so it hurts my soul&lt;br /&gt;Can you forgive me for trying again&lt;br /&gt;Your silence makes me hold my breath&lt;br /&gt;Oh, time has passed you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, for so long I've tried to shield you from the world&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you couldn't face the freedom on your own&lt;br /&gt;Here I am left in silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave up the fight&lt;br /&gt;You left me behind&lt;br /&gt;All that's done's forgiven&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be mine&lt;br /&gt;I know deep inside&lt;br /&gt;All that's done's forgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the clouds drifting away&lt;br /&gt;Still the sun can't warm my face&lt;br /&gt;I know it was destined to go wrong&lt;br /&gt;You were looking for the great escape&lt;br /&gt;To chase your demons away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, for so long I've tried to shield you from the world&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you couldn't face the freedom on your own&lt;br /&gt;And here I am left in silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave up the fight&lt;br /&gt;You left me behind&lt;br /&gt;All that's done's forgiven&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be mine &lt;br /&gt;I know deep inside&lt;br /&gt;All that's done's forgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so lost since you've gone&lt;br /&gt;Why not me before you&lt;br /&gt;Why did fate deceive me&lt;br /&gt;Everything turned out so wrong&lt;br /&gt;Why did you leave me in silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave up the fight&lt;br /&gt;You left me behind&lt;br /&gt;All that's done's forgiven&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be mine &lt;br /&gt;I know deep inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All that's done's forgiven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-567714907151935565?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/567714907151935565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=567714907151935565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/567714907151935565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/567714907151935565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2010/03/grasping-my-hand-tightly-overwhelmed.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-2658747848908132135</id><published>2010-03-05T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T08:21:26.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A road never ending,&lt;br /&gt;A goal never reached,&lt;br /&gt;A chase everlasting,&lt;br /&gt;Yet nothing fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A world seemingly bound,&lt;br /&gt;It tightens.&lt;br /&gt;Where darkness surrounds,&lt;br /&gt;It frightens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where no hope can be found,&lt;br /&gt;It threatens.&lt;br /&gt;And all breaks down,&lt;br /&gt;It saddens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unable to look back,&lt;br /&gt;It dampens.&lt;br /&gt;Pushed far from track&lt;br /&gt;It hampers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A road never ending,&lt;br /&gt;A goal never reached,&lt;br /&gt;A chase everlasting,&lt;br /&gt;Yet nothing fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been thinking alot. And I'm not entirely sure why. But I guess I feel that I have so much to say to so many people yet for some reason I just can't find the right words to express it. I just hope that when I eventually do there'll be someone who listens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not that I'm confused or anything, I guess I'm just really frustrated. It's like I'm bursting with things to say but I guess now's just really not the right time to say any of it. And I guess what worries me the most is that the 'right time' might just come a little too late. Cause the last thing I want is to be unable to say all that I want to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I just wish life had a pause button especially when it gets a little overwhelming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe life really isn't all that complicated. We just make it so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-2658747848908132135?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/2658747848908132135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=2658747848908132135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/2658747848908132135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/2658747848908132135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2010/03/road-never-ending-goal-never-reached.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-2876519522006838037</id><published>2010-02-28T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T07:49:30.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lost Then Found&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staring at tears on the pages&lt;br /&gt;Of letters that I never could write &lt;br /&gt;Now I know love isn't painless,&lt;br /&gt;But It's worth the risk, it's worth the fight&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing it over and over&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could turn back time, baby&lt;br /&gt;We were wrong, but we could be right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we say things we can't take back&lt;br /&gt;Why do we miss what we never had&lt;br /&gt;Both of us fell to the ground&lt;br /&gt;The love was so lost, it couldn't be found&lt;br /&gt;Why do you tend to forget whose vain&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of crying at the sound of your name&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we turn this around, love ain't the enemy&lt;br /&gt;Don't you want to be lost then found&lt;br /&gt;Lost then found, lost then found&lt;br /&gt;Love ain't the enemy&lt;br /&gt;We could be lost then found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty glasses on the tables, echoes fill these rooms&lt;br /&gt;The memories go where we go, they're like the suitcase that you never lose&lt;br /&gt;If the good lord's eyes upon me&lt;br /&gt;I swear to make things right&lt;br /&gt;Whatever we lost, I know we can find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we say things we can't take back&lt;br /&gt;And why do we miss what we never had&lt;br /&gt;Both of us fell to the ground&lt;br /&gt;The love was so lost, it couldn't be found&lt;br /&gt;Why do you tend to forget whose vain&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of crying at the sound of your name&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we turn this around, love ain't the enemy&lt;br /&gt;Don't you want to be lost then found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words can come without (lost then found)&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop the rain, I wish you could take it back (lost then found)&lt;br /&gt;But it's too late, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we say things we can't take back (why do we say)&lt;br /&gt;Why do we miss what we never had&lt;br /&gt;Both of us fell to the ground&lt;br /&gt;The love was so lost, it couldn't be found (it couldn't be found)&lt;br /&gt;Why do you tend to forget whose vain&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of crying at the sound of your name&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we turn this around, love ain't the enemy&lt;br /&gt;Don't you want to be lost then found(don't you wanna be)&lt;br /&gt;Lost then found, lost then found&lt;br /&gt;Oh, love ain't the enemy&lt;br /&gt;We could be lost then found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words can come without&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop the rain, I wish you could take it back&lt;br /&gt;But it's too late, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could be lost then found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we had previously thought that it would never work out, we've been together for so long, we've gotten so used to each other why wouldn't it work? Now, finally, there really isn't anything to fear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-2876519522006838037?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/2876519522006838037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=2876519522006838037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/2876519522006838037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/2876519522006838037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2010/02/lost-then-found-im-staring-at-tears-on.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-5918238444248450716</id><published>2010-02-21T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T07:49:22.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;What have you done?&lt;br /&gt;What have you done?&lt;br /&gt;What have you done?&lt;br /&gt;What have you done?&lt;br /&gt;What have you done now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there are people who appear to care so much that they point out all the faults; all that is tearing us apart, ironically enough, they really are the ones who care so little that they don't even bother trying to mend whatever it is that is left between us. That they dont even bother trying to understand the implications of their actions on us. Nor are they open to change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... maybe they are open to change. Just not the right kind of change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is saddening to see that they are well, 'catalysing violent reactions'. Instead of instilling hate or spreading ideas of change or mutiny wouldnt it just be better to focus our energy on something more positive? Hate only brings about more hate so why bother. I guess what bothers me the most is that they think that they can do a better job. If you think so, then go right ahead and try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really quite tiring to try and reconcile both sides. Which is why, people should stop talking to a third party. Just talk to each other face to face. Get it over and done with. It was ridiculous to even have thought that all this would just tide over. That people would just calm down and start thinking rationally again. It didnt occur to me that it would ever come to this point. That the divide would get so evident and unbearable that people would even lock each other out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least think of doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe really, delusionaries escape reality via a suspension bridge. I really dont see what the issue is. Fine, maybe there are a few valid points here and there but in general there is no real reason or at least no compelling reason for outright change. Let's just learn to live with each other and stop complaining. Nobody's perfect anyway and it's ridiculous to expect anyone to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turned into my worst enemy&lt;br /&gt;You carry hate that I don't feel&lt;br /&gt;It's over now, what have you done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you done now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what. This should just be seen as a test for all of us. If we survive through this, we emerge better and closer and maybe that's what we really need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I, I've been waiting for someone like you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, have we really? I know I've said this before. But seriously, why do we always tend towards the same topic once we've run out of things to say. It's like there's a need to revive the conversation with something so unexpected and most likely untrue. Why bother thinking of something that really, at the current state of maturity that most of us are at, is too complex for us to fully grasp. Like I said before, why bother contemplating something you know you can't commit to. It's much more beneficial to focus on something we know we can manage. While we are still young and impressionable we should instead focus on self-realisation, self-actualisation- finding out truly the kind of person we are, what we believe in and how we intend to live our lives from here on. But no, we fill our heads with such childish, immature and petty things. Do we really come to school just for this? Surely, this can't be the real reason people come to school right ! Well, if that's the case, then clearly I've been going to the wrong place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just really tired and disappointed right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-5918238444248450716?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/5918238444248450716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=5918238444248450716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5918238444248450716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5918238444248450716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-have-you-done-what-have-you-done.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-5924123352482987538</id><published>2010-02-16T05:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T06:45:04.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The girl in the bubble completely at peace despite all that's around her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she wonders if she should continue living in her little bubble and remain peaceful or pop her bubble and try to make things right. All things considered, it would be irresponsible for bubble girl to continue living in her bubble. But then again, someone should at least stay happy. why not bubble girl? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On something completely unrelated. ok maybe not completely. After much thought, and i mean ALOT of thought. I have once again found my motivation to study. Not saying i didnt have any. It's more of I have once again realised the goal I intend to achieve and why I want to achieve it and this is really truly the very reason why I refuse to believe that life is just this. There's definitely much more to it and much more we can do to better the lives of those around us. And at this point I thank God for being alive and healthy and for each day that comes. Which makes me think, really how little all the bickering we do and the complaining and whining is compared to the big picture. I mean like surely there'll be a point in time when we get fed up and angry at each other but that still doesnt mean we should hate each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate's a really strong word it shouldnt be abused. It's like love. If there's pizza love and real love. Then there should also be pizza hate and real hate. and even then, it's sad to hate. -nodnod-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, i think that it's like a game of touch rugby. The playmaker tells you to make a move on the left link and you follow. The move fails. Who do you blame? Yourself for bad execution? The playmaker for a bad call? The point is, the moment's over, so it failed, ok whatever there's still 5 touches left. Make the most of it and play the game like you've never played it before. Isn't that what really matters? I dont think we're looking at the big picture. This isnt going to make it any more conducive for any of us. The hostile environment- I just dont like it. at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while bubble girl wants to remain at peace in her little bubble. Maybe bubble girl's also too powerless to pop out of her bubble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate event, first and foremost whilst some might argue that it isnt my fault. I feel the need to apologize and for that, I'm sorry. While I can't find it in me to tell you that personally- I'm really sorry. Although arguably, you would have realised it yourself. Perhaps the way it was phrased could have been better then maybe it wouldnt have hurt as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that while it is important to seek knowledge, what's more important is how you use it. Just because you can doesnt necessarily mean you should. There are really some things that should be kept secret and not told to the world. I think people should at least have that decency to allow for some personal space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the words of a true biology lover: 'it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place'- the basis of the Red Queen Theory. Well, people change. Evolution has proven that for a fact, and we'll keep changing. What's important is that we change for the better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you've reached your state of clarity. Because honestly, now is not the time to think about such things. While it is important, why consider something you know you cant commit to? I think people dont realise the importance and the responsibility that comes with it. It takes alot out of you and the amount of time needed to invest. It really is actually a big thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides this, I have new found respect for a particular person. Even though we do talk often, I never really got to know you like I do now. It really is quite eye-opening. I never really considered things that way. I guess it really did made me realise that maybe the things we once thought were right and acceptable may not always be right. It really has given me new perspective on how life should be and how people should behave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with all this, I have new found strength and determination to overcome whatever that may stand between me and my dreams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though academically, it was a pretty wasted weekend, I can confidently say that it was still extremely productive. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bubble girl will sleep happily today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-5924123352482987538?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/5924123352482987538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=5924123352482987538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5924123352482987538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5924123352482987538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2010/02/girl-in-bubble-completely-at-peace.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-4051076813357277504</id><published>2010-02-06T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T07:27:52.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mehh. ok i actually forgot i had a blog O: hahahaaha. oh shit i think sth's wrong with me today. after trng went to rg. and like omg i havent been there in EVERRR. and like. totally completely crashed and sprawled all over the hall floor heh. and i stole shin's CAM. whooo. and spammed photos. and like omg its actually really fun hahahaha. but it got taken away from me T____T boo. and omg im angryyyy PART AS DAOED ME. grrrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yuxiang i &lt;3 cloud. but im sorry sephriloud??? so horrible sounding pleaseee. ok i admit today i was abit crazy and all. but im not as crazy as you. there is no way cloud is everrr leaving zack for you. get it in your head. clack forever ! omg so fangirl-ish. o.o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg sleepwalker is stuck in my head @____@ im gonna wake up tmr with this song in my head omggg. but he's pretty &lt;3 hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit i think my brain really goneeeee today. omg i just realised vday is coming ! O: O: O: yayy GERBERAS -hinthinthinthinthint- hahahahha. they're the prettiest flowers in the world. to me anw. and well they're inexpensive o.o hmmm i shall go poke people and remind them that vday's coming. yayyyy. omg i need to like go shopping soon. hmm mb i'll go with biang next thurs lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-4051076813357277504?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4051076813357277504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=4051076813357277504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4051076813357277504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4051076813357277504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2010/02/mehh.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-5312712508559459750</id><published>2009-08-30T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T09:14:35.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahah im on a major high. and i would like to think its cause of my mad spamming of chocolate. hehh ((: which is like totally causing a sugar rush. or maybe it was the coffee. whichever it is. im happy. and im so glad im so happy. ahahahahaha happy that im happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like i dunno wth you did. [although i do sorta kinda wanna know what you did] but whatever it is. its awesome. you're so damn awesome. its like total 180 no 360 turn around. its amazing. its like. how in the world can such a thing happen overnight. hahahahaha. but im glad it turned out the way it did. if like i totally didnt emo my life away the past week i wouldnt have woke up and realised what i realised now. (: and its amazing. the feeling of being totally liberated. cause contrary to popular belief. i really dont feel a thing ok ! its like totally changed list cmon. although i guess there are some parts which i kinda miss. oh well. ((: its all good. hahaha awesome stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i really shouldnt be blogging. i should like go look through wr. which towards the end of the editing. i was totally dying and brain dead and goneeeee. i swear its the lack of glucose to my brain. or so i would like to think. and the whole sian feeling and oh maybe cause i slept at 3 last night. hmmms. oh well. ((: im glad we're done with it. ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i swear the music playing totally influences my blogging wtshit. ytd was such a heartfelt song i just felt like i dunno. hahahaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k whatever. serious stuff. i really need to sit down and start studying econs. econs is such a i dunno i find it quite awesome i guess? its so totally rational and logical. but i always feel i dont study enough. like im not prepared enough for the test. and i cant say there's like ALOT to study like to the point that my brain will burst from trying to memorise it all. cause like. bio is wayyy heavier. but i feel more prepared for bio than econs when i study both the same amount. hmm oh well. must. do. well. for. econs. case. study. @____@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol omg i just like so amused by wr. its like inconsistent. but its just so funny. its like we cant decide whether we want 2sf or 1dp for our percentages. or do we want full names or not for our interviewees. or is it park rangers or Park Rangers. or is it 1 out of 2 or 1 in 2. hahahahaa. and is visitor centre under engagement or enforcement or education. LOL. im just so amused. its so funny. but oh well. ((: i feel bad for going home early and not seeing through chapter 5. but then again i was half-dead and like gonna die alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i love my pw group. we're such awesome people. and our productivity is directly proportionate to the number of computers hahahaha. although today was half antisocial. im sure we use msn to discuss hahaa. oh well. lalalala. still we're so damn awesome. lalalalla. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. omg. and please dont experiment. just because it wont affect me now. wtshit. cant it just stay like this. and not change. aiyoooo. WHAT DID YOU TELL HIM. hahahaha. i wanna know. O.O oh well. (((: grr. im hungry again. and my sugar high is like subsiding. booo. ladeedas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-5312712508559459750?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/5312712508559459750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=5312712508559459750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5312712508559459750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5312712508559459750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2009/08/hahahahah-im-on-major-high.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-400010423611953940</id><published>2009-08-29T00:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T01:08:41.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>@____@</title><content type='html'>Lately, ive been feeling really confused. and jing would prolly know why. and like. ive been thinking: why the hell am i so confused? and like honestly, i have no idea why. and like there's really no reason to. i think its just a passing phase. i dunno. and like. lately. its so weirdd. i would try and think through and like yes im over being confused. and then something else happens. and im confused again. blehhh. and i think right. i dont need all this. and im not even sure what i want. its amazing. its all just a big annoying mess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean i keep telling myself. im a student. my job is to study and i shouldnt think about anything else. since like. if at the end of the day i dont get the course/uni that i want. then wouldnt that be worse? so ive decided i should focus on the things that matter. not saying that like other things dont matter. its just that i should worry about them later. (: speaking of which i really should be studying math OR bio OR econs OR chem or do my eom or sth. HAHA. so much for all the talk on focusing. blehh. whatever. this shall be a well-deserved break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lately, ive been questioning my decisions. why did i choose something. and like ofcouse i sorta know why. i mean like i hate making decisions for the very simple reason: if i regret it i wouldnt be able to handle the regret. i think that recently ive spent more time thinking of what i want to do rather than actually doing what i actually know i want and should do. but i dunno. there's just something that keeps me from saying what i want to say. doing what i want to do. feeling what i want to feel. and this is the exact reason why lately ive been wanting to just shut myself from the rest of the world. not cause i feel emo or want to be alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well on a more positive note. im really glad that i have my piano with me. its honestly the most beautiful instrument there can ever be. &lt;3 and im glad that my transcribing skills have improved. hahaha. and biang can play the piano. which is simply awesome. if i could i would learn every instrument there is on the planet. hahahaa. extremely ambitious. but well. i would really enjoy it o.o speaking of which, i suddenly feel inspired. (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hahaha ive been infected. with shine on-jet. hahahaa. rawrrr andreww. oh well. not that im complaining. songs have been stuck in my head. like omgosh insomnia was playing in my head during chem spa. which i think was really amusing hahaha. and then how you love me now was playing in my head during bio spa. and lately. tree hugger all cause of pei ling hahahaha. that song is just oh-so-cute !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh all this blogging is clearing my head. heh. which is a good thing. i think i need to organise my thoughts better. -nodnod- cause otherwise it'll give me a headache. kinda reminds me of what achia said. hahaha. about men and their waffle brains. how they compartmentalise everything. which ive got to admit. seems like a pretty good idea actually. makes sure one thing doesnt affect another. i have to say that i havent been able to think straight lately. and no i highly doubt its cause of the lack of glucose to my brain. but more cause of there's so much things going on. like promos. goshhh. i want to start studying. but its like with so much homework to clear. its not really very possible to start. and i know if i dont start soon. it'll be a little too late seeing as i have alot to study. [which also brings back to the point: i really should go back to studying instead of blogging] but blehhh. especially since i could have done wayyyy better for cts. &gt;: (( not that im complaining cause like i was kinda surprised about econs hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i think its cause the song playing is just making me feel. i dunno. like blogging? or maybe its cuase i hardly ever blog anw. so now its just like word vomit of everything ive been wanting to say. k not everything. but generally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thought: i really want to play the piano nownownow. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. oh awesome. i love kim jonghyun. he's kinda hot and sorta cute i guess? hahahaa. but i guess he really reminds me of someone. not that i have a thing for that person. just really reminds me of him that's all. hahahaha. especially in my dp. which seriously amuses me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thought: lately. everything ppl's been saying have been so err. i guess one would call it coincidental. but like i dunno think its just my brain trying to find connections. isnt that what the brain naturally does? or maybe im just thinking too much. but oh well. im happier now. muchmuch anw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-400010423611953940?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/400010423611953940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=400010423611953940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/400010423611953940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/400010423611953940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='@____@'/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-4492799842825119733</id><published>2009-07-04T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:53:41.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woahh man damn cheapp.</title><content type='html'>wahahhaha. went out on a hot date with platmates. and whooo. we are such cheapcheap ppl. its kinda amazing. o.o ok first was mega buffet at like sakura. which was pretty cool. mmhmmm sushi. &lt;3 and we spammed it. and all the other food. and like zomg. ice cream. dessert. mmhmmm. yummy stuffs. but whatever i exercised. so yayyy. dont feel guilty ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but err damn random o.o like reallyreally. ok me and jia havent like talkedtalked in a reallyreally long while. so like when we did over lunch its like. WOAHHH overflow. hahaha. like the whole yaoi manga. &lt;3 extremely sexy stuffs. and SAKURAI TAKAHIRO. CLOUD STRIFE. &lt;33333333. omg. k im giving myself goosebumps &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k whatever. like damn cool. we errr talked like crazy about every other manga. random mugger shit jokes and what not. yeahh random stuffs. stuff about JUNIORS. hahaha. omg part bs are taking over. O: its like so fastt. its like woahh. but like gosh. part bs ah. hmm. i have err my worries. heh. like ok lah maybe they improved and stuff. but like alot of problems and what not. kinda worrying. o.o whatever partas damn zai. AS USUAL. cause err duh. look at who are their ncos lah. the coolest ppl in the world. lalalala &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah. then after all the updating and what not. like go take neos. so walkwalk to cine. and err. we didnt feel like spending. so err. heh. we like walked into a booth. and put our camera there set timer. yayy iqah ! &lt;3 whatever. free neos. cheap and good. just err need to check angle what not etcetc. but eh not bad leh the pic ! cause lighting so pretty hahaha. but we err stupidly like chose the booth in front of the counter. so we got like chased out. tskk. and it was dman obvious. heh ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever free neos &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then err. went to the arcade. yayyy our plat always go arcade when go out ^^ ok cept that like we played the demos. like pretend to play anw. and like completely shiok sendiri. then ppl watch then like O: think we damn pro. cause demo damn pro what. but err heh. we actually not playing at all. just like well cheap fun o.o lalalala. IQAH SO PRO WOAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then hahaha me jia shin crashed kino at taka &lt;33 ok lah the yaoi manga section kinda like reduced by alotalot. but i saw cool stuff. like i saw cloud. andd like zomg. cloud strife is hot. like woah hot. like ok maybe as hot as megan fox. and megan fox IS like the hottest you can ever get. (when she's a girl ofcourse) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me of transformers and err. lol. whatever. SHIA LEBEOUF. woahh mann. so hot. oh so hot. &lt;33 lovelove hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k whatever at kino. yayyy. damn cool stuffs. and what not. but i didnt buy anything. cause what they sold i alr had o.o or i alr read. and whatever. so like walkwalkwalkwalk swoon abit then poof to lido. where we err. talked hahahaha. random stuffs. woah so scandalous. and woah so manymany rumours. and err shocking stuff. omg?! hahaha. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to sunshine plaza with jia. o.o cool stuff. tradin cards. manga. merch. woahh. kinda sorta makes me want to collect stuff. but i used to have like collector's stuff like lockheart ring/necklace/chain the whole thing. which was damn pretty btw. which i think actually if not wrong. o.o its jonwah give me O: yeahh. OMG. and zhiyi give me ffkeychain woahhh. prettypretty. then err -poof- i dunno what happened to them. o.o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its ok. i dont err feel very sad(?) about it. cause like although lockheart crest really pretty and what not. its like -.- k whatever i have grudge against tifa. whatever. cloud strife. mineminemine. wtv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah whatever. KADAJ OMG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then err crashed jia's house. then i stole half her collection. ok the non-english ones im errr gonna read them later. see this is like why i take chinese. cause jap manga gets translated to chn faster than getting translated to eng. annoying but true. although like chn manga is like. the names all so weird. and not nice sounding kinda thing. and like &gt;: ((( but whatever lah. jap &lt;3333 whoo. if only i could understand what i read hahaha. its like korean can read cannot understand lalala. oh well ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on.. im so happy with the new list manga to read:&lt;br /&gt;totally captivated vol 1-6 (without 5 but wtv. &lt;333 MOOKYUL EUN)&lt;br /&gt;love pistols. k the name's like horrible but wtv.&lt;br /&gt;hybrid child. i got my baby back. missed you darlingg&lt;br /&gt;little butterfly. heh &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;lamento. its err in jap though but the art's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then woahhh jackpottt. &lt;3 ffviiac postcard collection ! zomg beyond awesome. and dissidia. which is like also as cool ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i dont likee sephiroth. but kadaj ftw !  yeahhh completely satisfying there. with all the manga yaoi love. and finalfantasy oh yeahh. and the err exercising and what not like the whole run around everywhere and stuff. and the heave set of books i carried home. tsk. although arguably jia's house is like err 4-5mins walk from my house o.o wtv. heh. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-4492799842825119733?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4492799842825119733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=4492799842825119733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4492799842825119733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4492799842825119733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2009/07/woahh-man-damn-cheapp.html' title='woahh man damn cheapp.'/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-509700848711263664</id><published>2009-07-03T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T10:04:56.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol. zomg. im sorta kinda. incredibly bored. sososo bored. after cts. whoooo. blehh and then we start studying next week. how sad. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG. I. NEED. TO EXERCISE. BADD. i bet ive prolly gained weight. i blame cts. hmphh. i mean like. hello?! study ---&gt; need chocolate to function ---&gt; gain weight. THEREFORE. study ---&gt; gain weight. and cause study = no exercise since need to mug. urghhh. suckss. shall err go running soon. whatever. =/ although i actually reallyreally hate running o.o but then like. i hate gaining weight more. so weight &gt; running. run lor. T______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. nvm. good thing is that. post cts. zomg. im so glad its over. no more cramming. although like really if we could use an external hard drive to store all the mem we need for each subj and wire it to our brain. mugging for cts would be sooo much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. and cts was err. well like considering you're expected to studystudy for an entire month for 4days worth of tests. pretty fast. and its like. you spend days mugging that one subj. and its over in 2hours. and like you dont even know whether you answered it correctly or not. then you start worrying and calculating in your head the probability of you passing and getting what grade. its all very tiring really. and like i wouldnt mind tests. if i didnt get them back. tsk. oh well. i hope i do well enough ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then. must enjoy the no obligation long weekend. cause its after cts and before lessons. means no need to worry about homework and what not. ok cept srp. which err we pushed to like now to do. when we supposed to do the bulk of it in the junehols. heh. we rock. yayy. its ok. we're efficient as well. whatever. blehh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh butbutbutbut. i need to fix my eating times by nextweek. like omg cause of cts. like i cant eat before cts. cause well no appetite =/ so like breakfast is at like 9am then like lunch is after cts. but then the stalls are all closed. and 7-11's emptied out. and then i study with the guys. WHICH IS ABSOLUTELY RANDOM. AAUAAA. TTAGGG AAUAAA TTAGGG lol its stuck in my head &gt;&lt; so then anw dinner/lunch whichever you consider it. whatever. THE NEXT MEAL is at 7pm. whooo. then err mugmugmugmug dinner/supper/whatever at 11+ hmmms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but like omg i hate sch food. no variety. same three stalls. all fattening. whee. oh so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL LUNCH DATE TMR. HAHAHAHA. havent gone out lunching in orchard in ages. &gt;&lt; miss the place. prime land whoo. oh hot damn. i wanna go shopping. havent gone shopping in AGES. omg. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to buy:&lt;br /&gt;lip gloss. WHOOO BUGIS &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;earrings. T____T yes i lost mine for school. two pairs. boo.&lt;br /&gt;other random accessories. ^^&lt;br /&gt;CLOTHES.&lt;br /&gt;SHOES.&lt;br /&gt;BAG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg. -nodnod- need new clothes/shoes/bag. they're all falling apart. ok mb not the clothes. but like the shoes and bag part. heh. and i got back my $107. ok whatever biang still owes me like $22. tskkkk. see lah youu. ok lah although he did give me the mascara so like yeahh. [which i gave to nazyra anw. -.-] tsk. like she get free stuff aiyoo. and she didnt even go for it. tsktsktsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this feels like such a depressing negative blogpost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ok tmr i shall be nice to joewie. and transcribe his song or sth. or sth. ((: depending on my mood. ohohohoh superr happy today ! finished re-reading manga. namely junjou romantica + totally captivated + liar game. lol i wish new chapter would fasterr come out. hehh. ladeedas. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-509700848711263664?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/509700848711263664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=509700848711263664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/509700848711263664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/509700848711263664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2009/07/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-3308373309923538787</id><published>2009-03-20T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T08:56:01.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOSHHH. its been a long time since ive blogged. hahahaha. actually i dont even know why i stopped. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYY. LOVE IN THE ICE-DBSK &lt;3 piano score &lt;33 heh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i discovered a dbsk-buddy hahaha. aka desirene. yayyy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thought: i have a longing to do loads of random stuffs hmmm&lt;br /&gt;1) walk around orchard road wearing a pikachu outfit [with charmbu in a hamtaro outfit!]&lt;br /&gt;2) try on a lolita outfit -nodnod- &lt;br /&gt;3) try on a jap sch girl outfit. o.o &lt;br /&gt;4) play the piano using a virtual score. [saves paper. but might be abit difficult to pull off]&lt;br /&gt;5) wear an im with stupid -&gt; shirt [lol reminds me of the who's your man shirt hahahaha]&lt;br /&gt;6) sleep on the astroturf in the rain. [i'll probably fall sick afterwards. but i bet it would be nice and astroturf is super cool anw]&lt;br /&gt;7) go to the '14th' floor using the school lift. [and then get stuck in the lift for half and hour whooo]&lt;br /&gt;8) sleep in the tsd room just for the fun of it. &lt;br /&gt;9) walk on the shelter thingy that joins blk a and b. it IS possible to do that. just not very safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i just feel random today. hmmmm. i wonder why. AND WHY MY LAPTOP NO SOUND OMGGGGG. -annoyed- esp when i feel like listening to songs. rawrrr whoo wonder girls &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-3308373309923538787?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3308373309923538787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=3308373309923538787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3308373309923538787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3308373309923538787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2009/03/goshhh.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-7779456727480368443</id><published>2009-01-16T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T02:13:26.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAVE EYEBAGS. :O i need to sleep more. zomgg. oh well. i made new friends. i feel so happy. hahaha ^^ but they're all like random people lol. like the random guys who wanted to find a singer to fill the spot of their ex-member. LOL. so random ! but they're nice people (: oh zomg. i didnt get my electives hhaha. i accidently signed up for those that clashed with my compulsory sessions. hahaha. oh well. ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh today's talk was interesting-ish. cause like the teacher was woahhh. hmmms. harsh much. :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh im so sleepy. see lah biang sms me then woke me up. lol and i realised that i didnt wake up to go back to school. waaaaaaaaa -regrets- and then biang saying about how good the match is. grr. i hope rjadiv wins. &gt;&lt; compared to last year. ZOMGGG. hahahhaa. oh well. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like going back to sleep =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-7779456727480368443?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7779456727480368443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=7779456727480368443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/7779456727480368443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/7779456727480368443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-eyebags.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-7947123013327299440</id><published>2008-12-16T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:35:38.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on zomg. i think im fallen in love with piano all over again. its such a magical instrument. &lt;3 oh wheeeee ! and such lovely music. -hugs piano- haiz. ok im giving myself goosebumps. o.o oh well. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone gimme a grand. &lt;3 meowwwwwwww !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH WE ARE DONE WITH PARTAS PRESENTS. right jiau? kai? o.o ^^ and i returned jia her tc.  TC !!!!!!!! T________________T ohohohohoh. WATCHED FINAL FANTASY ADVENT CHILDREN :O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLOUD STRIFE ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;ZACK FAIR ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;KADAJ ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;RUFUS SHINRA ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. cloud x zack &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;cloud x kadaj &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;RUDE X RENO ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. ok enough pairings. tifa. grrrrr. -.- dont like her. GRRR. lol cloud is beyond hot. cause he's voiced by SAKURAI TAKAHIRO. -jia squeals- lol. ok major fangirling &lt;3 ladeedas !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-7947123013327299440?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7947123013327299440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=7947123013327299440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/7947123013327299440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/7947123013327299440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/on-zomg.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-4152958227857996309</id><published>2008-12-12T23:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T22:09:01.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAYYYY. I LOVE YOU ALL PLATOONMATES &lt;33 and im superrr proud of you STELLA and KAIII &lt;3 haha. MA'AMS ! hahahahahahahahahaha. so funny (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ken's taller. but still cmi short. hahaha :X ok that was mean. tsk. ladeeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. IM DAMN BORED. oh and yayyy jia dled ! haha. T_____T i so wanna sleep now. zomg. lol omg. im damn bored to the point i watched my neighbour paint his house. haha. he gave up. o.o but the house looks a little nicer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. oh and i went out to watch nick and norah's infinite playlist with shenmoo gwen and mavis &lt;33 and ddr afterwards. hahaha. movie so superr cute. hahah gay guys ! lol. quite adorable lah. but no keanu reeves. T_______T THE DAY THE EARTH STOOD STILL &lt;3 lalala. oh well. (: meowww. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT TC FROM JIA. WHOOOOO. MOOKYUL IS LOVE ! (: yeahhhhhhhh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-4152958227857996309?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4152958227857996309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=4152958227857996309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4152958227857996309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4152958227857996309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/yayyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-6704200524728067411</id><published>2008-12-09T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:35:53.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ladeedas. i am back to being bored. seeing as i cant work anymore. blehhh. so now i dont really have much to do. other then well. shopping ^^ heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a new bag for next year ! and shoes ! and hair accessories ! and err clothes. lol i havent bought my sch u yet. =\ tsk. oh and i need more clothes anw (: and errerrr shades to look cool in. yeahh. that's about all i wanna buy now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND WATCH THE DAY THE EARTH STOOD STILL STARRING KEANU REEVES. zomg. hothot ! &lt;3 cept that he's actually really old. but he still looks so young. haiz. -swoons-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms maybe i should go eat lunch now. its 5.30 still pretty early for lunch. [by my standards] usually lunch is at like 6.30-7 (: oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIZ. OMG IM BORED. what am i gonna do with the rest of december. OMG. i just realised sth. ahhh. i cant go out on the 12th with mavis shenmoo they all. :O im going out with platoonmates. [right?] blehh. =\ hmm ok. and tammie's flying off then as well. T___T how sadd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk. everything's clashing. eeee. ok that means that like december wont be so boring after all. T___T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. i want twilight of love by djsteve. T___T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i think everything is related to seven now. haha its so weird. thanks to shemoo who pointed out. like 7days &lt;3 and SE7EN. well seven is a pretty nice number (: oh then there's like sheila on 7. so haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHH. the skirt's so loooong. i just went with my mummy to like go buy school u. lol. alteralter ! haha. im not used to myself in rj sch u though. LOL. oh well. i think it looks ok-ish (: ladeedas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meowww. im hungryyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-6704200524728067411?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6704200524728067411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=6704200524728067411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/6704200524728067411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/6704200524728067411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/ladeedas_09.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-7519983010749586230</id><published>2008-12-05T05:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T07:54:56.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am back from being temporarily insane. and well. my mind hasnt changed..yet anw. its still like what i decided ytd. cause although i was temporarily insane, i was still extremely rational haha. oh and talking to dr low helped lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. TODAY. IS. MY. PAYDAY ! whoooo. monehhhh to spend. on well ice cream. haha. and other things. since we're gonna go out tmr. yayy. omg i havent gone out in ages. loll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. today was interesting. morning shift was normal. mad rush of patients. but its the normal mad rush. ladeedas. i generally memorised where all the meds are. whoo. zomg i feel short. the top shelves are crazy. alot of stretching like a cat like that. =\ oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was boring. like omg 5days and ive eaten all that i can eat. or would eat anw. seeing as im an extremely picky eater. ANW. lunch was cool. haha. im actually really happy working in a clinic. but i am falling sickk. zomg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh. then afternoon shift. omg. we thought we were gonna die. cuase it was the three newbies lah. all the part-timers lol. but nth happened. ok cept that was this part when we thought we didnt have any apo-lovastatin. cause its not with all the apo-___ bottles lol. but whooo we found it in the end. thank god. cause otherwise we wouldnt know where the stock is. =\ eeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended up pretty free actually. lol like absolutely no one. to the point that i was getting bored. :O but oh well. zomg letterbox got alot of things T_____T haha. oh and like at 4.30 zomg. we were all like damn glad that nothing bad happened. lol. otherwise we kena scolded by dr low what. lol. so we all left the clinic. -poof!- then we walked past the front. and realised. that the sign was still at open. like omg. diediedie. some kid flipped it over. and we were like oh shit. cause dr low was alone in the clinic. and the doors were locked. and there's no way for us to flip it. other than to ask dr low to flip it. =\ and errr. that's a badbadbad idea. lol we just knew sth would happen lor. i mean it just went too smoothly lah. no fussy patients. impatient customers. or crazy kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok except this one girl who like cried like crazy when i tried to take her temperature. she ran away, hid behind her mum and screamed dont want. &gt;&lt; and i felt bad. i was just trying to take her temperature ! so then the mother told me to take the temperature of the younger sister to show that its nothing. but well the girl cried some more. so err well. i didnt get to. T___T poor girl. she seems traumatised. ohoh ! some indon came to the clinic. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt chinese :O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes tis finally stuck in my head that librax is for abdominal pain. i always thought it was for gastric =\ and neuzym is for phlegm not some nerve thingy like the name suggest. T__T lol deceiving names. like dexcophan and dhacopan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and some guy wanted to buy 50 espin. =\ why cant he buy 50 circular ROUND pills. lol easier to count with the thinggy. non-round circular pills are like manual counting. and err well they rolled around alot. =\ and i honestly dont think that like orphenadol is big. i think ive eaten pills that big before. but noo people ask for smaller pills lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna eat the banana in room 2. its actually pretty good. lol. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-7519983010749586230?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7519983010749586230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=7519983010749586230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/7519983010749586230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/7519983010749586230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-back-from-being-temporarily-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-4358129614872284384</id><published>2008-12-04T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T06:08:19.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alot has been happening lately. and it has got me thinking. alot. talking to med students and all got me thinking. and then certain things happened and that got me thinking even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i have a headache. but like i feel much better after all that thinking. cause i realised a whole lot of things. and ive generally planned the scholarship i will apply for the uni i plan to enter. haha. paul and mark lol. they helped alot actually. like really. i feel so enlightened now and actually really thankful. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's my last day working. its pretty sad cause its actually really fun. alot of stretching lol. and ive alr memorised where the meds are kept and what they're used for ! haha oh well. tmr's last day which also means payday ! which is good i guess. i need money. i wanna go our for ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUXIANG EAT ICE CREAM WITH ME ! [when you're free]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-4358129614872284384?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4358129614872284384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=4358129614872284384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4358129614872284384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4358129614872284384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/alot-has-been-happening-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-272072240889261386</id><published>2008-12-02T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T06:22:58.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ladeedas. day two at work ! and there was a mad rush of ppl. like cause there was this whole group of ppl who missed their turn then suddenly appeared. so like omg. haha but we got through it. (: ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pouring medicine, capping bottles, finding medicine and pasting the labels. oh but today i got to take temperatures. the thermometer's a little funny. like when we took the temp of this lady it said like 37++ then when dr low took her temp [using the same thermometer] it said 38.9 :O lol. funny thermometer. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i think im falling sick. ladeedas. oh well. doesnt really matter if i need medical attention or not seeing as if anything happens, i am working in a clinic. so its fine. (: lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahh. tmr med students are coming by. [well tmr and thurs] so like dr low's gonna teach them stuff. and she's letting me sit in on the lessons. OH YEAHH. so cause im gonna be there listening [heh!] she's gonna simplify everything and not use so much cheem terminology. dr low's really nice ^^ yeahh lol apparently this week is the last week the med students are gonna drop by. o.o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohohoh. omg there was this really cute smart little boy. [like dexter omg !!!] cept this boy older lah. he came to the clinic by himself. so cute !! &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;there was this superr smart kid&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;[sth like dexter smart]&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;but this kid older lah&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23] says:&lt;br /&gt;eee XD&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;he's like 6-7?&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;but he's damn cute !&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;and damn smart omg&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WHAT&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;he went to the clinic by himself&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;loll&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;like he wrote on the paper his name and nric and registered himself&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;and went to see dr low by himself &lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;[his parents came later to get vaccinated]&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23] says:&lt;br /&gt;heeeeeeeeeeeee XD&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;but its so amazing man&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23] says:&lt;br /&gt;i still love dexter~&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23] says:&lt;br /&gt;me wanna marry him LOL&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;oh you know right&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23] says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont hahaha&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;he didnt want to get a jab&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;all kids are afraid of jabs apparently =\&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23] says:&lt;br /&gt;xcpt you&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;except maybe me when i was young. ive always had a high tolerance for pain lol&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;yeahh&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;but he didnt squirm or fight or scream at all&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;he just like&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;oh ok&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;close his eyes&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;and let dr low jab him&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;then he was like eh? its over&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;then he told his parents [parents just entered the room] i close my eyes and no pain leh&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;then when he was gonna leave&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;he came by the counter and told us that too&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;omg he's so cute &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23] says:&lt;br /&gt;heeee&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23] says:&lt;br /&gt;i wanna meet dexter on my attachment~&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;lol reminds me of the act dao guy&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;aiyo you're hoping he falls sick&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;how mean&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;i hope he's sick this week and not next week BLEH.&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYY DEXTER ! &lt;3 he's damn smart omg. owns jia's brother. wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent seen him in ages. lol ok fine ive only been to the clinic like three times. :X ladeedas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I NEED TO SLEEP SOON. cause im gonna fetch my bro later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-272072240889261386?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/272072240889261386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=272072240889261386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/272072240889261386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/272072240889261386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/ladeedas_02.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-3866953819050861416</id><published>2008-12-01T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T05:53:15.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ladeedas. started work today. first time in ages since i woke up early. :O haha. oh well. and considering i slept at 2am the night before. sleeeeepy. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy. it was pretty cool. superr crowded. helped out with an ecg yeahhh. and did all the normal stuff which i did before. pack medicine. pour into bottles. and paste the labels based on the little bags. ladeedas. urines tests. haha. and oh blood tests. the normal stuff. lalala. at least i got sth to do instead of stoning and wasting my life at home. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of screaming. :O and ppl walking out. so drama. oh well ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahh dr low says i can help her carry out the entire ecg next time. lol. pretty straightforward anw. (: ladeedas. oh and we played around with the thermometer when there wasnt anyone arnd ^^ this thing flashed. blehhh. so apparently i have a fever. hmm. [i doubt so.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then meow. cause its a monday. so many shops close. then all the food sold out. so i was stuck eating mee goreng. omg. T__T it was tasteless. horrible lunch. but oh well. tmr more stalls open so not that bad. meoww. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think pills are such colourful thinggies. &lt;3 ok i really need to sleep omg. T__T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-3866953819050861416?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3866953819050861416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=3866953819050861416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3866953819050861416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3866953819050861416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/ladeedas.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-6629582602812879363</id><published>2008-11-30T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T02:35:33.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meowwwwwwww !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shenmoo's getting a new com :O and then she'll come own me with her new lappy. lol -patpat- your com just misses you alot that's why it crashed. (: gl spending your money though. i have 200k left T____T bugs just arent good actually. esp if gm steals money from you. -.- pfft. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i just realised that my diet is PERFECTLY NORMAL. i mean like if i wake up at 11. lunch should therefore be at 6. and dinner should then be at 11 (: cause i sleep at 3. so it makes sense ! and its not weird. =\ although i need to start waking up early cause of work. heh ! oh meoww need to wake up at 7 tmr. T___T boo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my bro's coming home next wed ! :O after disappearing into the jungles of brunei for three weeks. yayyyy &lt;3 cept i cant fetch him at the airport. cause he reaches s'pore at like 3am on wed. and well. i need to wake up early for work. hmm. i bet he's supersuperr skinny now. blehh -jealous- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kgx has stopped playing soccer. either that or when he does play im too busy at the com. :O T__T i will kidnap him one day and store him in my wardrobe. :X or sth like that. until my mummy finds him and kills me. :O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like eating pasta now. T___T but no. i cant. cause my mummy's disappointed that team asia lost the lexus cup :O grr. and you know what it was sososososo close. it was down to the last match. omata vs kim. blehhh. T____T ended up in a tie. so team international won 12.5-11.5 T_T how sad. i wanted a sudden death playoff. blehh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO WATCH THE DAY THE EARTH STOOD STILL STARRING KEANU REEVES !!!!!! T__T i mean like keanu reeves is hot. and he still looks crazy young. despite well being old. T___T and he's shuai &lt;3 and i wanna eat at slice. T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IQAH I WANT TO GO ICE SKATING TOO. =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-6629582602812879363?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6629582602812879363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=6629582602812879363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/6629582602812879363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/6629582602812879363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/11/meowwwwwwww-shenmoos-getting-new-com-o.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-3463212802295842663</id><published>2008-11-28T02:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T02:54:59.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoooo. i start work next week. yeahh. no more doing brainless things (: which means. that i need to start sleeping at the right time. i feel nocturnal now &gt;&lt; haha. like my bro when he's studying for his exams lol. meowww. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i need to start eating right. i need to stop having lunch at 11pm. and err supper at 3am. T_T blehh. its a miracle how i havent gained weight AT ALL. wahahhaa. when i dont exercise AT ALL. meoww (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and kgx appeared this morning. lalala !~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann. i so crave for peanutbutterchocolate waffles now. with a double chocolate frappe. andandand tom yam ramen. andandand seaweeeeeed. T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and octopus sausage &lt;3 so cute lah pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i just realised how i still havent gotten my report slip T__T aiyo take so long leh. sch ended like ages ago. meowwwwwww. AND OMG IM BORED NOW. i wanna go out eat a mega mcspicy although i for sure cannot finish it. andandand eat ice cream. SHEN MOOOOOOOOOO ! T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shen moo poofed. and now i dunno where she is. AND YES I ATE YOUR FISHYYYYYY. &gt;-----&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meoww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i completed 17episodes of korean drama. feels so proud of myself now. T___T omg im bored. T_________________________T long mouth mood. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-3463212802295842663?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3463212802295842663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=3463212802295842663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3463212802295842663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3463212802295842663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/11/whoooo.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-6180276791704582948</id><published>2008-11-23T21:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:29:03.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLEHHH. HOLIDAYS ARE NOW OFFICIALLY BORING. complete nothingness. cmon. sth interesting happen alr !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dr low still hasnt emailed me. &gt;&lt; -hurt- oh well. lalalala. i should go out with abu ! i owe her brisingr ! [provided i can sneak the book away from my bro] but he's gone for three weeks wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i need sth to do. T_T this is just. killing me. the whole dying of boredom thing. blehhhhh. i cant even play the piano lah. T_T bro got exam. meowwww. im such a sad cat now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wahahahaha i completely daoed biang. i feel mean. but whateverr. KABISHH. i swear i need sth to happen right now. blehh. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-6180276791704582948?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6180276791704582948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=6180276791704582948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/6180276791704582948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/6180276791704582948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/11/blehhh.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-898048433157948511</id><published>2008-11-21T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T01:48:19.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goshh. wow. im like totally completely gone off form today. and i have no idea why. hmm. i dont actually feel sick. and im not particularly depressed or anything. but like. im completely off today. hmm. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no and its not cause kgx didnt play soccer today. although i would be really happy if he did. heh ! &lt;3 hmm. i miss him playing the piano T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;hmm hope i'll be back to normal soon. ladeedas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahh. i just completed resyncing my ipod. so now 25% is eng. the rest is either korean or jap. haha. completely unbalanced. oh well. i still a whole lot left to do. but wahahhaa. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not supposed to be doing this &lt;br /&gt;im not supposed to be like this.&lt;br /&gt;baby i like you like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-898048433157948511?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/898048433157948511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=898048433157948511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/898048433157948511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/898048433157948511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/11/goshh.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-4807796787868811981</id><published>2008-11-18T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T05:07:33.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoooo ! ok i shall finally FINALLY update. haha. yesyes ok.&lt;br /&gt;i found an AVANT-GARDE outfit. but well i dunno whether to buy it of get someone to buy it for me. *ahemahem* oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new crush! SE7EN ok it's mainly cause of like PLEASE COME. &lt;3 haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cham man ee mi weot seo neo eui moh deun geh&lt;br /&gt;Oh rae dwen sa jin sok eh nal poh myo oot ko seon&lt;br /&gt;Go oon neo mpyo cheong deul ga ji cha go na myon&lt;br /&gt;Nae geh roh dol ah ol keo ra go ji kyop keh&lt;br /&gt;Neo reul it ji mot ha neun nae ga deo mi weot seo&lt;br /&gt;Ee jen ta it ceul keo ran ji kil soo doh eop neun yak sok ha go&lt;br /&gt;Neo reul poh naen gi yok eh ja goo nan ji chyo man ka neun deh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dol ah wa chweo meol ji ahn ta myon&lt;br /&gt;Ah jik na reul sarang han ta myon&lt;br /&gt;Ah jik ga ji nan keu cha ri eh neol&lt;br /&gt;Ki da ri go it seo&lt;br /&gt;Ee mi ta reun sarang han ta myon&lt;br /&gt;Peol seo ne reul ta it cheot ta myon&lt;br /&gt;Cho geum man teo gi da ril geh&lt;br /&gt;Teo mi weo hal soo it toh rok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cham oh rae ji nat ji ni ga deo nan ji&lt;br /&gt;Sarang han gi yok eun ta cheon poo teo eop seot teon il cho reom&lt;br /&gt;Moh doo it cheot seo keu reon teh wae ee reoh keh noon&lt;br /&gt;Mool ee na neun ji neo reul man na teon keo ril keol eu myon&lt;br /&gt;Doh him ee deu neun keon ji ee jen ta it cheot ta go&lt;br /&gt;Oo seul soo doh it tan mal doh ha go&lt;br /&gt;Neo eui gi yok ha na doh eop ta go mit go ji naet neun deh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dol ah wa chweo meol ji ahn ta myon&lt;br /&gt;Ah jik na reul sarang han ta myon&lt;br /&gt;Ah jik ga ji nan keu cha ri eh neol&lt;br /&gt;Ki da ri go it seo&lt;br /&gt;Ee mi ta reun sarang han ta myon&lt;br /&gt;Peol seo ne reul ta it cheot ta myon&lt;br /&gt;Cho geum man teo gi da ril geh&lt;br /&gt;Teo mi weo hal soo it toh rok&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neo neun eop neun deh peol seo deo nat neun deh&lt;br /&gt;Neo reul it ji mot ha go ni ga gok dol ah ol keo ra go&lt;br /&gt;Nae geh roh it go it neun keol moh reu go seo&lt;br /&gt;Neol ta it cheot ta mid eo na pwa&lt;br /&gt;Nan ah jik geud ga ji neol mi weo mot ha go keu ri weo ha ni pwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haeng bok ha go sal ji mal ah chweo&lt;br /&gt;Na reul deoh na go him deul reo chweo&lt;br /&gt;Ta shi nae geh oh go ship toh rok&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby baby baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eon jeh ra doh nae ga saeng gak na&lt;br /&gt;Hok shi nae geh roh dol ah ol ga pwa&lt;br /&gt;Eon jeh na nan yo jeon hi ee kot teh&lt;br /&gt;Neol gi ta ri go it seo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh ok. oh well. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;complicated love life. whatever. i love it like that. &lt;br /&gt;yes and kgx was playing soccer outside my house again &lt;3 whoo !&lt;br /&gt;blehh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i renewed my interest in DEXTER &lt;3 currently rewatching season 1 and part of season 2. then moving on to season 3. YES DEXTER MORGAN ! &lt;3 the psychopath serial killer who kills serial killers. &lt;3 oh yeahh. aka the bay harbour butcher. aka the monster with homicidal urges. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's so fascinating lah pls !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm maybe i really like trouble guys. hmm OMG SERIZAWA IS ADORABLE. CAFE LATTE RHAPSODY. oh yeahh. oh and reread totally captivated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I FOUND IT. FINALLY AT LAST COME BACK TO ME. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im really happy today. haha ! muacks. i love you all. &lt;br /&gt;34416912 !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-4807796787868811981?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4807796787868811981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=4807796787868811981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4807796787868811981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4807796787868811981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/11/whoooo-ok-i-shall-finally-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-3283030780935721368</id><published>2008-10-30T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T06:25:48.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LADEEDA. i was a good girl today. i did my climate survey and sl portfolio. FINALLY ! haha (: yayyy &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh so what has been happening recently? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face disappeared on me. ramyia has a theory that a guy tried to bite my face off. so let's stick with that. heh (: ohohoh ! HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAO SHI AND MR SEGARRA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;rachel lim - $10&lt;br /&gt;thashi - $5&lt;br /&gt;csp class - $14&lt;br /&gt;yvonne- $1.80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pay up asap ty !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes today ! SCHOOL INVASION TOUR. it ended up like a rock concert. haha. so funkayyye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SQmyGfnzdMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pzCL8YjEuX0/s1600-h/DSC00503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SQmyGfnzdMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pzCL8YjEuX0/s320/DSC00503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262933464196543682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyy ! picture was taken in the nokia bus haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then some random girl go and press the bell over and over again. -.- never see bus before izzit. never press bell before izzit. GET A LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like zomg. until today i never realised how much i dont like my juniors. like some are nice. like PARTAS &lt;3 but i mean they were bored and lifeless during the concert. like they were covering their ears. elitist bunch of crap. intellectual muggers with no life. whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although fine maybe the music was a little too loud. but we were standing near the speakers we didnt mind. or look bored. -.- or dead. or run out of the hall to escape. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. im itching to play the guitar now. or songs like face down on the piano. i am so in the mood now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok yes anw. got back malay mock. haha funny. melengkapkan teks and imbuhan. whoo. still the same. blehh. kefahaman was laughable. the vocab section was like usual. mcq major drop. ringkasan was memuaskan as usual &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted my double chocolate frappe. heh. didnt get it. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malay os are coming. i want my a1. and i do hope i get it. and if i do, i'll have lots of ppl to thank. heh ! (: oh speaking of which i survived through ri's prelim. so cheeeem. like i was looking up my kamus half the time. and that was like only after reading two paragraphs of the kefahaman. but i think the paper gives you a good gauge of your capabilities for os. and i hope i did well for the paper (: heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp after malay mock turned out like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. lana's interesting. she owned imbuhan and melengkapkan teks. =\ scary much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after malay os there's work to look forward to. esp with a bitch called jia. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes jia, me and lihui are best friends. whoo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh zomg. we crashed their soundcheck. like we went to the hall like at 11.00 when the concert started at 11.45 heh ! shhh. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we entered through the gallery. [running away from a teacher who was walking around in the hall] yeahh. then the first thing we saw when looked down was a guy sleeping. goshhh. and what looked like a bodybag beside him =\ freaky muchh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH. nazyra sang to the guy. haha. no not the sleeping guy. but this other guy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOHOHOH. i saw a guy who looked just like L. whoooo. and he was wearing like a white shirt. and slightly worn out shoes... LIKE L. haha. cept he needs to wear like longsleeved shirt to look like L. and L's hair is slightly crazier. but its pretty close. and he wore BRACES. awwwww so cute ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok off to write lenny my last letter before i officially graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[omg i feel so liberated right now !]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-3283030780935721368?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3283030780935721368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=3283030780935721368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3283030780935721368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3283030780935721368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/10/ladeeda.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SQmyGfnzdMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pzCL8YjEuX0/s72-c/DSC00503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-8329841839439327969</id><published>2008-10-25T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T07:46:46.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ladeedas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY ! matriculation at rj. haha. random muchh. &lt;br /&gt;saw gan ! haha. at the tsd room. why am i not surprised. gosh he is such a lit freak. oh well. he was supposed to like show us around rj. [we as in me and nazyra] but like he didnt in the end. cause jia and zan was there. and aiya usual crap shit lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jia is seriously retarded. which is why my hobby is calling her bitch haha. [nazyra should know that by now. but whatever its damn fun. and we're working at dr low's clinic together ! yayyyy &lt;3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya me and jia have this love-hate relationship going on. so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;and as of today. my darlingdarlingdarlingdarling HYBRID CHILD is going to jia. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[oh lol nazyra's talking to me online. DAMN SHE IS DENSE. HOW LONG DOES IT TAKE HER TO REALISE IT. OMG. haha. like the whole world realises it before she does. damn. this is funny.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes darling. go dye your hair blonde and get blue contacts. CAUSE YOU ARE SO DENSE. and no goldfish isnt it anymore. you've promoted yourself from goldfish to dense blonde. haha. damn this is so hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ladeedas. my double date joke about twilight has officially become a date. with two random ppl who may or may not be coming. goshh. nazyra you ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup my hobbies include:&lt;br /&gt;1) calling mj a bitch &lt;br /&gt;2) bullying nazyra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the funnest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NO NAZYRA YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO CHANGE GUY. GO STAY LOYAL WITH YOUR FIRST ONE. BEING FICKLE IS NOT JOB. dont come kope it from me. hmphhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehh. ok whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes hybrid child going to jia. T_T haiz. oh well i will miss you my darling book. &lt;3 muacks. but whatever its all good. jia's buying some new manga. so i can read it yeahh. speaking of which. i feel like rereading totally captivated haha. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh yes matriculation at rj. piano &lt;3 its actually really nice to play. and gan owns me in piano. -jealous- damn pro lah. somemore zan was there. and zan owns. like completely. T_T im damn noob sia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-grows mushroom in a corner-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. then we had batch raya. which was highly fattening. &gt;&lt; note to self: must exercise. must exercise. ok. watched a horror flick at iqah's house. haha. wasnt that scary. but its me. a whole lot of screaming everywhere. esp like cause the ghost appeared then iqah was walking up the stairs. and they saw iqah walking up the stairs so then they screamed. cause like she was like almost 'floating' up the stairs lah. etcetc. crazy ppl lah. with like crazier imaginations goshh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. then like WINTER SONATA &lt;3 damn its such a pretty song. like its korean. but sounds so malay drama. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and iqah's mum stuffed us. A WHOLE LOT OF FOOD. haha. then after iqah's house was fik. OMG. FIK'S HOUSE. haha. i love her siblings so adorable. pretty. AND SMART. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they speak with an accent ! how cool is that lah please. oh lol watched whose line is it anyway? and omg. wayne ! &lt;3 they are so funny. and so impromptu lah. kabishhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ok ladeedas. then aida's house. more food. and GOOD FOOD. goshh. &lt;3 lol watched the price is right. lol. then we chionged to nazyra's house to watch MAJIDE ! haha. i mean i survived a jap game show. oh well. we missed half of it. blehh. T_T and we made a whole lot of noise in the bus. &gt;&lt; tsktsktsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh then yeahh the whole gossip in the car thing. haha. random muchh. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY !&lt;br /&gt;interclass karaoke. we did macarena. ITS IN SPANISH. like omg. its a tongue twister lah. so crazy. oh well. fun anw. the whole class went crazy. melia and tiq are dman funnylah. and rach lim can dance. she's so funky. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo i love my class &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;but gosh we smell of hairspray. and i had reallyreally bad luck for bridge. grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then it was PUNGGOL. we got lost but whatever. thanks to ME we got there anw. yeahhh. ^^ tytyty ! and roy and abu tried loads and loads of dresses. yeahh im like DONEDONEDONE ! for fam whoo &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abu's like some goddess. goshh. and roy well. she looks like a bunny in pink. and i mean that in a good way. haha. roy looks nice in short dresses. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. it was so superr tiring lah. oh and darling nazyra broke a tiara. tsk. ladeedas. i finally paid for my dress oh yeahh &lt;3 and got necklace/earring to match. but im supposed to change shoes now. but blehh. T_T i dont feel like shoeshopping &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh im like going out every other day. its unbelievably tiring. I NEED TO PASS UP MY CHEM LOGBOOK ! gosh. i forgot. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-feels bad-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T oh well. moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY ! [today]&lt;br /&gt;shopping with my mummy yeahh. its always a good thing to shop with my mum lah. i mean she buys all the stuff i want with her money. best way to save lah. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehh i wanna sleep T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-8329841839439327969?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/8329841839439327969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=8329841839439327969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/8329841839439327969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/8329841839439327969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/10/ladeedas.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-3837128316155866271</id><published>2008-10-22T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T06:30:05.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KABISHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dress shopping with melayus is the shit retarded. abu looks good as an spg. esp in shinyshinyshinyGOLDsparkly dresses. (: iqah's sexy. whooo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so blehhh. i feel so exhausted now. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well it was crazy fun. NAZYRA IS SICK. hahaha. oh and yes HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLING. you're finally 16. you still look 12. well, you're like 2cm shorter than when i was p6. (: oh well. -patpat- you're the perfect height for me to use your head as an arm rest. so it's all good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohohohoh. KARAOKE MACHINE ! &lt;3 lovelove. we were so singing our hearts out. but the thing is.. we cant sing. like so cannot sing. im surprised the glass didnt shatter in the gym. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GYM ! hahaa. i finally exercised. [after dunno how long whooo] i feel happy. my 2.4 timing improved. [ok that's cause i paksa myself to run] i so cannot pace myself lah. T_T i need someone to drag me to run faster. otherwise i'll run at some superr crazily slow speed then after 2.4 realise i could have run faster. blehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are so toning our legs. FAT THIGHS. THE HORROR ! &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anw karaoke was retarded. we sang in spanish. [just for the fun of it] like first la bamba then macarena. then like. we realised it was too cheem. &gt;&lt; so we gave up halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and sheila tried to sing in chinese. but it had to be reallyreallyreallyreallyreallyreally slow. otherwise completely cmi. whoo. oh well. we are crazy ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh as usual played bridge. wahahahhaa. i think im hooked on bridge. oh but like. iqah got me hooked onto a new game. go fish. &gt;&lt; blehhh. BLIND BID BRIDGE. its so funny. yvonne called herself as partner. and my intuition fails on me when i deal. cause i get mixed signals from the cards. badbadbad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i when we went dress shopping. I FOUND OUT WHERE MY DRESS WAS FROM. like omg ! haha. and it costs like ~$85? and im renting it at $18. WAHAHAHAHAHAHAA. &lt;3 i hope its still there. hopehopehopehopehope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIY IS A CUTE BUBBLE GIRL. omg. like a innocent bubbly FLOWER GIRL &lt;3 haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yay i like gonna go visit dr low's clinic. wahahha. i hope i get to work there. blehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOHOH. found a cool outfit to wear to nazyra's party at far east. haha. and other so-totally-me stuff at marina square. but after saving $700 i have like not much left to spent. oh gosh. &gt;&lt; nad's bank is suffering from the recession as well !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok outstanding debts:&lt;br /&gt;nazyra - $6.50&lt;br /&gt;moo- $1.70&lt;br /&gt;random ppl whoever you all are for the notebook for lao shi ! -$14.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debts $0.60 have been removed. cause i decided to be nice. ok no actually i just cannot be bothered to chase after them for money lah. although altogether it comes to about $2. o.o blehh whatever lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i feel happier now. haha. like i feel like i have more money. ESP CAUSE I GOT MY ALLOWANCE FROM MUMMY. whoooo. so i have about ~$450. which is still pretty sad. oh wells. =\ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohohoh. bcme ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;haha. gl you all who havent decided on your combi yet ! mr ganesh helped us decide. somewhat. haha. oh today we had some malay talk. T_T no one can ever convince me to take malay lit. NO ONE. haha. i just cannot do malay. as in i would kill myself if i had to go through all that. &gt;&lt; its just painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how you all can take malay lit. honestly, you all are AMAZING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must get my a1. zomg. that's what i keep telling myself. but i never actually put in any effort. im such a bad girl lah. omg. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OH NAZYRA CIKGU WANTS YOU TO PAY THE $2.20 FOR BH AND ALSO TO SIT FOR MALAY MOCK. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh ok. i wanna sleep ready lah.&lt;br /&gt;MUACKS ! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-3837128316155866271?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3837128316155866271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=3837128316155866271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3837128316155866271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3837128316155866271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/10/kabishhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-8566027211709194448</id><published>2008-10-13T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T07:15:20.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ladeeedas. ok the past few days have been cool ! wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK FIRST OF ALL ! NET CARN. we are the champions ! whoooo. 403 OWNS YOU ALL ! haha. :X so yeahh i love my class. i love all you netball players. &lt;3 whoooo. I LOVE YOU JEAN HUI. you sexy scorer you ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muacks &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. it was a really close fight. and we just barely beat 407 and 406. BUT WE DID IT. yeahhh ! CAUSE WE ARE JUST SO AWESOME ! [thanks mr ben!] AND MRS WEE WITH THE POWER HOTDOGS. haha. whooooo. now i can graduate with no regrets. ok fine interclass karaoke. lol. random lah all the pe teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meowww !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so netcarn was cool and funky. and i got tanned. haha. but it was fun. and i think my class is like the coolest class there is lah. AND I DONT CARE OUR CHEER DESERVED THIRD. i mean theirs were 4x longer than what it was supposed to be. blehhhh. ok whatever :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. so anw. we got thrashed by thrashy classes haha. like we lost 5-1 to 402. unbelievable ! haha. whateverrrrrr. although it is funny lah. meoww. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw after netcarn and major camwhoring with the sheild. WHOOOOO. class lunch. well it was a class lunch somewhat. haha. flooded lido. whooo. then after lunch we were supposed to stalk someone. but she appeared without us stalking her. o.o and after we gave up stalking her. we bumped into her again. O.O cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like we all walked around taka area. and like zomg. some random event was happening. and there's like a whole lot of stuff going on lah. pretty cool. like there was touch rug, netball,muay thai, fencing, CAPOEIRA ! haha. so like we randomly tried out stuff. ESP ARCHERY. which is funky. they had a left-handed bow this time. unlike at camp FEAST. blehhh. it was ok-ish. i guess. whooo. totally like ccao lah. meowwws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh so anw. found some place which takes a picture of you and shows you how you look like when you're 60. IT'S GROSS. and beyond disgusting. T_T like no one will look like that at 60 serious. esp us. we will age gracefully and look like pretty grandmas. HMPHHHHHHHHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. then we were getting hot from the heat. so we went in. [saw MODELS. haha] then cause we wanted to sit around the fountain we went downstairs. then saw.. A FASHION RUNWAY. like whoo. by then it was like 3.45 around there. so like we just sat at the seats and waited. the fashion show was gonna start at 4.00 so funky lah. ^^ haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nazyra scared a poor little girl. &gt;&lt; [the girl was PRETTY !] but yeahh. she got scared when nazyra asked to take a photo of her. so she ran to her mum. then her mum came by. ohohohoh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE WAS A GG COUPLE BESIDE JO. haha. pretty funky. took awhile to realise it was gg. cause like one looks damn guy. but yup gg no doubt abt it. haha -shudder-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. THE FASHION SHOW STARTED. and like omg. the models are ADORABLE ! like totally ! &gt;&lt; oh and its cause they're all kids. sooooo KAWAIII ! and we saw shuaishuaishuai guys. omg. MARCUS IS SO ADORABLE ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sososososososososososososososososososo CUTE ! omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then like after the whole swooning over little kids. [DAMN WHY ARENT THEY LIKE 10YRS OLDER. i'd totally date them already T_T] we walked to pull and bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we saw the models walking out. and like WHOOO &lt;3 MARCUS ! so i waved at marcus. AND HE WAVED BACK ! awwwww &gt;&lt; so adorable. [kyaaaaaaaaa!] so we asked his mum if we can take photo with him. awwww &lt;3 we did. loads and loads of photos. damn he's cute. and he's only 9. he's gonna grow up to be a hot guy. for sure. haiz. van was pretty sad cause she didnt get to see her cute guy. and im sad too cause i didnt get to see the other cute guy. haiz. AND VAN HE'S NOT YOURS. hmphhhs. haha. if they were our age or slightly older. we'd fight over him lah. aiyooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNPk6YjCdI/AAAAAAAAADU/Lh_C-7O9QDA/s1600-h/n516274455_799423_6185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNPk6YjCdI/AAAAAAAAADU/Lh_C-7O9QDA/s320/n516274455_799423_6185.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256632685637601746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCUS MARCUS MARCUS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNP1ByK0ZI/AAAAAAAAADc/T0wiPXDuvTE/s1600-h/n516274455_799994_1581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNP1ByK0ZI/AAAAAAAAADc/T0wiPXDuvTE/s320/n516274455_799994_1581.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256632962502021522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other shuai guy. that we didnt get to take a proper photo with. supposedly van's BUT SO NOT TRUE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNQE_AxkfI/AAAAAAAAADk/F4DLG_pzfJc/s1600-h/n516274455_800001_4098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNQE_AxkfI/AAAAAAAAADk/F4DLG_pzfJc/s320/n516274455_800001_4098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256633236635881970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this really pretty girl. SHE'S SO PRETTY. and tall = definitely has a career in modelling. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNQXSXi9_I/AAAAAAAAADs/mJlSn2vkyLc/s1600-h/n516274455_800002_4468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNQXSXi9_I/AAAAAAAAADs/mJlSn2vkyLc/s320/n516274455_800002_4468.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256633551069313010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MODELS. oh-so-ADORABLE ! &lt;3 muacksmuacksmuacks ! featuring shuai guy no.2 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNQohAorPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/v7hvQPrF3bY/s1600-h/n516274455_800004_5291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNQohAorPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/v7hvQPrF3bY/s320/n516274455_800004_5291.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256633847057526002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the models again. featuring MARCUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then well after that. we went to pull and bear. and wanting and jo tried on clothes. you pretty people ! ^^ haha. then went around. ladeedas. then watched abit of the next fashion show. SUPERR PRETTY MODELS. omg. with skinny legs. zomgwtf ! haha. we disappeared halfway through. looking at girls aint our thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the clothes. some are actually really pretty. although if you tried it on it prolly wouldnt look as good as the models. blehhh. that's life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we sat around at the steps talking. haha. more like gossiping about scandals. from our sch. and from other schs. whoo super shiok lah. we are like little goldfish in a bowl. our environment is so unlike other schs. haiz. but its good like that. (: &lt;br /&gt;haha. and we shared superr alot of stuff that we heard from other schs and all. haha. hot topic sehh. (: ladeedas. pretty interesting. cause of that i reach hougang at 7.15 lah. T_T and net carn ended like 11.30? gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dinner with parents. reach home at 10.00 EXHAUSTED. completely drained. goshhhh. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. funfunfun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on sun they all decided to go back to taka to watch the other fashion shows. with GUYS. whooo &lt;3 i didnt go. haha. felt like watching anime at home. reruns of yakitate japan ! anw photos courtesy of wanting ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNUob-WP_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/TuyrKWbDdZU/s1600-h/n516274455_800061_3317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNUob-WP_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/TuyrKWbDdZU/s320/n516274455_800061_3317.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256638243752263666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoooo ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNUx2k8p8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/38mpLPPcd-c/s1600-h/n516274455_800064_4186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNUx2k8p8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/38mpLPPcd-c/s320/n516274455_800064_4186.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256638405512308674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNU-BHkhwI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0BmiDbZJAFA/s1600-h/n516274455_800083_61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNU-BHkhwI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0BmiDbZJAFA/s320/n516274455_800083_61.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256638614500312834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooo asian beauty &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNVIh1f0KI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Hd_TBDasUU4/s1600-h/n516274455_800096_4293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNVIh1f0KI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Hd_TBDasUU4/s320/n516274455_800096_4293.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256638795081568418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala ! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNVVCrOrFI/AAAAAAAAAEc/FKtVTjq4fEc/s1600-h/n516274455_800112_9926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNVVCrOrFI/AAAAAAAAAEc/FKtVTjq4fEc/s320/n516274455_800112_9926.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256639010055302226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ happiness !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k there ! all this while i was watching yakitate japan. like from ep 18 to ep 37 in one day. whooo ! ^^ tytytyty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then TODAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malaymalay. aiya you all ponner lah ! dodoheads. hmphhhhs. got back sji and ri papers. blehhhh. can vomit blood. eyes bleed from the marks. gosh ri is scary and crazy. CRAZY PEOPLE. soff. the malay genius. FAILED the ri paper. like OMG?! urghh. i passed. incredible aint it? but like omg. -eyes bleeding-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz oh well. we got over that. haha. &lt;br /&gt;then principal's address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the merger. i dont really mind the merger. i dont like the name though. =\ oh wells. it seems pretty interesting actually. im really happy rg is staying independent. OH YEAHH !~ haha. we're from a better age anw. ri's still just hoping. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. just a few more months. and its over. haha. oh speaking of which. we [me, syah, abu] counted about 23days till hmt os. WISH US LUCK ! haha. i will get my a1 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES CIKGU I WILL GET MY A1! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ri is scary. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. ladeedas. oh malay was really interesting. esp if you listen to the ppl at the back carefully. haha. now abu's all O.O haha. yeahh. our sch ppl can be like that. there's always people who are like that what. haha. but i guess she doesnt really look the type. OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yes new topic. NAZYRA. tsktsktsktsktsktsk. everyone's like going. I KNEW IT ! cause yeahh it was so totally expected of her. haha. and yeahh compatible height. haha. but he's like just slightly taller than me. gosh its funny. syah couldnt stop laughing. tsktsk. tak baik lah syah ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then many scandals later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, abu and wanting went to cathay to watch EAGLE EYE.&lt;br /&gt;SHIA LABEOUF ! haha. oh well it was a pretty cool movie. alot of action. its so like the normal movies with the evil computer who's too smart for her own good. why are all the evil computers female. hmmm. [like irobot lah !] tsk. but i guess hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. esp if you dont listen to their advice eg: abort recommendation. tsktsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random sji guys. noisy lah you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. after the movie. walked about. went to ps. on the way to ps. WHOOO. sa &lt;3 sa guys are hothothothot i tell you ! haha. muacks &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's all. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-8566027211709194448?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/8566027211709194448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=8566027211709194448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/8566027211709194448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/8566027211709194448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/10/ladeeedas.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SPNPk6YjCdI/AAAAAAAAADU/Lh_C-7O9QDA/s72-c/n516274455_799423_6185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-4303403463954297903</id><published>2008-10-03T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T07:22:29.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like a fat stuffed chicken. i went crazy and ate a double dinner. T_T which is like 4times the amount of food i usually eat in one meal. urghhh. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im fatfat stuffed chicken. no wait. an overstuffed chicken. T_T blehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well today was interesting. let's skip all the way to after sch. (: heh !&lt;br /&gt;like went with nazyra to mj. lol. missed the bus T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err then we missed the bus stop. so we had to walk back. we rock yeahh i know. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. mjc isnt really that big actually. so you cant really get lost. like yeahh. oh well. it was really weird crazy interesting random. all at one go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok with some boring moments in between. I TELL YOU THE PEOPLE THERE HAVE COOL FUNKY NAMES. &lt;3 like ok i mean there's king. which is already pretty cool a name. and then there's our new buddy ! KAY ! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how cool is that?! like his name is KAY. its so cool. his chinese name is ling yi. which is seriously a girl name. so he has a christian name which is KAY. which is pretty sadd cause its not KEI like a jap name. but instead its KAY. but still. ITS COOL KAY. [no pun intended !]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we totally extorted money from hadi. [$2 only though] to buy bookmarks for the visually handicapped. haha. and to buy stuff from KAY. haha. if his surname starts with like O. im so gonna laugh. cause his initials would be like O.K haha. whoooo. hilarious. yes ok. moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err oh wait before that. we went to the library. [part of the random tour haha] and we saw drama. whooo. like ya the drama club. coolcool evil wicked plot. like really haha. but the acting. hmmmmmmm. oh well. must keep comments to myself ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after like watching it. left the library. then walked around abit. saw the GEM. haha. funky doods and dudettes. (: but we got bored after awhile. so we walked on and saw like some guy playing drums. FUNKYFUNKY ! wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to be nice and wave. haha. funnyfunny. i mean why cant we all be nice and wave each other even if we dont know each other. he came up to me to ask if i knew him or not. so i said no. cause well i really didnt ! and he looked really puzzled. awwww. but like really. i just felt waving. oh cmon ! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehhh. nazyra you lost your chance of hiring a drummer. -patpat- yes then we made our way to the canteen where we met KAY. haha. and got money from hadi wahahha. and this is the point in time when like nazyra makes a really stupid mistake. and called hadi..*****. tsk. NAZYRA. i mean one's tall and skinny. and the other's well..not tall and skinny. like reallyreally not. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shant be mean and mention the name. but well. whooo class shirts. xx still muat sehh. wahahaha. :X whoops !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok yes moving on. found the HALL. which is real cool. WHY? cause there's a... P-I-A-N-O ! whoooo. stupid hadi didnt listen to the song i memorised. GRRR. smack you then you know. hmphhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then we got reallyreallyreallyreally bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went by GEM. and met with cool ppl. yj and zm if im not wrong. =\ and well. it was pretty funky. WHOOO GUITARS. shall add that to the list of musical instruments i will master before i die. =\ so far its piano, violin, cello and guitar. that's pretty long T_T boooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH. HE IS SO ADORABLE. LIKE A INNOCENT PURE-HEARTED LITTLE GUY. WHO REALLY ISNT THAT LITTLE. IM LIKE AWWWWWWWWWWWW &gt;&lt; as in he's little in the sense that like he's pretty short for a guy. ok maybe not really short but like. about 170? i think? yeahh. which isnt very tall. but he's soooooo CUTE AND ADORABLE. he's like... CHARMBU. which is so cool. like as in you know the whole blur dodohead charmbu kinda thing. without the random sounds and err the white hair yeahh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT HE REALLY IS LIKE CHARMBU. ITS SOOOOOO CUTE. and like charmbu's a piano genius and he's like guitar genius. im like AWWWWWWWWWW. its like you just wanna pinch his cheeks. [same feeling i get when i see charmbu really] and like you know charmbu when she smiles her eyes get really small. like the whole japanese happy eyes kinda thing. its the same with him. IT. IS. SO. ADORABLE. i wish i had a younger brother like that. its soooooooo cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well he's 18. haha. so its so contradictory. but AWWWWWWWWWW T_T you cant help but feel so AWWWWWWWWW &gt;&lt; blur dodoheads &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but he doesnt look the type who loves yaoi. but well ok fine he's a guy. but i highly doubt he likes yuri either. he just looks so innocent and pure-hearted. awww &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so nice to hear him play guitar too. oh and well yj's not that bad at singing. it was really entertaining lah. i mean like haha i think anyone who can play the guitar is already pretty cool. e.g: SYAH ! haha. awwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i feel like patting him on the head. either that or pinch his cheeks. haha. WAAAAAAAA. sosososo innocent. awwww. nono waitwaitwait it should be KYAAAAAAAAA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ok then saw like random ppl from like pri sch. and madrasah. haha. random muchhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that copycat school. URGHHHH. i dont like you all. stop copying us. fold your sleeves and like colour sama. go awayy lah ! blehhh. HMPHHS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well vs guys. haha. interesting bunch. i cant believe they chickened out from entering the 'haunted house' which i highly doubt was really scaryy. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its me the thick-skinned person whose hand gets tortured by nazyra. blehh. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw AN again. haha. ok he looks a little better today. but not much better haha. i still dont think he's cute. I MEAN LIKE CMON GUY-CHARMBU IS CUTER ! blehh. oh well whatever. an hmm. i think he's just reallyreallyreally not my type. oh well ! an x n is just weird actually. complete personality clash. =\ haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. a good couple would be ! AN X A and errr H X K &lt;3 whoooo. now that is cool. oh and ofcourse SHITO AND CHIKA FROM ZOMBIE-LOAN TOGETHER. lovelove ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really. an x a is pretty cool. cept one of them needs to shrink. or one of them needs to grow taller like asap. cause the height difference isnt big enough. personally, i think a is the seme and an is the uke. cause like an's righteous and so straight and square anw. so ya. but i dunno. a seems like the 'act gay' type. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a case of h x k. k DUH would be the seme. haha. obvious. i mean h is so bully-able. we got $2 from him just like that. haha. ^^ ok but i feel badd about taking his money. T_T now he got no money. awwwwww. but i dont feel guilty enough to like pay him back haha. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-4303403463954297903?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4303403463954297903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=4303403463954297903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4303403463954297903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4303403463954297903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-feel-like-fat-stuffed-chicken.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-4676191954014443698</id><published>2008-09-26T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T06:26:14.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ladeedas. i feel proud of myself today. why? cause i finished both the kertas 2. which im sure is more than some ppl can say. ahemnazyraahem. and on top of that. im 1/3 done with my 1st karangan. still needs load of work. but im still doing malay ! which is a major thing for me. heh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i will get my a1 (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. ok moving on. today was such a rainy day. rainrainrain ! it was pretty depressing. and i bet half of the school got stuck in the rain and the awful jam. oh wells. assembly was cancelled. OH YEAHH. &lt;3 [cause that meant time for me to finish my kertas 2 ^^] which was actually pretty sadd. cause everyone else was playing bridge, german bridge or cheat. or stress. or sth anw. T_T boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. i finsihed it so im pretty happy about it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;so anw moving on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about testimonials haiz. &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;it was really interesting. i know for a fact im gonna miss rg. but i still really wanna just leave this school like asap. i think 4yrs in the same building is far too long. and its a little suffocating. yeahh. oh wells. i actually really cant wait for the year to end. although undeniably this year was a superrr crazy fun retarded funfunfun year ! haha. i love 403 ! &lt;3 its like the craziest coolest class there is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the people in it are crazier and cooler. wahahaha. AND WE WILL WIN NET CARN. wahahaha. like everything in net carn ^^ whooo milo van ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. we are such a guinea pig batch. oh wells. anw it was pretty fun. you know the whole nostalgic feeling. heh. mr ben says we'll all get withdrawal next year from missing rg. haha. funny -.- oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then its card game marathon. as usual. when me and syah team we are undefeatable. ok fine arguably the opponent like bid so crazily high. we didnt need to win much. but oh well. oh and we got lazy with the shuffling and the dealing. so we just threw them all on the table and randomly mixed ti around. and took 13 cards from the pile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS A REALLYREALLYREALLY BAD WAY TO SHUFFLE. why? cause well. i always get bad hands from it. blehhh. no lucky hands today. T_T and poor sheila's cards. its so used now. like just awhile ago they were new and straight and nice. and now its used. and all not straight you know? &gt;&lt; blehh. aida's cards &lt;3 whooo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finally history. seniman bujang lapok. goshhh. i think shaw brothers have cool names. like Run Me Shaw and Run Run Shaw. cool right?? but we didnt get to watch the whole movie blehh. nvm.. FIELDTRIP ! to jalan ampas and the museum. jalan ampas is cool. and you can actually see the buildings that were in the movie itself. which is cool. haha. like you can really see the set. but sadly its a little rundown and all. T_T and old. well yeahh. but still cool to see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the museum has swinging chandeliers. how cool is that!? and the chandeliers are like red. so like it looks like swinging chandeliers that you would find in a gothic mansion. but sadly the walls of the museum are white. and not black. and well it was like 3.00++ when we reached there. so it was totally bright. and not gothic dark. oh well. but it was quite cool to walk under them. you know the possibility of it dropping on you comes to mind (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. oh well. we went into the galleries. and like the stuff there look pretty cool lah. like normal museum stuff. they seriously make full use of mirrors to make the place look a whole lot bigger. like if you only glance at the mirror you would think the room is really big. [that is until you see your reflection ofcourse] and there was a point where mizar just stood by the mirror on the phone and stood perfectly still. he looked almost like a mannequin &gt;&lt; oh but he blended in into the background. cause well he did. oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool stuff ! haha. saw polyester in the fashion gallery. goshh CHEM. which reminds me i have a chem assignment to do. YVONNE ! NICOLE ! oh well. i think polymers are crazy cool (: yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOH ! i just realised i dont have option next week [cept fri] hahaha. like cause mon is my free day. tues we get to leave sch at 10.30 and wed,thurs are sch hols. whoooo &lt;3 although it is pretty sad to come back to sch on fri. i mean like long holiday cmon. oh wells. haha. although pretty sadd to miss philo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our whole block wont be there. awww &gt;&lt; funelas cant point at us when he refers to the muslim. awwww oh well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor rach lim. she'll be all alone. ITS OK ! we're sorry though ! ladeedas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meowww. raya's coming. i cant wait to get money. ok fine and eat cake. goshh. on the bus we were talking about food. T_T made me hungry haha. oh and when we were talking to mr ben and mrs wee about testimonials... sec2s were baking really yummy nice stuff. &gt;&lt; like cause the kitchens are just below us. torture. i want to eat cookies. &gt;&lt; i dont care how fattening. I WANT TO EAT COOKIES. BROWNIES CAKES MUFFINS etc. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh lol tiq's mum is crazy. goshh. she bought like 7 kinds of kuih for raya. baked two more kinds. and got tiq to bake two more kinds as well. that's alot of kuih. haha. my mummy hasnt bought any yet o.o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well yes on the bus. goshhhh. it was pure evil torture. haha. im gonna gain back all my 3.5kg that i lost frm puasa. FOR SURE. &gt;&lt; blehh. meowwwww. nvm moneymoneymoney ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what i shall spend it on. (: blehh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-4676191954014443698?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4676191954014443698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=4676191954014443698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4676191954014443698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4676191954014443698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/09/ladeedas.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-5952686035953422710</id><published>2008-09-25T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T08:16:56.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE KIERAN. for reasons that cannot be named. but yes. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU. you just saved me the trouble of one kertas 2. ^^ haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ok today was cool. haha. nazyra found melon pan. o.o meowwww. math was random. i wanna sleep. but like. math test comingcomingcoming. blehhh. oh wells. after that was pe assessment. heh ! which wasnt really bad ! haha. cause i managed to return the serves. but well. my service is screw-y ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok moving on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;philo options ! goshhh. it was so superrr crazy interesting today haha. like we discussed about the faith [duh!] and like the definition of define. and what is meaningless and what had meaning. what defined this meaning. and the language game. how basically the language is dependent on the game and can only be understood by those playing the game. and it really does makes sense. it accounts for alot. like the origin being the same. but the evolution of religions. like cause of the lost in translation. because language has its limitations. there are things that cannot be translated. or things that lose part of their meaning when it is being translated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it made a whole lot of sense. and we were talking about the whether belief is innate or acquired. and you know what its really hard to come to a conclusion. like are we born with a belief. which is hard to determine. seeing as no one really remembers from the time they were born. then ruth talked about the structure. how babies dont have the capabilities to think and communicate. and also since they are unable to communicate they cannot express their thoughts and feelings. so even if babies have belief from the moment they are born they cannot inform others of this belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then if this is the case, is belief acquired. if it is then there are ppl who just cannot believe because they are unable to acquire this 'skill' and stuff like that. then it moves on to other stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeahhh philo was cool &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was half hour break. between philo and hist. so we were discussing our 'life choices' and we came up with a pretty cool plan. i'll start my own clinic. with abu as my lawyer. syah as my pharmacist. and sheila volunteered to be the cashier lol. sounds pretty cool to me (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it'll work out actually. haha. then like history. so seniman bujang lapok. whooo. tmr's FIELD TRIP ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hist ended at two. i told my mum that i'd go home at 2. but i ended going home at 4.30. lol ! like i watched half of 4bia with batchmates. haha. i think its actually a little crappy. oh well. i mean it wont happen in real life therefore its not scary. but its pretty cool to watch batchmates and juniors scream. i dunno it makes it fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and syah is so superr penakut. she was covering her face with a towel. haha. it was so amusing. let's watch another horror flick together ppl !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then like we played bridge. haha. screwed lah. like i got only card in that entire suit and it was the ace. so i got called. so like lose. haha. happened a couple of times. goshh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when me and syah partner up. its oh yeahh win. haha. iqah is like learning from me. and heck caring. and bidding like crazy. haha. which works to the opponents advantage. cause like they dont have to win so many sets. and like unfortunately i get called. and i only have one card. goshhhh. oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. fun anw. haha. and i jsut started on my malay homework. haha i think my imbuhan improved haha. GUT FEELING. go with your gut feeling. it helps haha. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its getting late. shall sleep. FIELD TRIP TMR ! &lt;3 whoooooooo. oh and i found the score to boston ! shall play for you soon hadi ! JIA YOU FOR MATH TMR. IF YOU DONT PASS IT I'LL SMACK YOU. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. boston is a nice song actually. and the piano score aint bad. but like some parts are just a little boring. cause its just accompanyment. no melody. oh wells. ITS BETTER THAN LOVE SONG. ahem nazyra ahem. ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok SLEEP TIME. oyasumi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-5952686035953422710?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/5952686035953422710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=5952686035953422710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5952686035953422710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5952686035953422710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-kieran.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-4668110332597541777</id><published>2008-09-24T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T08:06:21.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so ladeedas. my green beans are growing. i feel so happy ! yayyyy &lt;3 but i think there's a bit too much polymer. i forgot to take into account the swelling capacity. which is around 200x. and so with about 3g of polymer. alot of gel. heh ! &gt;&lt; oh wells. more green beans to grow then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although im not sure if its saturated or not. considering the fact that like you're supposed to let the gel slide to see if all the water has been absorbed. but well. &gt;&lt; i cant. cause there's too much gel. oh wells. ^^ worse come to worse can cheat off yvonne/nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh speaking of yvonne. -.- YVONNE MY SPECS CASING ! it got kidnapped by her again. &gt;&lt; damn. which means i need to find a new contact lens casing blehh. OH WELLS. oh and she stole another $10 from me. WHERE DOES HER MONEY GO TO? i mean like. she gets more allowance than i do. goshh. oh well. I STILL LOVE YOU YVONNE. so its ok. just return my specs casing tmr. and money eventually (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so ladeedas. played the piano with nazyra today. which was a total workout. love song has the most boring piano score ever. its like the piano part is reduced to 4 main chords. cause its a complete accompanyment. no melody whatsoever. T_T which makes me really bored. heh ! and well yeahh fine i get bored easily. but not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ZOMG I FOUND MIDUHYO ! &lt;333333 whooooo dong bang shin ki ! WHOOOO KIM JAE JOONG !  haha. ok i cant play as well as micky [YET] but haha. im on my way ! oh yeahhh. SO YOU JUST WAIT. i will master that song in no time. [and yes nazyra i will practice my immortal for you to sing to and yes i will memorise love song even if i die of boredom. cause im such a nice fren thank me (:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. i found a whole bunch of scores [which i previously thought i lost heh ! ok fine im superrr disorganised. but oh well] anw. i need to get a new file to put the socres in. &gt;&lt; 40pockets just aint enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. ladeedas. ytd. between philo and hist. major card game marathon. AND WHOO I PWN IN BRIDGE. wahahhahaa. like seriously. [ok no lah. got ppl who are better. but not the point] it was such a serious game. cause like at the start iqah kept touching her cards. but you know there's this random superstition going around about how if you touch/see your cards before the dealer finishes dealing you get bad luck aka bad hand. and well she didnt believe at first. but after losing a couple of times. she didnt even dare to touch the table anymore until the dealer was done.lol. this is called a self-fulfiling prophecy. [see? philo is useful lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. my winning streak ended when syah and iqah won three sets in a row. bleh.. and omg. roy has a superr poker face. [well mostly cause she's so blur she doesnt really know what's happening haha and also cause like she only has two expressions.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya speaking of philo. hmmms. it was really interesting. like yeahh. we are limited by our names. that's why its 'i am who i am' because of the limitations of names. haha which is why funelas cant be a maria. goshhh. he's really funny lah. esp when he started dancing to the new funky bell the other time. heh ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes then history. HISTORY WAS SO CRAP RETARDED CRAZY. it was so superr funn. haha ! like ok. first drydrydry theory. which actually is pretty interesting lah. cause we learnt history in parts. then like mizar just joined it all together. so like whooo. now we see the whole picture. and its like pretty cool lah. like from sri tri buana all the way to founding of singapore with raffles etcetc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw we found out prett cool stuff. haha. like for example raffles created singapore institution aka ri intending it to be the center of education. where all the royalty would send their sons to and also where the rich chinese traders would send their sons to. so its like a school for the rich and well-connected lah. then a bunch of missionaries decided to set up a school for those that werent as well-off. and they named this school....... ACS. yes acs was built intending to be for those who werent rich. and that got us all thinking the same thing: WHAT IN THE WORLD HAPPENED AFTER ALL THOSE YEARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i mean although it is a stereotype and a generalization. it is generally true how acs is flooded with the rich and the well-connected. and to think it wasnt supposed to be this way. which makes sense. since 'the best is yet to be' haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then it was presentations. its graded. &gt;&lt; and errr well. my group. haha funny. (: like cause van pam and wei qi were all busy. i started on the rough draft. and well. the rough draft never got edited and we presented it like that. haha. it was almost laughable to see the measly content. cause well. its a draft &gt;&lt; its ok you three. i still love you all. i dont mind the fact that our presentation turned out sad. haha. anw its not like mizar really minded. [right..? &gt;&lt;] oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. after more drydryry theory... MOVIE TIME. zomg. seniman bujang lapok. haha. it was so crap retarded shit funny. ITS CRAZY. haha. so anw we're continuing tmr. [cause like we didnt have enough time.] oh wells. WHEEEEE. &lt;3 funfunfun ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually think hist options is fun. haha. [same for chem and philo actually] haha ! oh yes chem ! zomg. my sch ended a 9 today. NINE ! &gt;&lt; and i had to stay till 2 or chem. and whoo. mtan wasnt in sch. she's overseas. so options got cancelled. we got a 2wk assignment instead. blehh. oh wells. means two weeks of no chem. which is pretty sadd. cause like chem is crazy funn. but like oh well. more time for other stuff lah. so i shant complain. anw my assignment is with nicole and yvonne ! yayyy &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. oh and today achia was sick. so horticulture got cancelled. haha. in other words, nazyra stayed back for nothing to. oh wells. it was pretty funn anw. SISTERHOOD OF THE TRAVELING PANTS. goshhh. the name itself is random haha. but i only watched the ending. awww apparently yvonne cried during the movie. awwww &gt;&lt; patpat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's like almost as sensitive as me. cause like she cried as much as i did watching goong. IT WAS SO SADD. I MEAN LIKE AFTER ALL THE EHARTBREAKING MOMENTS. THE COUSIN STILL DIDNT GET THE GIRL. which is reallyreallyreally sadd. cause i mean like the cousin is WAYYYY better than the crown prince lah ! cause i mean its KIM JEONG HOON. &lt;3 the bishounen. the awesome cute bishounen ! haiz. nicole prefers the crown prince. oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and coffee prince. haha. cute show really. cause i mean like. it has elements of yaoi. 'whether you're a guy or an alien i still love you' its so sweeet &gt;&lt; and its not just cause its coffee. heh. anw im a tea person. ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes moving on. this morning. i woke up to the sound of bridge. there are only three ways to wake up really. &lt;br /&gt;1) push me off the bed [may or may not work cause well im a heavy sleepy]&lt;br /&gt;2) the sound of a handphone vibrating [no matter how far away as long as its in the room i'll wake up to it. i have no idea why im so sensitive to the sound haha]&lt;br /&gt;3) the mention of the game 'bridge' or people playing card games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well those are the three ways so far. otherwise its reallyreallyreally hard to wake me up. ^^ i mean i can sleep through ppl having nightmares and screaming in their sleep. oh well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we played bridge. blehhh. my luck changed today. oh wells. today's such a cold day dont you think. all the rain. blehhh. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohohohohoh ! i feel proud to have finally read monochrome factor. ok fine its just the first three chapters but its a start ! haha. yeahhhh &lt;3 and i reread junjou karen, junjou romantica, bukiyou na silent, silver diamond, totally captivated,time lag and rustblaster.  ladeedas. im still looking for little butterfly ! anyonewho has it. please send to me ty ! omg i just like sent over my coveted yaoi collection to yvonne &gt;&lt; boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND YES. I AM TOTALLY CAPTIVATED BY TOTALLY CAPTIVATED. MOOKYUL IS HOT. like totally hot. &lt;3 jiho's a bloody girl. T_T he looks like a girl acts like a girl T_T and ewon jung is pretty adorable. haha ^^ but still ! MOOKYUL &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which yes brings me back to wondering what my neighbour's name is. &gt;&lt; although yes kgx is a pretty cool name. i wouldnt be surprised if my neighbour is like a lee or a kim. the two most common surnames haha. ladeeedas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. MOOKYUL EUN ! &lt;3 whoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahhh. this friday ! FIELDTRIP !  haha. its gonna be funfunfun. then sat going with nicole and yvonne to look for dresses for fam. ladeedas ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh rawrr i just rmbered. i havent finished my sji kertas 2 or started on my ri kertas 2 &gt;&lt; i still have like soalan c2 and ringkasan left for my sji paper. blehh. KIERAN WHERE'S YOUR ANS WHEN I NEED THEM ! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehh. yes i know im damn malas now. but whatever. &gt;&lt; my brain's on holiday. blehhh. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll start feeling guilty tmr and do it eventually. i think? &gt;&lt; i dunno lah. aiya. &gt;&lt; i dont feel like studying anymore. booo &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im getting sleepy. shall type out the rest some other time. ^^ ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;and MEOWWW. [oh i influenced hadi now he roarrrrs haha which is undeniably the masculing ver. of meowwww. WAHHAHAHAHA. and now he's mugging. also from my influence oh yeahhh.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SPEAKING OF WHICH ! jiayou for promos ! ^^ you will pass lah you dodohead. [provided you study for it and you will. or i will strangle you. and yes i can reach your neck cause you're not that much taller than me. (:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok yes. i shall go sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-4668110332597541777?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4668110332597541777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=4668110332597541777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4668110332597541777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4668110332597541777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok-so-ladeedas.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-3447072330541229640</id><published>2008-09-21T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T06:00:07.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meowwwww. whooo i have officially lost 3.5kg (: oh yeahhh &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehh. VAN, PAM AND WEI QI ! history howhowhow?? blehh. oh and chem logbook is due next tues. err and malay was due last fri. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehh. i should start doing homework. oh meoww. nvm tmrlah. [although i said that ytd but whatever] meowwww. T_T i feel kinda boredd now. hmms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ NIT ! SMPPPPPPPPPP we were supposed to meet prof toh. like ages ago.. hmmm. (:(: oh wells. anwanwanwanw. at ep 20 of special a. i swear its taking me forever to watch it. i keep getting distracted. andandand. TOTALLY CAPTIVATED. oh and got the dcd of hybrid child from mj. [wahahahaha i feel like never returning it to her. WAHAHAHAHAHHAA. oh i mean HOHOHOHOHOHOHO ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. hybrid child. is heartbreakingly SADD. i mean like. WAAAAAAAAA. yeahh. then constellations in my palm. it was so.. OMG. like the main character some coward who doesnt know how to like stand up for himself. and like do things he actually want. then like you need the random third party aka best fren [who happens to be gay/bi LOL] to like push the story aka force the main character to confess. otherwise. nothing happens. or well. the two main ppl dont get together lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo.. GUYS YOU ALL NEED TO COMMUNICATE MORE LAH. oh wells. (: happy ending. [d-uh!] meoww. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally captivated. its like. omg. like ok cause im used to reading from right to left. then like its left to right. so like at the start. it was abit confusing. can understand but abit jumbled up. until well i realised its left to right. blehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol its kinda funny actually. OK REALLY I THOUGHT JIHO WAS A GIRL. i mean he looks like a girl. the hair everything. and the names look complicated. haha. but ok well its korean. so oh well. [gee, i wonder what's my neighbour's name. hmmmm.] i bet its some coolcool name. although kgx sounds quite cool too. [ok mb not. but whatever]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. time to dl a whole lot of manga. [its faster to read than to watch anw] although sometimes it is nicer to watch. but i guess its better to read then watch. like what im doing with special a. ZOMG. LIKE FINALLY I FOUND THE PIANO SCORE FOR HEDWIGS THEME. oh yeahhhh &lt;3 its such a pretty song heh ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms. maybe i should start studying now. =\ but i got no mood. T_T meowwwwwww. oh got back math. it was ok. (: i guess. blehhh. ladeedas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-3447072330541229640?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3447072330541229640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=3447072330541229640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3447072330541229640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3447072330541229640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/09/meowwwww.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-5899176125850930652</id><published>2008-09-17T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:28:47.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i swear i eat less now. haha. oh wells. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. today was a random day. freeblk then double malay. hohumm. well we played a whole lot of card games. i swear cheat is for those who have poker faces, are really lucky or compulsive liars. oh well. i was so lucky. like i didnt need to cheat at all. [ok cept the last card but whatever] and like lathiga kept suspecting me. wahahahaha. lalalala ! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh so anw i owned. and then we played bridges. winning spree. even though my cards werent that good. but whatever. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then DOUBLE MALAY. i think although its good to have double malay since like you can do full papers during lesson time. but like you can easily lose focus. i mean we dont have long attention spans. oh well. it was fun. in a way. cause like ok at the start we did sji's prelim paper. then we drifted off. and like ppl like liza, sheila, syah, melia, soff and roy started talking about marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol my prediction is that soff will organise her kids. like super crazy organise. like she'll make her kids go for piano, singing, ballet, dance, tennis. and like totally deprive them of a childhood. heh. she's such an organised person anw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well roy a stay-home mum???? lol. dunno lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw at first cg was trying to get us to go back to doing our paper. but well. hehe :D ANW. she joined in the convo anw. so blehh. she was totally entertained by it. i bet we all amuse her. I LOVE MY MALAY BATCH &lt;3 we are such a crappy random retarded batch that makes it all the more lovable (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nazyra DO YOU MALAY HOMEWORK. -.- stop thinking about psychotic neneks. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh we got ri's paper too. heh. a certain someone plans on getting answers from kieran. tsktsktsk. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then after a wasted [generally anw] malay lesson. ALTHOUGH I DID DO QUITE A BIT. not like some others -.- [ahemnazyraahem] went off shopping with nazyra haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are random. ok walking around aimlessly is kinda tiring. but oh well. it was pretty fun still. i want bubble tea ! T_T OH WELL. ladeedas. HARU GOTH WAS OPEN. like zomg &lt;3 i love the atmosphere. its so black red and WHOOO &lt;3 lovelove ! i bet you the $80 top is still there screaming my name. but its like. $80 meowwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYAAAAAAAAAAA !~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. went back to sch. cause had options. 3hour chem. haha. it was prac. one hour theory 2 hr prac. and we're still not done. we needa continue tmr. oh wells. chem was.. interesting. like..we did DISSECTION! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh. but its like dissecting.............................. diapers. =\ cause we needed to extract the polymers and test the absorbency. whooo. it is cool. like it can absorb 100x. it is cool ! and it turns from like a white solid [like salt] to a transparent gel. it is amazing haha. we're supposed to grow green beans in it. heh ! OK I SERIOUSLY NEED TO UPDATE MY LOGBOOK &gt;&lt; okok. oh well. it was fun. poor keshia &gt;&lt; she got 0.1g and 1g mixed up. so like after adding 110ml of water it still wasnt saturated. &gt;&lt; its ok. dont stress !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it requires alot of patience oh well. but it was still reallyreally interesting (: ladeedas. ok i really need to do my work. mtan wants to collect it soon. so yeahh. oh wells. by the end of this week too. ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so anw. after chem. was BATCH BUKA ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooooo. ok this part is just to make nazyra jealous for ditching us to go for tuition (: which im sure syah, abu and sheila will agree with me. ladeedas. so anw we went to the naked fish shoppe. haha. cute name right? anw. it was really cool ! and the lady is sosososososoooo nice. like iqah ordered a set meal which came with soup. and she decided to change the soup to lobster. but she didnt like it and asked the lady to clear it. so the lady asked her if she didnt like it. so iqah said yes. ): [that was after iqah passed it around and everyone tried it. and turned into some mini fear factor thing. its like thick on the lobster. and well. interesting tasting lah. haha] so anw the lady changed it to cream of mushroom for her. so nice right !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when like iqah and soff went to pray. she took their food and placed it in the oven to keep it warm. [cause by then their food was turning cold.] heh. oh well. we were just like completely pigging out. at least me and abu have self-control. ok cept we stole from ppl too lah. mainly iqah and soff. yeahh. wahahaha. oh well. iqah had like 2 appetizers, one main course and 2 desserts. i have no idea how she stores it in her little body. oh well. but she managed to anw. its interesting. ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like there were 16 of us. so we made a lot of noise. camwhore ALOT. haha. and like just went a little crazy and random. and like zaff and diy went to the toilet. the sounds coming from the toilet are just sososososo wrong. lol cause you can hear like zaff giggling like crazy. OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dessert was goooooooood ! &lt;3 lovelove ! ladeedas.  i &lt;3 chocolate. yeahh (: &lt;br /&gt;oh wells. our total bill was like $284.65 heh ! (: we sure can spend alot. and we just like sat in the restaurant for like... 2hours 20mins? heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meowwww. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok tired from all the excitement. omg. tmr is a majorly tiring day. like math and pe. PE, AKA TENNIS ! then two hour philo [mentally draining] then one hour history [also tiring] then two hour chem [more diapers dissection] yeahh. tiringtiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. i need to find time to do chem. goshh. OK TMR I WILL NOT PLAY CARD GAMES DURING MY BREAKS AND FOCUS ON MY LOGBOOK. (:&lt;br /&gt;NAZYRA GO DO YOU MALAY HOMEWORK TY. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok off to anime ! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-5899176125850930652?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/5899176125850930652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=5899176125850930652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5899176125850930652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5899176125850930652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-swear-i-eat-less-now.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-131294591189624660</id><published>2008-09-16T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T06:37:08.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok wheee watching special a [anime] even though like read the manga. all cause yvonne said it was nice. haha. the anime's reallyreally cute. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOO. HYBRID CHILD DCD ! &lt;3 omg. its like waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa !&lt;br /&gt;i think im overly sensitive to like these kinda things. blehhh.&lt;br /&gt;i think im currently a little emotionally unstable from the manga/anime and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ITS SO SADDDDDD. YVONNE IS HARDLESS TO NOT FEEL ANY PAIN FROM IT. blehhh T_T&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. ok now i feel exhausted. hmm. i wonder why. BLEHHH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok up next is totally captivated ! and OMG I READ CONSTELLATIONS IN MY PALM. goshhhh. T_T guys need to communicate their feelings more. (: then everyone will live happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. i will finish watching law of ueki and blood+ reruns. (: yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;i have such a long list. i still have 6 ep of junjou left. hmmms. i wonder what else i should read/watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg. i havent done chem. blehhh. diapers ! lol. oh well. can do tmr during free block. anw i have like a superrr long break in between before chem. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMR BATCH BUKA ! &lt;3 nazyra is a dodohead for not going and going for tuition instead. tsk. ladeeda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg. today's options were amusing. like ok philo is mentally draining for obvious reasons. like yeahh. the whole reasoning. and the assumptions, implications. REASONS.  the diff ppl yet they still have the same machinery hence, if given the same premise, logically speaking, the conclusions would be the same. however the machinery despite being alike are influenced causing the same given premise to mean differently to each  of us and hence causes us to draw different conclusions as the premise changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. anw. it was fascinating all the same. the body and mind are two separate entities working together in synchrony as one. however, the body being physical is limited by time and space which causes our reasoning and logic to be limited. unlike the mind being spiritual and is not limited by time and space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why in the world am i posting about philo. hmms. oh well. (: its gonna be fun. with all the funky ppl in my class. wahahahahhaa. and our group is the crappiest. (: lalala !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then card game marathon. haha. blehh. then finally history. history is turning out to be like lit. analysing sejarah melayu. and looking at the chapters. and seeing the  symbols the meaning and underlying messages. and to think sheila thought for the past 16years of her life that swordfishes really did attack singapore. and that the crown worn by sri tri buana was really just heavy. and not a symbol for majapahit [invasion] or the greatness and sacrifice of the king respectively. incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to think the authors did so much pr to make it more interesting. haha. with all the supernatural elements. ladeedas. and we ended early ! &gt;&lt; whoooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is such a happy day ! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-131294591189624660?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/131294591189624660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=131294591189624660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/131294591189624660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/131294591189624660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok-wheee-watching-special-anime-even.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-4416054662361017149</id><published>2008-09-11T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T06:54:53.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whooooooooo OPTIONS !&lt;br /&gt;and you know what, im pretty happy with my options. wahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so ive had my advanced options so far. cause enrichment starts next week. NOOOOOOOOOOO T_T i feel sadd. i miss philo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ladeedas on wed. major slack day. like math from 7.50-8.50 then from 8.50 to 1.55 FREE BLOCK ! wahahhaa. then chem at 1.55.so we had our first lesson. me and yvonne came early. cause mtan was teaching the class. so yeahhh. oh wells. had about two hours of theory then like one hour prac. prac was retarded crazy FUN. like we made slime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooo slime. it was gooey, sticky, slimy and disgusting. which made it FUN. haha keshia like sits beside me in the lab. so we were making slime together. they didnt have green food colouring. booo. she wanted to make purple. so she mixed the red and blue. it turned out well.. black. haha. so it looked like jam. [cause it was all lumpy and gross] haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw. we were supposed to add the borax solution dropwise and stir it continuously. and well.. we all just kinda attacked the slime with our glass rods. so mtan was telling us to show more tender loving care. [cause if you attack it with the glass rod it becomes more brittle] her slime was like almost perfect consistency. blehh. ours [mine and keshia] looked..quite bad. (: oh and the blue turned green in the process. but like its not a pretty green. T_T oh well still green (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we were supposed to test the slime by like throwing it on a hard surface. crazy wicked fun. good thing is the slime doesnt splat. it just well sticks to the table top. haha. but its really fun to play with. like crazy fun. esp afterwards when we were allowed to make our own slime using random quantities. wahhahahaa. its really fun to play with. its the kind of thing where you can like play with for hours. wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. ok so then today ! we had math again. then pe. GOSH.. im bad at tennis. like horrible. AND IM A BALL MAGNET. every pe lesson i get hit by the ball WITHOUT FAIL. its INCREDIBLE. soccer i kept getting whacked in the stomach. THANK YOU HEIDI. then now its like everyone's aiming for my head. like previously got whacked on the cheek by a tennis ball. and today get whacked by a tennis ball right on the head. haha. i should wear a helmet for the next pe lesson. haha. [but its ok sheila im perfectly fine !] ladeedas. so i partnered yvonne for tennis. im hopeless at it. wahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i did improve [eventually] but like i kinda got a little too excited and whacked it like totally over the wall. [and you know the wall is pretty high] OH WELL. (: we had to go downstairs to pick it up. which required climbing over a mini-hill to get it. WHAT'S THE MINI-HILL DOING THERE ANW. its so random. goshhh. oh well. i dont care. i improved in tennis. hmphhs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sadly we realised we didnt have philo today. cause enrichment options only start next week. which is really sadd. cause i totally love my philo option &lt;3 wahahaha. so anw.. me, kavita, tricia, lathiga, jananii and anusha played bridge hahaha. oh and like there was one game kavita dealed and like anusha got all four aces. T_T so we forced her to wash so we redealed. wahahahahaha. then went out for awhile. i felt superrr sleepy halfway through so i just went back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwanwanwanw HISTORY OPTIONS. haha. it was really amusing. so now i have renewed interest for malay and malaya and singapura. haha. the stuff on the ppt slides are like.. GOSHH. like why are we studying this option? cause we're part of the malay world..like DUH ! &lt;-- that's what mizar put on his ppt. goshhh. anw we had like alot of fun. wahahaha. cause well. when you put alot of malays together interesting things happen. wahhahaa. so now im actually looking forward to the option. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and like our assessment is like an essay, a presentation and a pt. PT. ZOMG. but apparently its not super-complicated cause then it would be super-complicated for him to mark. -.- goshh. but oh well im not complaining. and apparently we're having a karaoke session for one of the lessons. haha. (: oh anw he introduced us to like the states in malaya. and how there were 5 states that are now part of thailand. that kinda thing. and so now they have thai names. and he was telling the malay names. which made a lot sense to us. like patani was actually petani [farmer] so then like the malays were guessing the names of the rest lah. and so we came across satun. hmmm. aida was like. OH SATAN. =\ goshh aida... then there was songkhla which sheila guessed was originally songkok. =\ like i said, when you put a bunch of malays together interesting things happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo roy why you never sit with us. sad lah. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that me and roy chiong for chem. cause well we dont wanna be late. cause like if you are late then you're considered unprepared for the lesson and if you're unprepared then you dont deserve to come to lesson. in other words, she'll make you stand outside class lah. which well me and roy were afraid of. but well, su fen came at 2.25 when class started at 1.55 and nothing happened to her. -.- so oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we just went through a bit of theory on guar gum and borax. and the reaction that occurs between them that created the slime. then it was PRACTICAL. whooo. seriously crazy. we were supposed to make a putty ball from white glue and borax. (: well it was pretty gross. cause like we're supposed to knead and mold the ball with our hands. and well some ppl took it out when it was still mostly liquid. so it just flows out of your hand haha. [which is pretty gross and hard to control] cause well they didnt add enough borax to it. and well. keshia learnt this the hard way. well cause she wanted her ball to be a pretty colour. [it was in the end !] so she added loads of food colouring. which makes sense cause it gets paler by the end of the 'experiment'. but well she added a little too much. so when she tried to knead the ball [well it was more of a liquid anw] it just stained her hands greenish-blue. and well its pretty gross. haha. and so it just splatted everywhere. [so yes, now my pinafore is stained blue and pink]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. it was crazy fun. there were like quite a number of ppl with like colourful pinafores. like mavis had like white all over the front. goshh. but its fun to knead. but like its reallyreally moist so you had to get rid of all the moisture and stuff and like squeeze it out. and well. when you do that, the liquids gets all over your hands and its pretty slimy. haha. but funfunfun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my set 1 turned out quite ok. (: IT BOUNCES. whooo. it bouncing is like a sign of a successful experiment. but the problem is to make it bouncy you have to add alot of borax. but adding too much or alot of borax makes it brittle. so well breaks off pretty easily. you cannot stretch it basically it'll just split cleanly. but you join it back together so its ok. [not like the slime from ytd T_T]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. but it takes alot of time to knead it and dry it and stuff. and in set 1 which consists of water and glue. [set 2 only consists of glue] you have to spam the stirring. like yeahh. stir like crazy to first mix the water and glue. then stir somemore when you add borax. and well if your borax solution is not saturated, then you have to add alot, which means you have to stir alot. so yeahh. stirstirstir. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. it was still wicked fun ! oh and i decided to be nice and like help keshia with her unbelievable blue goo-mess then she created near the sink. basically she poured it out on her to knead before it was solid enough. so it just flowed off her hand and splatted on the sink, around the sink and on the floor. so unlucky careless ppl who try to wash their hands and lean in gets stained by blue goo. and well if you dont look out you'll step on the goo on the floor. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, i tried to help her put borax in the goo on her hands. [cause well, both her hand were like coated in blue stuff and she cant wipe it off cuase it was too sticky so she was using her mouth to pipette borax onto her blue goo.] really funny actually. and whooo me being accident-prone firstly, knocks over my own beaker containing borax. whooo spill ! [it didnt break though so whoo] then on top of that accidentally hits a whole bunch of blue goo flowing off the table and yeahh that's how my pinafore turned blue. the pink was from when i was pouring my own goo in my hand and it spilled. blehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well the thing is its not just the goo that is the problem. because she overloaded it with food colouring, it stained my hands too. hmms. it looked like she had some seriously contagious disease which spread to me resulting in the two of us having greenish-blue hands(: oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's yvonne. well, she tried to add borax to make it more solid. but it refused to like turn into a solid and stayed a solution. so she got annoyed and just dumped all the borax powder on it. well, that's yvonne for you. its so typical of her to do sth like that. in the end she gave up and threw it away and like made slime. oh well. yayyy. it was funfunfunfun. (: and gross and dirty. and well mtan says it cant come off the pinafore. =\ so yayy. but whatever blue is so noticeable when its on blue. -.- haha. its just the pink. =\ hmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem was supposed to end at like 3.55 but well, by then our putty balls were still not very bouncy so like ppl stayed even till 4.15++ haha. but by then i was so superr exhausted and all. so i decided to like go home. (: oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week, we're extracting polymers from diapers. material science never ceases to amuse me. really. haha. (: and mtan's a reallyreallyreally good teacher. she explains really well and she's actually a really fun person. haha. surprisesurprise. (: oh well. we made a huge mess. and well cuase of the food colouring the table top's well blue (: heh. oh well ! ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok off to anime !&lt;br /&gt;yayy SHOUNEN. currently at ep 45 of hunterxhunter. ep 6 of law of ueki. oh wells. when i eventually finish one of them, i shall rewatch blood+ ! i have like a really long list of anime/manga to watch/read. haha. i will finish them all eventually (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok off to WHALE ISLAND !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-4416054662361017149?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4416054662361017149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=4416054662361017149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4416054662361017149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4416054662361017149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/09/whooooooooo-options-and-you-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-4723634227056774325</id><published>2008-09-08T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T05:34:28.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalalala. I WANT A SOUNDPROOF ROOM. and err. a grand piano ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. i just looked up my timetable. and T_T 4.5hrs of free block. like omg what am i gonna do during that time?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. EP 24 OF HUNTERXHUNTER. whahahahahaahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. first day of term 4. physics file !!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. me nazyra and thashi slacked off in the hall. funfunfun !&lt;br /&gt;which is whyy... I WANT A SOUNDPROOF ROOM. so i can play at like 2am if i wanted. wahahahahaha. goshh i feel like i havent worn a pinafore in AGES. lalalalala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;optionsoptionsoptions ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh KABISHH. mj has my hybrid child. which she conveniently lent to yishan. WITHOUT ASKING ME ! grr. blehh. oh well. not that i really mind anw. lalala !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nazyra, come over sometime. and we'll look over your songs ! &lt;3 ^^&lt;br /&gt;and ok mb i really should like.. organize my scores. its getting a little messy. ok fine mb its very messy. not the point really. same difference anw. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will get sadame from charmbu or anusha. wahahhaaha. &lt;br /&gt;crushcrushcrush ! &lt;3 MUACKS ! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-4723634227056774325?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4723634227056774325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=4723634227056774325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4723634227056774325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4723634227056774325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/09/lalalalala.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-3870990254279715410</id><published>2008-09-05T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T06:27:22.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meowww !&lt;br /&gt;finished watching season 1 of vk. wahahha.&lt;br /&gt;reread hybrid child.&lt;br /&gt;watched 20 ep of ouran high school host club.&lt;br /&gt;~5 ep of law of ueki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's still many more to watch. ^^&lt;br /&gt;wheeeee. i feel so happy. like so much time [since i dont have to eat !] and i dont have to study either. oh cept for phy file. hmmmm. shall do that on sun. blehhhh. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's see. my list of things to watch [or re-watch]:&lt;br /&gt;- JUNJOU ROMANTICA &lt;3 yeahhhh&lt;br /&gt;- rurouni kenshin &lt;-- nazyra. heh&lt;br /&gt;- finish up law of ueki&lt;br /&gt;- BLOOD+ RERUNS ! yayyyyyy !&lt;br /&gt;- hunterxhunter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i have time to read/watch all that. T_T&lt;br /&gt;blehhhh. esp hols are 'ending' soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooooo. im done with 26 episodes of ouran&lt;br /&gt;14 ep of hunterxhunter&lt;br /&gt;and 6 of junjou (:&lt;br /&gt;wahahahah and my anime marathon hasnt ended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[it got interrupted by camp rock blehh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the songs are nice and all. but like. WEIRD PLOT.&lt;br /&gt;i mean HELLO?!?!?! duh you'll get found out for lying. DUHDUHDUHDUHDUH. ok whatever.&lt;br /&gt;and nick is wayyyyy cuter than joe. SO HELLO?!? MORE NICK COVERAGE ! yeahh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok meowww back to anime.&lt;br /&gt;oh damn. physics file. shall chiong tmr ! whoooooo ^^ &lt;br /&gt;shall sacrifice sleep tmr morn to chiong phy file. lalalalala !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-3870990254279715410?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3870990254279715410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=3870990254279715410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3870990254279715410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3870990254279715410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/09/meowww-finished-watching-season-1-of-vk.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-2208446980794596943</id><published>2008-09-02T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T05:13:34.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. we so dont have any communication with the sec2s.&lt;br /&gt;like really. blehhhh. T_T oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;i just read through SPECIAL A. haha. so random.&lt;br /&gt;TAKISHIMA KEI &lt;3 lalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;no rewatching OURAN! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOO TWINCEST &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think they're just so adorable lah.&lt;br /&gt;tamaki's soooo in denial whoooo. lalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;HONEY-SENPAI &lt;3 he has flowers floating around his face. how cute is that ! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS OVERRRR. whooo FINALLY. blehh&lt;br /&gt;tmr we're ICE SKATING.&lt;br /&gt;ok before that we have some SUPERRR TOTALLY IMPORTANT ne quiz. and that wasnt even sarcasm. cause if we miss the quiz/fail it we dont get to go to jc.&lt;br /&gt;so yes, its like so totally IMPORTANT. T_T blehhh.&lt;br /&gt;whateverr. ICE SKATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, nazyra i have black gloves for you.&lt;br /&gt;[thank me ! ^^]&lt;br /&gt;NO. i did not dye my ncc gloves black. blehhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i could try ! ^^]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but lalalala. &lt;br /&gt;oh grrr. WE NEED THAT PROPOSAL. blehhh. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meowwwwwwwwwww. i feel like rereading HUNTERXHUNTER. andandandand err. =\ LAW OF UEKI. omg. they are showing reruns. wahahahahahaha. meowwww.&lt;br /&gt;i think im awfully bored now. hmmmmmms. dumdeedums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's nazyra when i want to poke someone.&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala. i should rewatch junjou &lt;3 wahahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;yeahh im really boreddd. whoooooo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumdeedum. eeeeee veoh is taking forever to load. T_T blehhh. why they go licence it. blehhh. meowwwwwwwwww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-2208446980794596943?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/2208446980794596943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=2208446980794596943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/2208446980794596943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/2208446980794596943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-9087838949473982424</id><published>2008-08-29T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T06:20:47.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLEHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so im no longer depressed. whoo. YAYYY YUXIANG. haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;meowww. ok my whole body aches. from the walking the playing and piano.&lt;br /&gt;ok ya so ytd we went out ! whoooooo. it was so spastic-retarded-CRAZY. heh&lt;br /&gt;ok so first ss. blehh. i found myself rushing to write all the points. like there wasnt enough time to write them all. =\ blehhh. then they make us do a survey. blehh. T_T AND THEN got some briefing. torment us only lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever. after that. PARTAYYYYY. whooo.&lt;br /&gt;so we walked to far east. whoo i had the job of making sure charmbu doesnt get lost =\ i seriously need to get her those raito-l-hancuffs. chain her to us like a pet dog. so she wont ever get lost. cause she gets a strand of white hair each time she gets lost. [explains why her hair is dying TSK CHARMBU !]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya blehh. but its rpetty fun to drag her around. she makes such weird noises though. like her own strange language. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok blehh. brunch at lido. nothing much. then we walked back to far east.&lt;br /&gt;VAIN DIVA NAZYRA took forever. [as usual]&lt;br /&gt;JO IS SKINNY. unfairrrrr. lol. like SKINNY. grr. T_T &lt;br /&gt;lalala. i found my new fav shop (:&lt;br /&gt;HARU GOTH. its like red and black. &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looks so cool. haha. and we came just when it opened. whoooo !&lt;br /&gt;but then we had to leave cause like thashi and jo were at taka. so blehh we went there. ladeedas. walkwalkwalkwalk. WHOOO KINO &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought manga. HYBRID CHILD. blehhh. I AM SO GONNA TORMENT MJ WAHAHHAAH. although i already did. and all she could say was OMFGOMFGOMFGOMFG. blehh. so fun to bully her.&lt;br /&gt;actually so fun to bully lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nazyra plans on calling me ice queen. [diaos.]&lt;br /&gt;whatever. ladeedas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw after like superr long i finally decided to buy it. blehh. i dont care its worth it. [but it really is !] like its such a sweet story &gt;&lt; waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa !&lt;br /&gt;blehh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to plaza sing ! ARCADE. oh wait ice cream first. blehh. me and charmbu are like cheap-os. sharing a brownie. wahahahha. CHARMBU DAMN BUDGET LAH. whatever. mango&amp;lychee nice ! (: haha. meoww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i think all our brains died on us. cause we were trying to settle the bill. its unbelievable. whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ARCADE !lol ddr. omg we got like total ddr madness. me and yvonne played till like we were drenched in sweat. then like nazyra tried the drums. SHE IS SUCH A DODOHEAD. cause well she is. -.- charmbu's adorable. blehh she won the mario thinggy. haha. and the picture's cool cause of me. wahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went with nazyra to her math tuition place. so random right? she lives in like clementi and goes to tuition in bedok. lol. but whatever. THAT PLACE IS CRAMPED. it's like cramped. &gt;&lt; blehh. looks fun. i think im gonna work as a tutor [again] when im free. haha. the place is pretty cool lah. cause everyone's mugging MATH. haha. made me feel like doing a paper. but blehh. im lazy. ladeedas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but omg. i think its damn fun to be a tutor. haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;meowww. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehh. wasted trip though. he wasnt there. blehhh. &lt;br /&gt;whatever. i read hybrid child on the way home. and omg love &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. we walked over 10km together. ladeedas. &lt;br /&gt;and then today. piano whole day. fingers hurt. back hurt. arms hurt. whoo.&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to think i improved though. i dunno. &lt;br /&gt;towards the end it started to sound quite bad. i blame fatigue. &lt;br /&gt;blehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. its the start of a lovely holiday. whoooo &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;so HAPPY FRIDAY, HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS YOU ALL !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-9087838949473982424?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/9087838949473982424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=9087838949473982424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/9087838949473982424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/9087838949473982424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/blehhh.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-6253762366737542456</id><published>2008-08-28T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T07:08:44.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams are over.&lt;br /&gt;i should be holidaying.&lt;br /&gt;partying.&lt;br /&gt;having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im so depressed.&lt;br /&gt;and i know its like some stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;and like i should get over it.&lt;br /&gt;and its not like i particularly hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just hurts.&lt;br /&gt;to want something so much.&lt;br /&gt;get so close to it.&lt;br /&gt;and lose it anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a manga.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant even enjoy reading it.&lt;br /&gt;it just like totally killed my mood.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry but i love you. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-6253762366737542456?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6253762366737542456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=6253762366737542456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/6253762366737542456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/6253762366737542456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-8867058603925559690</id><published>2008-08-26T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T04:24:32.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoooooo CHEM. hahahahaha. ok tmr's malay. blehhhh. &lt;br /&gt;lol nazyra polluted my head. POLLUTED. OH I BRought CLaire NO SO Fine. lol her random method to memorise the order on the electrchemistry series. OH I Br Cl NO3 SO4 F. -.- random nazyra.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her thinggum for cations is worse. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;but the oh i brought claire got stuck in my head for chem ! T_T BOOO. &lt;br /&gt;no so fine. just does not make sense. -.- &lt;br /&gt;yvonne is the cutest person everr. wahahhaa. FLURINE. and she forgot how to spell carboxylic acid. YVONNE, GO LEARN HOW TO SPELL.i had to tell her how to spell all the fractions of distillation. T_T blehhhh. ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so glad chem's over. makes me feel like eyas are over. &lt;br /&gt;blehhh. i have no idea what to study for malay lah pls. i mean besides peribahasa. WHICH I MEMORISED READY. whooo &lt;3 blehhhhh. i dont feel like studying why does ss have to be the last subj. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am still trying to convince myself that i love malay.&lt;br /&gt;ilovemalay.ilovemalay.ilovemalay. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and ive given up on getting nazyra to do/study malay. lalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;im surprised my muggerness havent rubbed off on her yet. o.o&lt;br /&gt;blehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. i wanna go out. boo.&lt;br /&gt;and i really wanna go kayaking now. hmmmm. &lt;br /&gt;but i need to drag ppl to go with me lah. T_T&lt;br /&gt;blehh. ALL OF YOU ARE DODOHEADS. boo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i should cut my hair...soon..well eventually anw. =\&lt;br /&gt;its getting long. blehhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg im bored. and there's no one to poke now. grr. &lt;br /&gt;i wanna go shopping. blehhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-8867058603925559690?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/8867058603925559690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=8867058603925559690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/8867058603925559690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/8867058603925559690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/whoooooo-chem.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-1143319648094813299</id><published>2008-08-22T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T04:50:26.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo done with eng p1, bio, phy, MATH, philo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES MATH IS OVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. (:(:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;and i so got math today. yayyyyyyyy &lt;3 so today's a happyhappyhappy day.&lt;br /&gt;but grr eng p2, hist, chem, MALAY, ss. blehhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. omg im like bored of studying. like completely. =\ oh but i think wwii is interesting (: although i was kinda supporting hitler &gt;&lt; i think he's cool. but ya ok he's a little nuts. but whatever. being nuts isnt always a bad thing. and thashi supports hitler too. lol. although it is a good thing that axis didnt win. or well we would be really screwed now. [most probably anw]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. i &lt;3 big bang. im like on a bigbang craze now. which is a really bad timing. cause its distracting me from like studying. BUT BLEHH. omg i so feel like heckcaring next week. T_T but i cant. urghhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to strangle someone. blehhh. where's hadi when i wanna strangle ppl. meowww. dumdeedum. omg. im so boredddddddddddddddddddd. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry but i love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-1143319648094813299?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/1143319648094813299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=1143319648094813299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/1143319648094813299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/1143319648094813299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/whoo-done-with-eng-p1-bio-phy-math.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-8306321215074826412</id><published>2008-08-17T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T07:04:41.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whooooooo i feel high and happy today. heh.&lt;br /&gt;we lost. haha. no surprise. it was a china vs china match anw. ladeeedas. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID MATH. whoo im like generally done with math. just need to do a whole lot of integration. (:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala. i should start studying physics and bio. hmms. omg. im on a total major high today. whooo. i think its the fruits my aunt brought back. i dunno. ladeedas. but whatever. PHELPS YOU ROCK MY SOCKS. whooo. im superr proud of him (and bolt) haha. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meowwwwwwww. i really should sleep earlier today lah. =\ then i wouldnt sleep in the morning. then i'll actually finish tying together partas presents. and actually give jiau her $17.90. &gt;&lt; blehhhhh. but sleeping in the morning's fun. =\ MEOWWWW !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. urgh. exams are coming. i should be studying more. hmms. ahhhh. but i get distracted really easily. [esp with the olympics. urgh !] ladeeda. my daddy's really funny. haha. nazyra should know why. lalalala. but whatever its true lah. NO SPACE. whhaahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok grr. im really high today. WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. and im pretty sure its not cause of chocolates. =\ boo. TWO MORE DAYS. wahhahaha. k nvm. (: i feel random. lalalalalala. CHARMBU'S A DODOHEAD. yayyyy ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tralala. lalatra. POOF !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-8306321215074826412?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/8306321215074826412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=8306321215074826412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/8306321215074826412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/8306321215074826412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/whooooooo-i-feel-high-and-happy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-4958110274114266122</id><published>2008-08-16T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T05:01:20.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ladeedas. i feel accomplished. i did math and chem today (: &lt;br /&gt;[probably will do physics later on. depends. (:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and nazyra understands chem now. yayyy. i should totally get myself a business card like nazyra's bro's wahahahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh anw nazyra came over. lol it was so retarded. ok so we mugged organic chem. haha organic chem's interesting lah. but nazyra's a dodohead. so whateverrrr. ladeedas. we pigged out together. yayy. [and since its with her. i dont feel guilty at all. its exams so blehh. enough reason to eat (:] oh and i finally brought myself to practise piano. [havent been doing that for like the past two weeks. too busy. blehh. what with ord and all.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ok it was badd. lol. blehhhh. note to self: must practise tmr before music lesson. or die. &gt;&lt; ladeedas. oh and chong was being weird. like really. =\ tsktsktsk. and nazyra hates him lol. ladeedas. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-4958110274114266122?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4958110274114266122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=4958110274114266122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4958110274114266122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4958110274114266122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/ladeedas_16.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-684065279355825900</id><published>2008-08-15T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T07:40:11.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ladeedas. ahhhhhh EYAS ARE COMING. like oh goshh. next wed. blehhhhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. happier stuffs. I GOT BACK BIO SPA. whooooo ! i thought i screwed it up like reallyreally bad. the practical and all. and the theory bits. but i turned quite ok. so im kinda happy with it. (: i know i could've done better [aka READ THE QUESTION PROPERLY.] zomg. i swear. i am CARELESS. mrs wee would know lah. 2.1189 ~ 2.19 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. oh wells. today was a crazy science day. chem lunch phy bio. =\ but phy was funny. lalala ! cept that it was from 1.30-3.00 T_T yeahh so we were pretty tired after it all.i swear. eyas are driving us nuts. BUTBUTBUT. after eyas.. &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3 lalala !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh. so anw. in a desperate attempt to relieve stress from mugging. me and lathiga plucked out charmbu's white hair. gosh she's stressed. 70 STRANDS. zomg. and that's like after nazyra plucked out some. =\ CHARMBU RELAX. [and dye hair. seriously.] lalala. oh lately. we've been amusing ourselves with charmbu's hair. i mean cmon. WHY DID YOU GO CUT YOUR BANGS. T_T its so funny now. [not funny haha. but funny weird] yeahh. poor charmbu. and she wanted to keep her hair long. goshh. WHATEVER. MY HAIR LENGTH OWNS YOU ALL. wahhaha. (: cause mine grows pretty fast. anusha's is like hardly ever growing. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. we experimented with anusha's hair. [yeahh we were bored. it was like math.lunch.cle lah] and like math we didnt do much. cause we finished all the syllabus. lalala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg everyone's running down to the canteen to watch olympics. [too bad the tv doesnt have cable] cause they kept showing swimming when gym and swimming are at the same time. blehh. ZOMG ARTISTIC GYM IS COOL. haha. like my mum and i were watching men's art gym. then like they were doing rings. and like my mummy was all. WOAH BICEPS. like superr muscular right they all? haha. then they did floor. and she was like. omg GAY. haha. [and my mummy's homophobic lol.] so she wanted me to change the channel. =\ blehh. didnt really listen. still watched men's gym. its cool what !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. china owns. lol. but its still fun to watch lah. oh and us is so multi-racial heh. lalala. oh and SWIMMING. zomg. phelps &lt;3 aiya he's owning lah. [zomg even my bro knows that he won. and he was at pulau tekong for the past 11days for ns. how in the world did he get hold of the paper. =\] lalala. i think swimming's a cool sport. esp cause im a bad swimmer (: AND IM PROUD OF TING WEN !! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think we've all got the olympic fever lah. but like cannot watch olympics. cause like got eyas. T_T must moderate whatever crap. omg. bad timing lah. OMG ANNIE IS GOING TO WATCH THE OLYMPICS. URGH. -jealous- ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. I DONT CARE ME AND THASHI ARE GONNA WATCH THE OLYMPICS TOGETHER IN LONDON ! (: well that's our goal anw. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg. after phy today was retarded shit random. heh ! cause i mean like syah is stocking up on gossip. and they were having random teacher's day rehearsal. so like we were getting distracted from bio. =\ heh ! [but we did cover stuff !] so we drifted off. bitching session. lol. and like its our favourite topic. loll. aiya. quite mean lah. but whatever. i honestly dont care. cause i mean she drives people nuts.. and its not sometimes lah. its like QUITE OFTEN. zomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. anw phy was retarded. like CHARMBU being the crazy nutty random dodohead that she is. drew a cow on her paper. not a small cow. a HUGE cow. lol. and she had to keep mho away from the cow by pressing her calculator over it. random charmbu. i tell you she is such a complete nuthead. esp differentiation. lol. she makes me feel smart in math. like how nazyra makes me feel smart in malay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. well it wasnt on purpose ! aiya IM SURROUNDED BY DODOHEADS. goshh. and now everyone's like following charmbu's craziness and talking like childish little high-pitched kids. see what you did charmbu. lol. you eccentric chem genius nuthead !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. oh and ya anusha is a PONNER. meoww. oh and i have mega eyebags. i need to sleep. and i need to eat more. studying makes me so hungry. [although alterntively instead of eating more, i could always study less. =\] urghh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;i wanna strangle someone. [just to relieve stress heh]&lt;br /&gt;=\ urgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SKWUmESwHdI/AAAAAAAAADM/_LZY10rF4Bc/s1600-h/DSC00744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SKWUmESwHdI/AAAAAAAAADM/_LZY10rF4Bc/s320/DSC00744.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234753523596402130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: whoo the four of us. candid photo. [courtesy of kavita. who right now has a rash &gt;&lt; poor thing. GET WELL SOON !] charmbu's cam is officially our classcam. well ok not exactly. but like we use it alot. [ok not so much of us] oh but today charmbu [being charmbu] brought the cam without a battery. well done. gj ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a new phone. stella broke mine &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;ladeedas !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-684065279355825900?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/684065279355825900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=684065279355825900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/684065279355825900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/684065279355825900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/ladeedas_15.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SKWUmESwHdI/AAAAAAAAADM/_LZY10rF4Bc/s72-c/DSC00744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-2749299168437803629</id><published>2008-08-11T06:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T07:08:49.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo. wow im posting more than usual (: that's cause im wasting away my holidays. yayy. whatever i already studied bio and malay. oh butbut. beanie's making me like do bio fa. T_T boo. beanie's worse than a teacher. cause she's beanie and can persuade you to do work. blehhh. so i shall do bio fa. later. eventually. =\ before tmr anw. i think? should be lah &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. i just realised sth. we forgot to take down our poster from REMSEA. zomg. we rock. whooo &lt;3 ok like. our first poster disappeared in science centre after sysf. whoo. then need to reprint for water convention. and that poster disappeared as well. so need to rereprint for REMSEA. and now its still there. although i think most probably prof toh would take it down for us rightright? &gt;&lt; aiya. i dont want to reprint again leh. i mean like we already have THREE of the same posters. ok fine there are mistakes in the first one. but like. MEOWWWW !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;eh zomg i just reread my posts &lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;did anyone go back to take down our poster?!?!&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;[but prof toh would prolly keep it or sth right?]&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23]     just like that; says:&lt;br /&gt;LOLLL&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;oh cmon i dont wanna lose another poster&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG LAH.&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23]     just like that; says:&lt;br /&gt;AHHH&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23]     just like that; says:&lt;br /&gt;GO GET IT BACK&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;WASEHH. WE'RE DAMN PRO OMG.&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23]     just like that; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha YEAH I KNOW XD&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;if we reuse another poster&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;nitya is printing&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23]     just like that; says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;then we're all even.&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23]     just like that; says:&lt;br /&gt;I WILL MAKE HER PAY FOR IT FULL &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23]     just like that; says:&lt;br /&gt;I STILL HAVE MY FREAKIN CEREAL UNCLAIMED!&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;aiyo. our rs is supposed to be funded by the sch you know !&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23]     just like that; says:&lt;br /&gt;but this "isnt accounted for in the budget" -.-&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;but it helped us win at ysc&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;and it was used at open house/&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23]     just like that; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;and it wasnt our fault that the sch didnt claim the poster from sc centrre lah&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;dodos.&lt;br /&gt;[c=50][a=1]  [b]savEARTH[/b]   [/a][/c=23]     just like that; says:&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;meowww.&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;and the thinggy getting lost at the water convention!&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;meowww. nitya supposed to email&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meowww. we rock. oh yeah. T_T i dont care im not reprinting. ahhhhhhhhhhh. blehh. eeyer i need to go do bio fa. but i dowan leh. T_T there's only two words to describe us: EPIC FAILURE. whoo !(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-2749299168437803629?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/2749299168437803629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=2749299168437803629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/2749299168437803629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/2749299168437803629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/whoo.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-4918533924961269894</id><published>2008-08-11T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T00:53:51.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok its abt time i blogged abt yesterday. UNCLE'S WEDDING ! haha. its funfunfun. cept i had to help out. and my feet died on me. mummy made me wear heels. =\ oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG. my relatives have like the impression that rg girls are all muggers and look like nerds. heh ! such a random stereotype. i mean i dont think the ppl in my sch actually look like nerds. ok some. but those are scholars. whatever. and stella despite the high socks is a COOL nerd. like the COOLEST nerd there is. so whateverr. RG GIRLS ARE NOT NERDS OR MUGGERS. maybe closet muggers. but not extreme muggers. [ok some are. but whatever]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yayy. now they know (: yayy got to play with my cousins. ok i know why all those guys love playing psp. it gets pretty addictive. so like on saturday after i left stella's house [ZOMG STELLA YOUR HOUSE IS PRETTY !] i went over to my grandma's house. cause my mummy's downstairs helping out with the wedding and stuff. so i played psp. wahahahaha. ok its seriously damn fun. i mean its the kind where you just sit there and play. and like tell yourself i am only gonna play for an hour. and when you finally get tired enough to put down the psp, 4hours have passed. T_T blehh. BUT WHATEVERR. its fun. haha. gahh. there was nothing to eat. so i had to go downstairs and get food. =\ blehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you know me well enough. you would know im not good at talking to ppl i meet once or twice a year. =\ although we are all related. -feels bad- whatever my brother's worse. blehhh. it looked seriously pretty downstairs ! haha. like gold and white. prettypretty ! yayy. my cousin wanted to eat so i had no choice to follow her down. cause she likes to follow me around [she's 10] so if i dont go down she wont eat. and i cant let her starve. [although i dont mind starving myself] so i brought her downstairs. wahahah. got to psp while she eat. [she kinda got boredd of waiting for me to finish playing so she grabbed her psp back T_T] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but cmon its weird. everyone there is like. OMG?!?!? you're nadia?!?! yeahh. =\ weirdweird. so i ran away and hid and played psp while waiting for my cousin to finish eating dinner. saw my uncle ! [the one getting married] haha. he's crazy random lah. he almost didnt recognize me. T_T waaaaa. OH CMON. I RECOGNISE ALL OF YOU. &gt;&lt; waaaa. oh well. then chiong back upstairs. ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i slept over at my grandma's house. which is always really fun. cause my cousins are all really adorable. [esp the younger one. he's 6] he is seriously adorable and shuai. heh. but he's really vain. he'll keep asking his mum to like spike his hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day [sunday] &lt;br /&gt;WEDDING. zomg. tiringtiring. i am not used to heels. cause i dont need to wear them. i mean i would like to think im tall enough. (: [unlike ppl like NAZYRA] wahahahaha. so whatever. no choice gotta wear them. urgh and it rained. boo. so like i tripped twice. which is really badd. &gt;&lt; oh wells. i survived ! and i got paid for helping out (: which is always a good thing. heh ! ^^ so im kinda happy. my cousin wanted to drag me away to play psp upstairs. which honestly i dont really mind. but i'll feel bad taking the money and not helping out. ZOMG. my relatives started karaoke-ing. funnyfunny. [this is actually prolly the first time ive gone to a wedding and actually know the person getting married and like not want to go home within an hour] =\ -feels bad- oh wells. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh another incentive. food's good. fine it's fattening. but its good. whatever. i ve generally stopped caring about whether i gain weight or not. cause lately ive been studying so much that i get hungry all the time. shall go do sth about my weight like after eyas or sth. or i could just like wait till pe in rj. =\ although actually i kinda like running so i dont really mind 6 rounds. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. &lt;br /&gt;and yet another accomplishment ! i finished my kertas 2. (: yayyy. i mean usually i hand up malay hw like 3weeks late? but im guai. i finally did my hw. ok not finally. since lately ive been handing up work on time. ^^ yayy. must be cause i feel bad that cg is so superr nice when we dont hand up hw. [i mean normal teachers would just like  give us detention or sth.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok poof. needa study bio. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;biobiobiobio. i love bio &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;i just added a whole bunch of company songs to my playlist. =\&lt;br /&gt;im missing the company already. &gt;&lt; haha. yeahh the oldies club. (: although generally in ord terms, our ord was an EPIC FAILURE. ladeedas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo you know you love me. wahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-4918533924961269894?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4918533924961269894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=4918533924961269894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4918533924961269894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4918533924961269894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-its-abt-time-i-blogged-abt-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-7131872862665464545</id><published>2008-08-10T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T06:07:11.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok the past few days have been SUPERRRR busy. like zomg BUSY. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok 080808 ! haha nice day right? ORD. whooo. ok actually i dunno if i should be happy or sad. i suppose i'll miss the cca. but like. FOUR YEARS IS ENOUGH. lol. oh wells. let's see. it was nat day celebrations. and we like totally completely partied during the celebrations. i dunno. felt quite fun actually. (: the idea of ord kinda hit us during nat day celebrations. =\ oh wells. WEI TE LOOKED COOL WHOOOOOOOOO ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. so then like ORD PARADE. grr we had to be part of it. ok fine it was pretty short. but like blehh. oh wells. it was kinda interesting i guess. [new way to see ord parade] haha. ohwells. the company 'diam-ed'. so then we talked to them all. nothing much to say to part cs. or bs. then talked to partas ! haha. they are so adorable. they started crying. T_T boo. NOT THE RIGHT TIME TO CRY ! wait for later lah. &gt;&lt; oh wells. talked to them a little. and stuff. they'll turn out to be good partbs lah (: with equally good ncos (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. then went back to ncc room to like CHANGE. haha while the rest of the company wait for us at the void deck for company games. we REFUSED to stay in no.3 wahahahaha. so we're like suaning the company. cause we were so comfortable. (: BLEHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then like we played h20. and then we kinda like didnt want to play company games anymore. so we sang company songs. and like we just kept starting all the songs. like all the songs we rarely sing. haha. then company cheer. WE ! wahahaha. platoonmates legs died. [who ask them to bang. i didnt (:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then chiong presents. zomg. the kittens. THE FACE IS SO SCREWED. &gt;&lt; waaaa ! T_T sorry partas ! meowwww. oh wells. shin was doing her ihg art thinggum. IT IS SO PRETTY ! I DONT CARE WHAT YOU SAY SHIN. IT IS PRETTY. grr. it's about beauty. and its like some robots and stuff. its so cool. ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. then like i went home to bathe. zomg. absolutely no time. the train came late. and the jam. and everything. zomg. so we were late. T_T oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;zomg we had to walk like this superrr long distance to the house. crazy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got there and like zomg. SPONGEBOB. haha im serious. part as look quite. cause they're yellow and pink! andlike pink for PATRICK ! haha. so ladeedas. then we got to the house. really stuffy. like there were candles everywhere. and it was soooooo hot. cause its enclosed. and like no aircon. no fan. we were like OMG. T_T and after the walk. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh wells. we got fans. AND WE GOT THE AIRCON TO WORK. woooo. (: part c anqi is rich. then it was dinner. =\&lt;br /&gt;shant talk about dinner. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. then presents. i dunno i felt ord was slightly disappointing. there was like no mood. like it just felt like a regular training talking to part as. everything was so matter-of-fact. like it just didnt feel like we were leaving at all. which i guess is good. but it isnt in a way. &gt;&lt; haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just weird. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever shall just end here.&lt;br /&gt;haiz just read stella's post. it describes it all. everything and anything that we could have possible felt during the four years. and like now. even now im not sure how i feel about ord. i guess our cca's like no other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. it just got me thinking. &lt;br /&gt;dont feel like blogging anymore. &lt;br /&gt;-poof!-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-7131872862665464545?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7131872862665464545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=7131872862665464545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/7131872862665464545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/7131872862665464545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-past-few-days-have-been-superrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-7655516016057323456</id><published>2008-08-06T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T08:56:28.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok im superrr tired now. presents are sapping all my energy away. doesnt help that i did history fa + surat kiriman rasmi. =\ meowwwws. ok. i think we made good progress today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD JOB YOU ALL! (:&lt;br /&gt;haiz. tmr is yet another long day. in terms of timetable and chionging presents. T_T i think some parts are majorly screwed. T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SO CANNOT SEW. boo. oh after awhile it got prettier ! ^^ and i think it'll look nice in the end. (: so whateverrr. haiz. but its tiring lor. T_T boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG REMSEA WAS. interesting. haha. ok feel bad about some parts. LUNCH WAS GOOD. &gt;&lt; err well. some talks were pretty interesting. ORGANIC CHEM &lt;3 haha. meowwww. i have decided that i love this yr's syllabus. heh (: i mean bio &lt;3 math &lt;3 chem &lt;3 haha. phy is actually pretty interesting. (: so &lt;3&lt;3 ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg. when i left the library i saw partas. o.o how weird right?&lt;br /&gt;hmms. and they took the mrt with me O.o haha.ok seriously sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-7655516016057323456?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7655516016057323456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=7655516016057323456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/7655516016057323456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/7655516016057323456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-im-superrr-tired-now.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-9104137489314092147</id><published>2008-08-05T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T07:48:48.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ladeedas. its a brand new day. yayy. &lt;br /&gt;ok that was random. hmms. ORD PRESENTS. zomg. ok spam the legs. yeahh. WE ARE DONE ! cutting up all the stuff needed. =\ but ok fine. still a long way to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kaii kept adding to list. dunno if can finish by fri or not. &gt;&lt; i think the mainmainbigbig ones can lah. but the others. hmm. oh wells. expect a majr chionging session on thurs/fri. for sure one. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. but actually its pretty fun lah. mass making presents. cept when we realised the templates were wrong. [yayy go kaii ! well done] she spotted it before we actually screwed it all up. phew ! oh wells. tmr's REMSEA. after remsea, chiong presents again. we're seriously short of time lah. and 14 ppl cmon. we're making for the most people. aiya partcncos are all..... -no comment- haha. but partb's presents look cool. haha. (:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART AS WILL BE COOLER. whooo. ok ladeedas. like it's starting to take shape. yayy. although some parts the pattern abit weird [not our fault] but some part sthe cutting abit screwed. ok i cant cut properly. dont blame me lah. =\ not on purpose. haiz. i so wanna post a pic of the presents. but well. cant. T_T urgh. BUT IT IS PRETTY. its gonna be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you. we are all child labourers. slogging away on presents. gosh. haha. HISTORY FA. zomg. ok i need to revise history. okok. (:  ladeedas. i feel weird. =\ like you know the whole want to ord but dont want to ord feeling. aiya. i bet we'll be damn emo on fri. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;ok focus on the happy things. let's see. IM NOT GOING TO SCH TMR. but grr im missing bio. i love bio lah pls ! and i wanna achia's son's name ! &gt;&lt; waaaaaaaa. ok nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superrr duperrrr tired ready. off to bed ! yayy &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-9104137489314092147?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/9104137489314092147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=9104137489314092147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/9104137489314092147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/9104137489314092147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/ladeedas_05.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-3504382865896983538</id><published>2008-08-04T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T07:34:08.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ladeedas. meowww part as got no last trng. boo. oh wells. =\&lt;br /&gt;oh wheeee. we get to pon sch. heh ! yayyy REMSEA. i dunno i think it sounds cool. like zomg i went to print our poster today. GRR. like ok its beside NAFA. so like damn alot of students come by then flood the shop. print this print that photocopy this photocopy that. lalalala. then aiyo. they print our poster. DEFECT. omg. like there was this smudge of ink. cause the paper was crumpled when it was printed. LIKE OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they reprinted. another 30mins wheee~&lt;br /&gt;damn shiok lah watch them print poster. -.- zzz&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever. so i was like getting a little annoyed. i mean my poster there ruined. and like they dont want to do anything. ok fine they busy lah. so have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAITWAITWAIT. omg. i think im damn impatient. but whatever. cmon lah make me wait like 20mins. then finally they come by. then they see the ink. then like ZOMG. WHY LIKE THAT ?!?! you ask me for what. not my fault you go put the paper crumpled. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO REPRINT. wah best lah. wait somemore. urgh. then FINALLY FINALLY. poster printed. and yes, no defects. so whoooo ! FINALLY. omg. wait so long. wah then the guy cut the paper so violent. O.O but whatever lah. he cut damn straight. heh (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo. then got so many ppl looklooklook at our poster. aiyo. i know its pretty lah.no need to read it like that right. pointpointpoint starestarestare. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya. whatever lah. i got it printed. and now its pretty. [well generally anw] i dont really like the colour. but wtv. ladeedas. &lt;br /&gt;but omg lah. we printed THREE OF THE SAME POSTERS. aiyo. first poster poof then still at the sc centre from sysf. until now also dowan collect. wasehh. then 2nd poster kena stolen by the organising committee. then until now also nitya dowan email elaine. best lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so finally third poster. I DONT CARE. WE ARE NOT LOSING THIS ONE OR LETTING IT GET STOLEN OR LEFT BEHIND AT THE SCIENCE CENTRE. zomg. dman ex lah. keep reprinting THE SAME POSTER. damn sian lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. ZOMG. im finally on task. i feel so superrr proud of myself. oh yeahh &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;like yayyy. i feel focused. but damn lethargic. urgh. EYEBAGS. omg. T_T booo.&lt;br /&gt;AND WHY THE SCH NEVER SELL MY FAV ICE CREAM. T_T meowww. ok nvm that was pretty irrelevant. lol eng wasnt so bad today. gender discrimination. omg we were talking like feminists. but then again the topic makes you support females. so lalalala. wtv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently in some countries males are disadvantaged in schools. O.O interesting eh? and you'd think that generally females are the ones who are the victims. hmmmmm. anw. when mr tan says it. it sounds funny. and ok yeahh smelling clothes makes the person look like a paedophile. =\ eeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O omg during lunch we spammed youtube vids. wahahahaha. kid who cant say BLOOD. its not funny. haha. he's adorable. i tell you, kids around that age are ALL adorable. but once they get older. not adorable anymore. UNLESS THEY GO BY THE NAME OF DOMINIC. AND IS SOME SEXY DANCER. &lt;33 whoooo. and HOK IS A CUTE HUMMING BIRD. i dont care what you say. he is a cute humming bird. (: yayyy lovelovelove ! cmon guy dancers are so cool &lt;3 ladeedas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. shall sleep early today. you know, i really think i sleep enough. but i always feel so tired recently. urgh. T_T wtv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-3504382865896983538?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3504382865896983538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=3504382865896983538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3504382865896983538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3504382865896983538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/ladeedas.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-2126861349813398176</id><published>2008-08-02T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T07:45:10.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoooo yesterday was major slack day. yayyyyyyyyyy~&lt;br /&gt;then duh whole bunch of ppl ponned. [no surprise. (:]&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. then mj dragged me off to watch a movie. lols. it got sold out. then we went to vivo. sold out also. WHOOO. yayyy. [cant you sense the sarcasm (:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;anw. aiya. MJ RELAX. -.- although ok i agree with you about them. haha. im stuck between pissed off cause i care. and whatever-ing cause i dont care. grr. cant decide. so im just switching between the two. grr. like some things they do. like ok lah. whatever small thing. i dont need to care. then some things like BULLYING THEM ZOMG. wth?!!? then care lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which.&lt;br /&gt;part as called to ask me how to spell roy's name. lol.&lt;br /&gt;the whole roy's name is spelt ROY'YANI. is so not getting to them. oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly.&lt;br /&gt;i think sec3s hate me.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont really care actually.&lt;br /&gt;as long as they dont poison the food (: then im fine.&lt;br /&gt;aiya i dunno lah.&lt;br /&gt;cause like mrs ho ask me go for speech day. so i turn up.&lt;br /&gt;and i know from platmates how much they apparently get annoyed by us.&lt;br /&gt;aiya facial expression can tell ready lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still cnat believe they dare roll their eyes at their own nco.&lt;br /&gt;tsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;aiya whatever not my problem.&lt;br /&gt;like i said. im stuck between caring and not caring.&lt;br /&gt;cant decide. grr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh. jiaujiau bought materials ready. =\ 5days to finish them all. should be can right?? =\ oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go for scholarship day.&lt;br /&gt;then.... &lt;br /&gt;i got bored. so i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i feel so proud of myself. i finally got myself to actually study. wheee. but im in such a sian mood nowadays. T_T &lt;br /&gt;ohoh. went out with mummy. YAYYY. so new clothes. YAYYY. zomg. i need to go back to studying. T_T boo. &lt;br /&gt;i need to get rid of my eyebags.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-2126861349813398176?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/2126861349813398176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=2126861349813398176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/2126861349813398176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/2126861349813398176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/whoooo-yesterday-was-major-slack-day.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-209926520482948082</id><published>2008-07-31T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T07:40:00.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok lol. im obliged to say this: HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUANG CHUN. yayy ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i said it (:&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. I FINISHED HISTORY PT. ZOMG. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;like the last pt EVER in rg. WHOOOOOOOO and i finished it. FINALLY. after it almost drove me COMPLETELY insane. and EVERYONE got so damn stressed over it. -pats yvonne- &gt;&lt; but yes. FINALLY. whoooo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back math.&lt;br /&gt;better than expected (:&lt;br /&gt;got back english.&lt;br /&gt;WAYYY better than expected.&lt;br /&gt;so im pretty happy now.&lt;br /&gt;just really tired from all the pt-chionging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meowwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;and thashi sounds damn cute talking in malay. &lt;br /&gt;haha. and nazyra.. SOUNDS MALAY. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard from platoonmates about some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmhmmm.&lt;br /&gt;honestly. i dont really care about some stuff anymore.&lt;br /&gt;just a few more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;how dare they bully them.&lt;br /&gt;grr. omg.&lt;br /&gt;omg ya. shopping for materials with jiau and kai. &lt;br /&gt;meowwwwwwww !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ladeedas. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;eyas are coming. wheee.&lt;br /&gt;major mugging session coming up.&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh ! omg. i just read the options descriptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEDICAL BIO &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove !&lt;br /&gt;i mean who can resist dissecting organs.&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe that sounded a little sadistic.&lt;br /&gt;but like cmon ! ORGANS. DISSECTION. MEDICINE. lovelovelove &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and OMG. pharmaceutical chem ! ahhh &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;like DRUGS. cmon. that is so bloody fun lah.&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-209926520482948082?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/209926520482948082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=209926520482948082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/209926520482948082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/209926520482948082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/ok-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-4580724903052524803</id><published>2008-07-28T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T07:32:41.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meoww !&lt;br /&gt;ok i feel bad !&lt;br /&gt;cause like. im letting things pile up. &gt;&lt; ok fine not exactly lah. its just in one subj. aka malay. and i feel bad. cause like its cg ! &gt;&lt; ahhhh she's so nice lah. i mean   normal teachers would have just given us detention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i owe like..&lt;br /&gt;bina ayat&lt;br /&gt;karangan&lt;br /&gt;kefahaman&lt;br /&gt;PT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;tsktsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;yayyy our pt is making progress. yayyyyyy ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had the weirdest dream yesterday. kept me awake throughout the night. GRR. I MEAN HOW CAN CANADA BE THAT SMALL?!?!?!?!?!? urghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonononono. it shouldnt ever happen ! grrrrrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-4580724903052524803?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4580724903052524803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=4580724903052524803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4580724903052524803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4580724903052524803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/meoww-ok-i-feel-bad-cause-like.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-568532718975092730</id><published>2008-07-27T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T07:09:03.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pt update !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far. we are DONEDONEDONE with chem. (:&lt;br /&gt;then there's malay. we have PROGRESS ! yeahh. &lt;br /&gt;hist. progressing really well. but i reread the instructions on the pt. and its so bloody ambiguous. =\ haiz. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love hist. =\&lt;br /&gt;i think i do anw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh. i so need to go running with biang next year. im just getting fatter each day. T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh meowww. chocolate. T_T&lt;br /&gt;i havent even finished phy spa prac. or the karangan. or MALAY PT. T_T meowww.&lt;br /&gt;ok -smacksmack- need to work. =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-568532718975092730?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/568532718975092730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=568532718975092730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/568532718975092730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/568532718975092730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/pt-update-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-2197560636122410513</id><published>2008-07-25T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T07:01:14.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and BOOM !&lt;br /&gt;its the end of the week. [somewhat]&lt;br /&gt;im like so overdosed on PT. i can feel myself exploding. haha. but im pretty ok. i think its going quite well. like chempt is going according to plan. [if we actually had a plan/timeline. heh !]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as in like. its coming together. not as nicely as we'd expect it to. but well. its coming together. the report. is. i dunno. i wouldnt say its driving me nuts. its just getting harder to squeeze it in to fit i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. what else. malay pt. haha. WE. ARE. UNHEALTHY. i mean we're doing melayu dan kesihatan. and like we are so not sihat. the lemak, gula and garam we consume. its making us get hypertension, diabetes. =\ its pretty saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OUR VIDEO CAN PLAY &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;YAYY NAZYRA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then hist pt.&lt;br /&gt;it was driving me nuts. WAS.&lt;br /&gt;no im pretty ok with it. esp after i found out its due on fri and not wed.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well happiness.&lt;br /&gt;eyas are coming. then LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;shall look forward to it (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-2197560636122410513?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/2197560636122410513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=2197560636122410513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/2197560636122410513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/2197560636122410513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-boom-its-end-of-week.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-3545911312908281400</id><published>2008-07-20T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T06:26:49.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like such a slacker. like seriously. T_T&lt;br /&gt;like what have i accomplished over the past week?&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr. ok fine. arguably. &lt;br /&gt;ss pt = done [generally]&lt;br /&gt;hist pt = halfway done &lt;br /&gt;math = almost done&lt;br /&gt;chem = done&lt;br /&gt;bio = done&lt;br /&gt;phy = done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i havent even STARTED on malay pt. i feel so badd. T_T &lt;br /&gt;i need someone to slap me and make me stop slacking. grr.&lt;br /&gt;especially malay. but like. aiya. no motivation. T_T &lt;br /&gt;ok maybe to get like a1 for olvls lah. but like. T_T GRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sadd when i slack cause im not studying&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sadd when i study cause im not playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS UP WITH THIS. grr. &lt;br /&gt;i need to strangle someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's hadi when i wanna strangle someone.&lt;br /&gt;although in real life it would be impossible for me to strangle him.&lt;br /&gt;since he is so BLOODY TALL. grr. &lt;br /&gt;ok now i feel short. MEOWWW. i wanna grow. i mean like 165 is such a nice height.&lt;br /&gt;no actually come to think of it. biang's pretty short. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES! i saw him at 02 campfire. and err. well. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda came 35mins late? so err missed his dance. heh !&lt;br /&gt;IM SORRY ! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;kieran says it was super act cool. and they failed miserably at it and that they werent good at all. but well. =\ biang thinks it was nice. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MET YUXIANG ! HAHA. i think he's pretty adorable. oh well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ladeedas. tmr have trng. ee. T_T&lt;br /&gt;blehh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self: must mug &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-3545911312908281400?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3545911312908281400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=3545911312908281400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3545911312908281400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/3545911312908281400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-feel-like-such-slacker.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-9100207321062630639</id><published>2008-07-17T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T06:07:25.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so today we booked the lab for four hours for chem prac. and well it was pretty screwed. MY GROUP IS CRAZY. save me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly,&lt;br /&gt;we have...&lt;br /&gt;CHILDISH NAZYRA.&lt;br /&gt;who is well, you guessed it.. CHILDISH.&lt;br /&gt;ok so got hold of the cam. and starts filming this whole bunch of stuff. like how i was looking for phenolphthalein. &lt;-- such a long word &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and other random stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;anusha..was surprisingly bimbo. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charmbu. was well. charmbu. blur dodohead. heh !&lt;br /&gt;i think she's seriously crazy. like she talks to herself. but she's adorable. and she's a CHEM GENIUS. a freaky chem genius. oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all went crazy today. like well, kavita suddenly appeared in the lab. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and well, the taping went quite ok today !&lt;br /&gt;loads of takes. and bloopers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh what we did on tuesday. was also crazy.&lt;br /&gt;like well, we tried to electroplate a non-conductor.&lt;br /&gt;so we tried using aluminium powder. didnt work. we just got it all over ourselves and  went home SHINY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anw back to today.&lt;br /&gt;so cause our slots are 10-12 and 2-4&lt;br /&gt;we went out for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;and being girls, we stopped by to look at makeup and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and darling charmbu starts putting eyeshadow on my face. lol !&lt;br /&gt;charmbu is so adorable sometimes. and well, she bought original orange from orange julius. and then after buying it realises that she wants bubble tea instead. and gives it to me for free. amazing aint it. i bet she just got her allowance that's why she's spending so much. i mean she's same person who mistook $100 for $4. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meowww. &lt;br /&gt;such a random day.&lt;br /&gt;and i went home with anusha today. and we were being random and singing random songs like little kids. i think we're seriously childish. heh ! ^^ but it was funfunfun ! ladeedas. my friends are crazy. save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im the only sane one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other three are...&lt;br /&gt;CHILDISH [nazyra]&lt;br /&gt;OLD [anusha]&lt;br /&gt;or just plain CRAZY [charmbu]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which leaves me, the sane one ! yayyy. tytyty ! (:&lt;br /&gt;and nazyra's a dodohead. she's so easy to trick and bully. (:&lt;br /&gt;and anusha and charmbu are my lovely lab assistants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life. is. good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ppl tmr lab at 10 !&lt;br /&gt;dont be late.&lt;br /&gt;charmaine dont come an hour late again. ty (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we 'stole' tape from ppl. whoops !&lt;br /&gt;and we successfully sold copper. :o&lt;br /&gt;whoooo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;oh but the amazing thing is !&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;we did that all being noisy little kids.&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;and no one scolded us.&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;in fact, no one realised that we wasting all the stuff in the lab. =\&lt;br /&gt;xcidon^tnoe.n.idon^tcare says:&lt;br /&gt;so yeahh that's what we did for chem prac ^^&lt;br /&gt;«¦hådí¦» says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha cool&lt;br /&gt;«¦hådí¦» says:&lt;br /&gt;all i did during chem prac was flood the sink and sail a paper boat with a paper frog in it&lt;br /&gt;«¦hådí¦» says:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. im guessing hardly anyone i know actually does pracs in the chem lab. =\&lt;br /&gt;and no one scolded us. really ! =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-9100207321062630639?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/9100207321062630639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=9100207321062630639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/9100207321062630639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/9100207321062630639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/ok-so-today-we-booked-lab-for-four.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-7036775025475675505</id><published>2008-07-15T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T07:36:30.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SHy0VUqfC6I/AAAAAAAAADE/vFEGnfAgDnc/s1600-h/CIMG9765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SHy0VUqfC6I/AAAAAAAAADE/vFEGnfAgDnc/s320/CIMG9765.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223247946260089762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooo !&lt;br /&gt;i finally koped camwhore pics from kaii. heh !&lt;br /&gt;ok blehhh. i so did not get darker from sentosa. grr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anywaysanyways !&lt;br /&gt;i got a kimono. zomgzomgzomg?&lt;br /&gt;haha ! yeahh. I. LOVE. MY. MUMMY. alotalot &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;ok fine its rented. but wtv. heh ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nazyra's jealous i bet.&lt;br /&gt;blehhhhhhh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok and i finally became guai and like sat down and did ss. and SUCCESS ! i came up with a political cartoon. its quite ok i guess. i just cant draw for nuts. =\ oh wells. i shall be guai and study math and do history tmr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALAY PT. urgh &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-7036775025475675505?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7036775025475675505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=7036775025475675505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/7036775025475675505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/7036775025475675505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/whooo-i-finally-koped-camwhore-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SHy0VUqfC6I/AAAAAAAAADE/vFEGnfAgDnc/s72-c/CIMG9765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-5384848917722248017</id><published>2008-07-14T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T07:07:56.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. so i thought of the perfect ord gift. (: wahhahahaha. but whatever. havent told jiau about it yet. but. it. will. be. cool. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought of it cause hadi was reminding me of how i was a hopeless romantic. go away. grr. &gt;&lt; hmphhh. blehh. HE IS SUCH A MEANIE. grr. but well. haha. he takes nice photos ^^ k shant elaborate. whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways. shall leave it here. so i cant ever lose it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you !  [english]&lt;br /&gt;saya cinta padamu !  [malay] &lt;br /&gt;我愛你 ! wo ai ni !  [chinese]&lt;br /&gt;naan unnai naesickirain !  [tamil]&lt;br /&gt;사랑해 ! saranghaeyo !  [korean]&lt;br /&gt;愛してるよ ! aishiteru yo !  [japanese]&lt;br /&gt;el amor !  [spanish]&lt;br /&gt;ich liebe dich !  [german]&lt;br /&gt;je t'aime !  [french]&lt;br /&gt;ti amo !  [italian]&lt;br /&gt;Ik houd van u !  [dutch]&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo !  [portugese]&lt;br /&gt;ฉันรักคุณ ! ch'an rak khun !  [thai]&lt;br /&gt;Te amo !  [latin]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go count the number of languages ! heh (: &lt;br /&gt;ok nvm end of random post !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-5384848917722248017?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/5384848917722248017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=5384848917722248017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5384848917722248017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5384848917722248017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-2862222910667919372</id><published>2008-07-14T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T05:29:40.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i swear i lost weight today (:&lt;br /&gt;whooooo !~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;causecausecause !&lt;br /&gt;firstly, went to sch for some crap survey thing. WHICH IS SO NO POINT. USELESS. grr&lt;br /&gt;waste my life. ANYWAYS. went there and like walked from my house to the mrt station. then suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.M.G! SHIT. I FORGOT MY PHONE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so walk back -.- grr&lt;br /&gt;then got my phone then walk back AGAIN to the mrt. grr&lt;br /&gt;obviously i was late for the survey. but wtv.&lt;br /&gt;BLEHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;it was 15pages of random qns. i was thinking of being evil and screwing up the survey. but decided against it. im such a nice person (: yeahh all politically correct answers lah. but i dont specifically hate anything about our sch anw. =\ i just feel like graduating soon. prolly miss it next year. but i dunno. i feel tired. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. so went to sch. then my mummy told me to buy newspaper for her.&lt;br /&gt;then i rmbered. shit. partas outing presents ! so i had to chiong and buy newspaper and chocs for them. then run to the mrt station. ahhhh. i reached the mrt station at 12 T_T and i was supposed to be at harbour front at 12. so like urgh. half an hour late. grr. bad day. BAD DAY. hope partas like the chocs we bought for them. considering how much i ran around for them. WHY AM I SO TERRIBLY DISORGANISED??&lt;br /&gt;OH WELLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways. met up with kai at harbour front mrt. she was busy reading some funky story waiting for me. OMG. the ride on the mrt. was sosososososo SOOOOOOOOOOOO weird. like cause i got on at hougang. there werent many seats. so i had to sit like right in the middle. but like after outram park. there were LOADS of seats. but no this random guy decided to seat like right opposite me. and im like. oh fine. maybe he likes sitting in the middle. so like dont bother much. then i was like randomly staring at stuff. i was trying to figure out the advertisement. songpsurfind. what in the world is the p doing there anw?? so ya whatever. then like the guy opposite me was just staring at me. im like ok...weird. so whatever. look around again. [this lady has the coolest boots ever !] then like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. THE GUY IS STILL STARING AT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im like what's his prob man.. so i watched you know the little tv thing that shows what you're supposed to do if you suspect some random guy. and even after i watched through the show. HE WAS STILL STARING AT ME. im like WHAAAAT?? &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;so im like whatever. its harbour front. just leave and walk away. so i leave and chiong to the escalator. and im like PHEW ! he aint there no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i waited outside near the control station for kai. and then THE SAME GUY walks past me. and he's like giving me this weirdo smile. im like. err ok..? freaky. much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw. me and kai walked arnd vivo looking for the bk. grr. we got lost. and we refused to like check the directory. but like we found them ! heh (: they were wearing like black shirt and blue shorts. &lt;br /&gt;OMG. kai was wearing our last yr ord shorts. they are just so funky !&lt;br /&gt;so ya lalalalalala !&lt;br /&gt;oh part a priscilla cut her hair. looks ADORABLE. haha. she is soooo tall. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and she has the same hairband as part a lingling ! haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[WHOO OMG SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE? &lt;3 benji is soooo sexy !]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya ok back to our date with partas.&lt;br /&gt;really interesting i guess?&lt;br /&gt;haha. i bet its better than partcncos date with partcs. blehh xP&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahh ok !&lt;br /&gt;back to the date. hmmmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to eat at long johns. FOOD. zomg. like by then i was STARVING. from all the running around mrt stations &gt;&lt; grr. so at first we ate outside. me and kai were like. zomg. that's hot. &gt;&lt; but aiya partas thing. so eat outside lah. haha. omg part a jia xing. is. ADORABLE. she had like this mini-fan thing ! cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[zomg hok is cool ! biang totally crushes him. ok maybe i shouldnt say that. cause biang is decidedly hetero. xP but whatever. HOK IS COOL. oh and ya. you can proly tell that im blogging while watching so you think you can dance. heh !]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. so then eventually we kinda like went back in. AIR CON &lt;3 oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;AHHH WAIT. part a desiree had to leave early. T_T -feels bad for coming late !-&lt;br /&gt;ok so lalalalala. what else happened. oh we went to sentosa ! been there a million times. but oh well. one more never hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE SHOULD TOTALLY HAVE A SENTOSA OUTDOOR TRAINING THERE ! it'd be so funky. then i can like get a hot tan. i hate being fair. esp cause im naturally so superr fair. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw. we got to sentosa. then like kai didnt wanna go on the luge. cmon its kai. she's super afraid of heights. and i should know. since it took me like half an hour to get her down during sec 2 outdoor trng. lol ! but i still love kai. she's cool (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then what ah. &lt;br /&gt;yeahh we walked to beach. whooo. me and kai were feeling hot. so we jumped in yayy.&lt;br /&gt;then we were celebrating part a ling yi's birthday. so yayyy. spray whipped cream on her. then we sprayed whipped cream on part as. wahahahahahha. like we got them to fall in and diam. then WHOOOO. WHIPPED CREAM EVERYWHERE. ok fine lah. some ppl cannot get dirty. so we put on their face, arms and legs. wahhahaha. kai got like so superr addicted to it. so she ate a whole lot of it. its pretty good you know actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then me and kai were like. ok lah. to be fair let them spray whipped cream on us. then right. they tried. but like almost none left. i think me and kaii ate superr alot of it. heh ! xD but it was nice !! grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. then apparently they had more. like. they had NUTELLA. zomg &lt;3 so me and kaii ate a bit. then like the rest got on partas. then we were like. ok fine. to be fair. they can put nutella on us too. so they did. i got so totally molested by 13 secones. goshh. they massaged the nutella into our hair. goshh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evil partas. evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then jiau came.&lt;br /&gt;i tell you with all that whipped cream and nutella. i prolly tasted good !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err what else. we played volleyball awhile. but it was such failure. so we played captain's ball. ZOMG. WINWIN ! wahahahahah 10-8 ! ME AND KAI OWNS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahha. but jiau was damn good lah. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we talked to them awhile. end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised we didnt do that much. but it was kinda fun. in a weird warped. YUMMY wayy. (: haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh so then i went home and my daddy fetched me. (:&lt;br /&gt;then like turning into our housing estate right. like just before you reach my house there. we saw.. OUR NEIGHBOUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 18yr old one ! the korean one ! wahahahhahaha lovelove &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked like the dog was pulling him around. it was so adorable &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i should stop crushing non-singaporean 18 year old guys. but they are just so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG BENJI &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;i heart benji. he is so SEXY. zomg. lovelovelove !&lt;br /&gt;OMG HE PULLED DOWN HIS PANTS ! OMG?OMG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-2862222910667919372?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/2862222910667919372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=2862222910667919372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/2862222910667919372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/2862222910667919372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-swear-i-lost-weight-today-whooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-5569136774739537150</id><published>2008-07-12T22:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T08:04:14.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goshhh.just read through like 12years of history. which is alot. my head is cramped with German. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Hitler's eccentric and weird.&lt;br /&gt;but interesting.&lt;br /&gt;i guess..?&lt;br /&gt;sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urghhh.&lt;br /&gt;ohoh went shopping with nazyra for chem pt.&lt;br /&gt;whoooo&lt;br /&gt;we couldnt find the chem shop we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;nor could we find the copper electrode we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;but ohwells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like strangling someone.&lt;br /&gt;meowww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;i need to get a birthday present for sanu.&lt;br /&gt;hmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo sanu's birthday party !&lt;br /&gt;threw her into the pool (:&lt;br /&gt;and then later we threw ruth in !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyy.&lt;br /&gt;stella owns at scrabble.&lt;br /&gt;but sanu helped come up with destiny.&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;whatever. i used qi against her. wahaha !&lt;br /&gt;LOL is so not a proper word kavita !&lt;br /&gt;oh well. we teamed up against stella !&lt;br /&gt;so every time she mia-ed we just skipped her turn ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love stella.&lt;br /&gt;she's an eccentric genius.&lt;br /&gt;whoooooooo !&lt;br /&gt;no actually. we have a love-hate relationship.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;going out with partas tmr !&lt;br /&gt;i think they are SOOOOOOOOOO adorable !&lt;br /&gt;wahahhahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;in their little secone bodies. (:&lt;br /&gt;heh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss parta ncos &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some crappy survey tmr.&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea wad time it is.&lt;br /&gt;can i just pon?&lt;br /&gt;grr. T_T M.E.O.W.W.W.W&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok note to self: START MUGGING.&lt;br /&gt;grr. math pp4 in 10days !&lt;br /&gt;although differentiation is like &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;grr. i love math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;happy mugging pts and math all ! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-5569136774739537150?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/5569136774739537150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=5569136774739537150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5569136774739537150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5569136774739537150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/goshhh.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-7237327133930500809</id><published>2008-07-10T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T05:54:19.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meowwww !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so life's been crazy lately.&lt;br /&gt;extremelyextremely crazy.&lt;br /&gt;but its turning quite ok. for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly !&lt;br /&gt;i am now officially freeeeeeeee (:&lt;br /&gt;ok as in maybe its not such a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;but well. cmon it was never gonna work from the start. &lt;br /&gt;so i dont really feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe a little. cause nazyra and anusha. andandand charmbu are all evil people. hmphhhhhhhhhhs. yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i miss anything?&lt;br /&gt;well. a little.&lt;br /&gt;but compared to. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;some other person.&lt;br /&gt;:))))&lt;br /&gt;heh !&lt;br /&gt;ok fine. im being a little evil.&lt;br /&gt;BUTBUTBUTBUTBUTBUTBUT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so anw.&lt;br /&gt;dan and young came to our sch.&lt;br /&gt;woots &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;[nazyra fangirl-ed like well.. a fangirl.]&lt;br /&gt;we took a class photo whoooo &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and we tried to get them to say on air that 403 is the best class with the coolest teachers [mr ben added the end bit.]&lt;br /&gt;heh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my class.&lt;br /&gt;we're so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;crazy.&lt;br /&gt;random.&lt;br /&gt;yet so fun.&lt;br /&gt;and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;i feel a little =\ about ss.&lt;br /&gt;cause i havent gotten back drafts yet. grr. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;and well the whole overload of pts is getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;MALAY PT. RAWRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;and chem pt. [kope from the lab. whooo !]&lt;br /&gt;i mean they dont stock take. and its not like we're gonna take alot right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bio spa gave me a headache.&lt;br /&gt;and later after that.&lt;br /&gt;trng gave me another headache.&lt;br /&gt;partas and partcs. RELAX.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;you guys will do fine. &lt;br /&gt;we have faith in you all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND CHARMBU !&lt;br /&gt;i found butterfly for you.&lt;br /&gt;but its in the other com. &lt;br /&gt;not the one i usually use.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll send it to you.&lt;br /&gt;eventually. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;headache. GRRR.&lt;br /&gt;i think differentiation is driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;not cause its hard or anything&lt;br /&gt;its just i see the paper. headache.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe im allergic to school.&lt;br /&gt;oh please let me be allergic to school.&lt;br /&gt;i love math. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to iSketch.&lt;br /&gt;it drives me nuts to be so addicted to pictionary.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-7237327133930500809?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7237327133930500809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=7237327133930500809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/7237327133930500809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/7237327133930500809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/meowwww-so-lifes-been-crazy-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-6275078190180778425</id><published>2008-07-05T06:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T06:59:06.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as everyone knows. i have an ultimate undying love for CLOUD STRIFE &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and i mean who wouldnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG990ZmMJdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xM7nESjdPoA/s1600-h/final_fantasy_vii_advent_children_postcard_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG990ZmMJdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xM7nESjdPoA/s320/final_fantasy_vii_advent_children_postcard_02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219528832323429842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio:Age: 23&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: August 11†&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5'7"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Role in AC: Main Character&lt;br /&gt;Role in FFVII: Main Character&lt;br /&gt;A failed experiment of The Jenova Project, Cloud Strife led AVALANCHE to defeat Sephiroth at the end of FFVII. In the two years following, he established the Strife Delivery Service to ferry goods across the lands using his bike, Fenrir. Cloud was also infected with Geostigma that covered his left arm in sores, which he hid under a long, black sleeve. The loss of Aerith during their travels weighed heavily on his mind, and the combination of all these drove Cloud to leave Seventh Heaven and stay in her church.&lt;br /&gt;With the emergence of Kadaj, Yazoo and Loz, Cloud was forced to fight again when they kidnapped children from Edge. With the encouragement of his friends, and the otherworldly reassurances of Aerith, he was able to battle his inner demons to emerge victorious in a final battle with Sephiroth. His Geostigma was healed by Aerith's rain, and Cloud closed his story in Advent Children with a soft glimpse of a peaceful smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;† note that Cloud's birthday was originally August 19 in the FFVII manual, but for an unknonw reason it has been changed according to the official AC site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;august 19 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;special special day !&lt;br /&gt;see? it was fated for me to love cloud.&lt;br /&gt;we share the same birthday !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-6275078190180778425?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6275078190180778425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=6275078190180778425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/6275078190180778425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/6275078190180778425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-everyone-knows.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG990ZmMJdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xM7nESjdPoA/s72-c/final_fantasy_vii_advent_children_postcard_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-2499252263931263968</id><published>2008-07-05T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T05:47:07.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so i brought a camera along to like take pics of cosfest.&lt;br /&gt;and then while transferring pics to the com. i found some other pics !&lt;br /&gt;haha. family trip to la and greece &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;which i have never seen before today since i never get to see whatever random pics we take on holiday. o.o&lt;br /&gt;so i shall upload them today !&lt;br /&gt;even though i went to greece like two years ago and la last year. =\&lt;br /&gt;oh well. ive done even more random stuff. heh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9omxYA1kI/AAAAAAAAABs/sYvqBPRQ8SY/s1600-h/P1020171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9omxYA1kI/AAAAAAAAABs/sYvqBPRQ8SY/s320/P1020171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219505508444067394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy mummy and me !&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9pRPuYO2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/OxGzJ-nqJRw/s1600-h/P1030172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9pRPuYO2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/OxGzJ-nqJRw/s320/P1030172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219506238145444706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy with acropolis in the background. &lt;br /&gt;the ruins are seriously pretty. [in a ruin-y way !]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9prWPn36I/AAAAAAAAAB8/0QCvWcuZrX0/s1600-h/P1040177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9prWPn36I/AAAAAAAAAB8/0QCvWcuZrX0/s320/P1040177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219506686572093346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwari and daddy on the ferry trip.&lt;br /&gt;to some island offshore greece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9qDj7jAOI/AAAAAAAAACE/vwuT9YCkXCg/s1600-h/P1040178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9qDj7jAOI/AAAAAAAAACE/vwuT9YCkXCg/s320/P1040178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219507102562844898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my 2nd brother ! &lt;br /&gt;yayy.&lt;br /&gt;but he forever looks so serious.&lt;br /&gt;hardly ever smiles. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9qZwX1vnI/AAAAAAAAACM/PyEREUtvveI/s1600-h/P1050182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9qZwX1vnI/AAAAAAAAACM/PyEREUtvveI/s320/P1050182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219507483859861106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more ruins &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last year at la !&lt;br /&gt;ladeeda !~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9q2wDMdzI/AAAAAAAAACU/vCqMUIL6Vcw/s1600-h/P1090191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9q2wDMdzI/AAAAAAAAACU/vCqMUIL6Vcw/s320/P1090191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219507981989476146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azri !&lt;br /&gt;my eldest brother !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9rRBPIexI/AAAAAAAAACc/jvZMvtLZB3o/s1600-h/P1090194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9rRBPIexI/AAAAAAAAACc/jvZMvtLZB3o/s320/P1090194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219508433279548178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoooooooooooooo !&lt;br /&gt;pretty fire &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9rl7doGkI/AAAAAAAAACk/jEiO3_btO9k/s1600-h/P1090196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9rl7doGkI/AAAAAAAAACk/jEiO3_btO9k/s320/P1090196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219508792506980930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my mummy !&lt;br /&gt;IM TALLER WHOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9r-zguWCI/AAAAAAAAACs/PBXNaFeuXPM/s1600-h/P1090198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9r-zguWCI/AAAAAAAAACs/PBXNaFeuXPM/s320/P1090198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219509219869218850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyyy !&lt;br /&gt;entire family with a sunset in the background &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;a photo with my entire family in it is an extremely rare phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;so this is a real special photo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok done spammig pics (:&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[till tmr that is. since like tmr's my bro's parade. hahaha]&lt;br /&gt;haha. i bet he'll look superr cool.&lt;br /&gt;grr. why do my brothers have to be soooooooooo tall? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9tER5cnbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/znOlDF-S__Y/s1600-h/P6110208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9tER5cnbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/znOlDF-S__Y/s320/P6110208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219510413436951986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol my brother at his pop while were we all at SMA 1 at tanjung pinang &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh i miss indon !&lt;br /&gt;anw. NOTE HEIGHT DIFFERENCE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;ok ladeedas. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-2499252263931263968?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/2499252263931263968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=2499252263931263968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/2499252263931263968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/2499252263931263968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/ok-so-i-brought-camera-along-to-like.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9omxYA1kI/AAAAAAAAABs/sYvqBPRQ8SY/s72-c/P1020171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-8940058594183007996</id><published>2008-07-05T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T06:19:48.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOOOO COSFEST ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so off to downtown east !&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we saw loads of cool ppl all dressed up.&lt;br /&gt;like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9nASW5CDI/AAAAAAAAABk/M5IBFVsi3M0/s1600-h/P7050217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9nASW5CDI/AAAAAAAAABk/M5IBFVsi3M0/s320/P7050217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219503747771205682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L ! whoooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;this guy was the best L that we met. the rest all cmi like crazy. heh !&lt;br /&gt;and he sat down like an L and drank like an L and ate like an L. &lt;br /&gt;ok we sorta chased him arnd to get this photo with him =\&lt;br /&gt;we.are.not.stalkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and other cool looking ppl !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9heJrJiuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/N9CemMP0pjE/s1600-h/P7050220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9heJrJiuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/N9CemMP0pjE/s320/P7050220.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219497663766563554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her sleeves were like touching her knees heh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9hzc4sbhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/EtHezhAO5Ks/s1600-h/P7050221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9hzc4sbhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/EtHezhAO5Ks/s320/P7050221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219498029700902418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE WINGED ANGEL wahahahahhaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9iF2s08QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/EJ1l9hMtCEA/s1600-h/P7050222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9iF2s08QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/EJ1l9hMtCEA/s320/P7050222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219498345868095746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graffiti wall. prettypretty (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9ilyMDcdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sHc44rVpj00/s1600-h/P7050223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9ilyMDcdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sHc44rVpj00/s320/P7050223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219498894412706258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas ! they were dancing in the rain [yes it was drizzling]&lt;br /&gt;but really slightly. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9j-f1Y5HI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hh-iTXsfSsA/s1600-h/P7050224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9j-f1Y5HI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hh-iTXsfSsA/s320/P7050224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219500418494162034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and shin ! &lt;br /&gt;yayy ! [shin's earring is majorly COOL.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9keC9MSpI/AAAAAAAAABE/01rXxIro_8o/s1600-h/P7050225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9keC9MSpI/AAAAAAAAABE/01rXxIro_8o/s320/P7050225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219500960498076306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charmbu and shu yan ! &lt;br /&gt;whooo lolitas &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;arent they oh-so-pretty? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9k29ZQaiI/AAAAAAAAABM/JhK4r4iJrtY/s1600-h/P7050228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9k29ZQaiI/AAAAAAAAABM/JhK4r4iJrtY/s320/P7050228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219501388501903906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more cool-looking ppl !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9lLooJPcI/AAAAAAAAABU/ehG0oeouDw4/s1600-h/P7050229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9lLooJPcI/AAAAAAAAABU/ehG0oeouDw4/s320/P7050229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219501743704456642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KINGDOM HEARTS &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;whoooo&lt;br /&gt;[yes they are both girls]&lt;br /&gt;crossdressers. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9ln-u_IzI/AAAAAAAAABc/8okjKZDVuN4/s1600-h/P7050232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9ln-u_IzI/AAAAAAAAABc/8okjKZDVuN4/s320/P7050232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219502230675071794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLOUD !&lt;br /&gt;cloud&amp;kadaj yaoi &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok and we saw a whole lot of other ppl. like naruto&amp;sasuke. byakyuka&amp;ichigo. this ouran high school host club guy. [face cannot make it] a super short ed from FMA. hmm. a ok-looking yuna from final fantasy. a CLOUD. yes a cloud. but the guy's like skinny. CLOUD HAS MUSCLES. he has. none. &gt;&lt; hmmm. whatelse. a FEMALE L. how weird can that be? &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see. &lt;br /&gt;there was a misa. acting cute with a lollipop. nice outfit though. but i dont feel like taking a pic of her. dont really like misa the character. blehh.&lt;br /&gt;oh then like while we were there there was this karaoke competition.&lt;br /&gt;EARS BLEED. tsk. they spoilt melodies of life. 1000 no kotoba sounded pretty ok actually. [cept for the highhighhigh notes. tsk.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh and there were SAILORMOON ! LILO AND STITCH ! AND POKEMON ! HAHA. it was sooo funny. and a whole bunch of ppl who wore clothes that looked like they were gonna tear apart any moment. or fall down the minute they walked. &gt;&lt; obscene obscene !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;note to self !&lt;br /&gt;SAVE UP FOR FAM.&lt;br /&gt;mustmustmust. tsk &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw after going to cosfest.&lt;br /&gt;we went to pasir ris to eat SWENSENS !&lt;br /&gt;[cause like tmr's fenglan's bdae then shu yan promised her a treat lah]&lt;br /&gt;so we pigged out.&lt;br /&gt;brownies &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr. i think i gained weight.&lt;br /&gt;no wait. i KNOW i gained weight. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-8940058594183007996?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/8940058594183007996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=8940058594183007996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/8940058594183007996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/8940058594183007996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/whoooo-cosfest-3-lovelovelove-so-off-to.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SG9nASW5CDI/AAAAAAAAABk/M5IBFVsi3M0/s72-c/P7050217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-5590020806774959846</id><published>2008-07-04T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T08:34:12.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>urgh.&lt;br /&gt;WHY DOESNT IT WORK. GRR&lt;br /&gt;my lappy is majorly screwed.&lt;br /&gt;THE SCREEN IS PINKISH GREEN. greenish pink.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;whichever.&lt;br /&gt;[kinda like malay room's screen. cept that's yellow. o.o]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;i feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;and confused. &lt;br /&gt;zzz. annoying. grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh iqah told something today (:&lt;br /&gt;happyhappy.&lt;br /&gt;so no more heart attack. although i kinda got over the heart attack like long ago. it kinda just like poofed away. =\ ladeedas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr. i wanna strangle someone. something. grr.&lt;br /&gt;OH AND I FINALLY RMBERED TO CHARGE MY IPOD. whooo !&lt;br /&gt;that's after forgetting like 13times &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a sadsadsadsad day.&lt;br /&gt;like sch ends at 12.10&lt;br /&gt;and we're supposed to be allowed to leave sch at 12.30&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;they refuse to let us out. wheee~&lt;br /&gt;makes me love my sch more.&lt;br /&gt;whooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's lolita convention.&lt;br /&gt;whooo~&lt;br /&gt;charmbu's dressing up for it. how cool.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head's been crazy lately.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh went to nus today. lalala !&lt;br /&gt;lumpy &amp; fren was using the potentiostat. grr&lt;br /&gt;[i still have no idea wad's his fren's name is really. =\]&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. apparently someone messed up the wires so the potentiostat doesnt really work. T_T&lt;br /&gt;which means we cant continue with our caliberation. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;and prof. toh was busy with someone. so cant get refund today.&lt;br /&gt;boo. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;we chope next fri. so we most prob can continue. and whoo !&lt;br /&gt;prof toh is cool. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna fly away.&lt;br /&gt;to another country.&lt;br /&gt;for a longlonglonglong holiday.&lt;br /&gt;cause i miss you real badd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-5590020806774959846?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/5590020806774959846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=5590020806774959846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5590020806774959846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5590020806774959846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-464845110017121526</id><published>2008-07-03T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T06:19:15.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SGzNen_IXoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Ut5WT2LgbI/s1600-h/UsAndPartANCOs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SGzNen_IXoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Ut5WT2LgbI/s320/UsAndPartANCOs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218771994229104258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just decided to like took through plat pics.&lt;br /&gt;then i realised. we're gonna ord soon.&lt;br /&gt;[that was when partc was like commanding in the morn heh !]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss our parta ncos &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa !&lt;br /&gt;they are the coolest ppl ever&lt;br /&gt;oh wells~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure whether i feel sad that we're gonna ord soon.&lt;br /&gt;[means that eoys are coming. whooo !]&lt;br /&gt;but like prolly be really sadd anw.&lt;br /&gt;waaaa partas &lt;333333333&lt;br /&gt;they're such an adorable bunch of KIDS. heh !&lt;br /&gt;and they're so small and cute and SMALL. haha !&lt;br /&gt;[ok some are taller than me but whatever. tsk.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. &lt;br /&gt;i feel so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IM HUNGRY. GRR. HUNGRY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHH. IQAH JUST TOLD ME SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;NOW.&lt;br /&gt;I.&lt;br /&gt;THINK.&lt;br /&gt;IM.&lt;br /&gt;GONNA.&lt;br /&gt;DIE.&lt;br /&gt;OF.&lt;br /&gt;A.&lt;br /&gt;HEART.&lt;br /&gt;ATTACK.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankgod. it couldve been worse. but still.&lt;br /&gt;-traumatised-&lt;br /&gt;-traumatised-&lt;br /&gt;-traumatised-&lt;br /&gt;-traumatised-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;ok breathe. breathe. BREATHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. im ok. i think.&lt;br /&gt;no #@&amp;@!*^@~(~&amp;)~&amp;$)$)$@$!$&amp;@!*@^#. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-464845110017121526?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/464845110017121526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=464845110017121526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/464845110017121526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/464845110017121526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-they-are.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_DCGeWVlkt-c/SGzNen_IXoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Ut5WT2LgbI/s72-c/UsAndPartANCOs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-1934478809918447987</id><published>2008-07-02T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:58:06.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel random too.&lt;br /&gt;like how i randomly feel sad now.&lt;br /&gt;oh well it'll go away soon enough. i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo &lt;br /&gt;math overload.&lt;br /&gt;i did like 3 assignments in like 90mins.&lt;br /&gt;differentation~ &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala !&lt;br /&gt;note to self: &lt;br /&gt;turn left at the honey &amp; bee to get to haru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh ! we celebrated mrs wee's bday today !&lt;br /&gt;we made her follow a bunch of arrows to like jblk&lt;br /&gt;heh ! it was fun. camwhore !! xD&lt;br /&gt;and then pictionary craze. whoo &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas~&lt;br /&gt;i want a hug. &lt;br /&gt;i need a hug.&lt;br /&gt;like now. &lt;br /&gt;seriously. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-1934478809918447987?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/1934478809918447987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=1934478809918447987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/1934478809918447987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/1934478809918447987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/07/ladeedas.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-951385056825586541</id><published>2008-06-29T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T05:11:17.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a happyhappyhappy girl today (:&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cause i know how to play exodus and tifa's theme. attempted flight of the bumble bee. and yeahh ari's right. it gets boring after awhile if you dont play it at the right speed. whooo 160bpm~ haha. which surprisingly isnt really that fast. O.O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;nobuo uematsu rocks my socks (:&lt;br /&gt;[and my piano heh ! ^^]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. ok so i totally did not study at all. heh (:&lt;br /&gt;ok i did chem and phy. [i think?] i cant rmb. =\ &lt;br /&gt;thenthenthen. err. ok i need to refile my stuffs. i mean look at my blue file. its exploding. heh (: not my fault im so disorganised. [at least i dont have the problem of losing ws since they're all there. i. just. need to find them. heh (: its loaded with math ws T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;i would like to think that my sight reading improved from all this.&lt;br /&gt;and seriously i think key signatures with flats are wayyy easier to play than sharps. =\ and i think they sound nicer. heh. oh wells. and to torment me. my piano teacher's making me play stuff with like 5 sharps or sth. T_T cause she knows how much i avoid songs with sharps. tbey sound so happy. grr. [well some lah.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooo~&lt;br /&gt;and i heart mouvement de menuet (: &lt;br /&gt;2nd movement of sonatine by ravel &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;i think it sounds pretty ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lately the piano's getting to my head. i wish i had a white kawai grand piano. and a sound proof room. =\ then i can wake up at 2am and play if i feel like it. O.O wouldnt that be so damn fun? haiz. but noooo. i have a asahi black NORMAL piano. and a living room. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone buy me a grand piano. baby grand also can. &lt;br /&gt;i'll totally love you forever &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;[well until i want something else more than the piano ^^]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeeda~&lt;br /&gt;ok i need to seriously start mugging again. T_T&lt;br /&gt;booooooo. and PTS. zomg. i need to start planning pts. grr.&lt;br /&gt;and they give 4 at the same time. and they are all due arnd the same time. zz.&lt;br /&gt;malay.&lt;br /&gt;ss.&lt;br /&gt;hist.&lt;br /&gt;chem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalalalalalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for eoys to be over. then ZOMG. OPTIONS~&lt;br /&gt;MEDICAL BIO &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;or pharmaceutical chem. hmm. &lt;br /&gt;whatever. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadia's a happyhappyhappy girl today.&lt;br /&gt;she commands everyone else to be happy too !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-951385056825586541?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/951385056825586541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=951385056825586541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/951385056825586541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/951385056825586541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/06/whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-6731827613854249225</id><published>2008-06-28T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T09:38:43.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bangsawan ! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached sch arnd 1.15~&lt;br /&gt;whooo diy and the piano &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;the doll songs are so cute ! like a new doll, the sick doll and the doll's funeral. poor doll. how can a doll die anw? hmms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came by photocopied script. and then like slacked around watching ppl act whooo !~&lt;br /&gt;lol hanis is soooo cute ! and random. &lt;br /&gt;and i love her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomgomg. &lt;br /&gt;i watched a video of tv that moo recorded. bballers are crazy ppl !&lt;br /&gt;heh (:&lt;br /&gt;and ama is cool ! whooo &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;whee you guys are all cool with your ability to entertain ppl ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show is so random retarded lahh&lt;br /&gt;like random love scene. heh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was funn&lt;br /&gt;funfunfun !&lt;br /&gt;cept for all the heartattacks lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like when the stagelights couldnt go on. like omg?!&lt;br /&gt;haha but we got them on !&lt;br /&gt;so yayyy &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thenthenthen like 5pm came. and we supposed to do a show for the s1s. but well. it got cancelled. too little ppl. tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. it went alright. so we were whoooo !&lt;br /&gt;then like we were fooling arnd.&lt;br /&gt;i heart piano &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and like now syah got me hooked on maksim. crazy pianist ! tsk.&lt;br /&gt;FLIGHT OF THE BUMBLE BEE. zomg. funkyy song. CRAZYCRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG ARI CAN PLAY IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. oh nazyra came ! she's an usher. whooo &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;your rebonded hair is so bouncy heh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then liy got me hooked on sephia. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so melayu now. &lt;br /&gt;how weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like the whole crazy piano thing with MAKSIM ! got me hooked on nobuo uematsu again. wahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok back to the drama. ermm. well.&lt;br /&gt;then like arnd 7.00 we all started feeling it.&lt;br /&gt;like the omg?! its gonna start too.&lt;br /&gt;same feeling as two years ago. =\&lt;br /&gt;so then me syah and muni were hanging about the ava place spotting ppl ! &lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;zomg kak am and kak nurul &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;along with kak dian, kak has, kak fads and kak ari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol ! there a moment when kak ari and ari sat beside each other. haha how funny !&lt;br /&gt;and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was this guy.&lt;br /&gt;he was wearing a shawl. and we were all like.. ????? ok weird. &lt;br /&gt;it was really weird. not like the jap look kinda cool scarf thing.&lt;br /&gt;just. &lt;br /&gt;plain.&lt;br /&gt;weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;then like the invasion of skinny useless belts. you know those poser skinny belts that like do nothing to keep anything up. cause they're just for show. kinda thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol lana claims that without it she'll be some shapeless potato. &lt;br /&gt;such a quotable phrase. SHAPELESS POTATO. heh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh. then like whole bunch of ri. O.O&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRAMA STARTS. zomg. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like hanis syairs. WHOOOO !&lt;br /&gt;then like iqah gets gila babi.&lt;br /&gt;she shakes so vigorously that her wig falls off. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but hanis is sooo cute as a nenek kebayan (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and go sec3s !&lt;br /&gt;after that not much stuff happened.&lt;br /&gt;other than fik's bro ! OMG HE IS THE CUTEST THING EVER &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh !&lt;br /&gt;we spotted the cg's anaks (:&lt;br /&gt;WHY DIDNT CG MELHAN BRING HIS ANAK.&lt;br /&gt;HIS SON IS SOOOOO ADORABLE. WITH THE BIGGEST CHUBBIEST AND MOST-PINCHABLE CHEEKS IVE EVER SEEN ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we saw diy's bro ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh -swoons-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little kids are just so cute !&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what its like to have younger siblings heh.&lt;br /&gt;OMG ABU'S SIS &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;she is so like abu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we saw azira's sis. WHO IS LIKE SOME MINI-AZIRA&lt;br /&gt;like roy's sis. who is MINI-ROY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool ppl. and most of them havent seen my bros. heh !&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok !&lt;br /&gt;back to the drama. so oklah some forgotten lines. but nvm lah. nice impromptu you all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOO ! BAIK AH PERBAYU &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;my batchmates are the randomest ppl ever. RED NAME TAG ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and the craziest ppl ever. which is why i love them all so much.&lt;br /&gt;like 403 ! whooooooooooo. the funkiest multi-racial-self-racist class ever ! &lt;br /&gt;wahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and drama was superr successful. yayyy.&lt;br /&gt;ok muni almost spotlighted the runners haha. but me and syah stopped her in time. &lt;br /&gt;-phew!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then major phototaking session.&lt;br /&gt;lalala~&lt;br /&gt;while me and nazyra disappeared to the foyer for i dunno what. lalala !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end !-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still high on the whole drama thing&lt;br /&gt;the malay thing is really getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which i havent started on malay pt. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAZYRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-6731827613854249225?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6731827613854249225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=6731827613854249225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/6731827613854249225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/6731827613854249225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/06/bangsawan-haha-reached-sch-arnd-1.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-4616476613744717403</id><published>2008-06-22T06:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T06:49:58.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whooo flag day ! again ! for the kdf. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 12nn at amk. then went off to newton to meet charmaine, kiwi, nazyra, anusha, meenal. (: see? we're so multi-racial. whahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we took a train to like somerset? cause nazyra wanted to see the skatepark. OHOH. HER HAIR IS STRAIGHT NOW ! haha. so we went to somerset split up and ask for donations !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goshh. saw a partc. she donated $2 ! whooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw. me and meenal walked arnd abit and like got ppl to donate. there's this foreigner haha. quite cool. he donated this whole bunch of us notes. O.O so funky right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw. walkwalkwalk all the way to ps for lunch~ &lt;br /&gt;ice monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you. mango is LOVE &lt;3 mango sorbet &lt;3 whooo !&lt;br /&gt;and like anusha paid $4.50 for orange juice. ouch &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me anusha and kiwi walked to smu. heh ! (: &lt;br /&gt;more donations~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked on to raffles city &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. had a snack~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then esplanade. cityhall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN. went downstairs to see the breakdancers + bikers &lt;3 whooo !&lt;br /&gt;step up 3 haha. &lt;br /&gt;there was this like white shirt guy. whooo~ &lt;br /&gt;he was so adorable. and me and anusha said that at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;we all think he's form cjc. hmm. but he was GOOD. whoo saw a couple of headspins. and we all wondered if they got dizzy after all that. but oh well. cool muchh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so there was this guy like taking pics of them. haha. but they were really O.O haha funfunfun ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas~&lt;br /&gt;i.love.dancers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-4616476613744717403?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4616476613744717403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=4616476613744717403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4616476613744717403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4616476613744717403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/06/whooo-flag-day-again-for-kdf.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-4467260117771427085</id><published>2008-06-18T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T04:12:48.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. i havent actually been studying like i was supposed to during the hols. whoops. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;instead ive been watchin anime~ whooo. 50ep in 4days. but not as bad as the korea-drama marathon. so ladeedas~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but grr. why did solomon have to die ! amshel's just fat. like seriously. there's no other way to look at it. ohoh but his full form is fatter. blehh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I WANT TO BUY A HAJI. i wonder how much joel bought him for. =\ hmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so now my head is a little filled with anime. good and bad in a way. (: &lt;br /&gt;oh and i learnt how to multi-task 3card games. heart, 7 hand poker and solitaire. [yes, i was that bored.] oh well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh and then learnt jap from weite (: yayyy [and from anime. duhhh !]&lt;br /&gt;FUA-FUA !~&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meoww. sch starts tmr. bummer. hms. &lt;br /&gt;back to mugging~ ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-4467260117771427085?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4467260117771427085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=4467260117771427085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4467260117771427085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/4467260117771427085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-1999771500494900680</id><published>2008-06-11T06:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T05:41:51.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tanjung pinang ! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>whooo went to Tanjung Pinang for like three days (: &lt;br /&gt;yayy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day One:-&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 9th June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a ferry from tanah merah to tanjung pinang (:&lt;br /&gt;went to the top deck. IT WAS SO COOL. incredible view ! me, nazyra and lana were sitting together. then like there was a guy sitting right next to the aisle. so we couldnt get out of our seats cause like he was sleeping. so nazyra tried to jump over him. succeeded but she woke him up by accident. and whole lot of people started to stare cause she had to stand on the seat to jump over him. hmm. if cg saw that...&lt;br /&gt;but he was nice and like didnt scold us or anything. he let us go to the topdeck (: yayy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met some other people who were going to tanjung pinang for fieldtrips too. like these people from an international school. so cool rightright? haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-reach tanjung pinang-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus ride ! to Comfort Hotel. the hotel is like so woah? really pretty ! and they name the doors like Hang Jebat, Hang Tuah, Hang Lekir.. etc. which is pretty interesting. ORANGE JUICE !hotel looks classy-ish alot of stone walls and wooden platforms. yeahh so like we got 15minutes to go and look at our rooms and drop all our bags. me and nazyra room together ! the room is like pretty big for two people. big empty floor haha. so we had like a queen sized bed to share. while those with three people in a room have a queen sized bed for the three of them [and an extra bed kinda thing lah] so whee. we got more space (:&lt;br /&gt;THERE WAS POTATO CHIPS AND HONEY ROASTED PEANUTS on the table. but we couldnt eat them cause you need to pay to eat. =\ sadd eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then LUNCH ! by then i was like superr hungry. food was good ! SOTONG &lt;3 so like i ate two helpings &gt;&lt; lana so cannot drink water. when she stabs it with the straw water spills out EVERYWHERE. and it happened TWICE. so she's like stab-water-with-straw-phobic ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then BUS RIDE ! to like tempe factory. pretty short ride. GOSHH. the samples were good. i just couldnt stop eating it. heh ! we like completely wiped out three shelves. cause like EVERYONE bought kerepek. heh ! the factory itself is cool. can watch them cut and fry ! haha. the cgs didnt get to buy anything cause we bought it all. yayy. arent we such good customers? ^^&lt;br /&gt;[total spent:29000]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then after that RRI ! we went to the radiostation! then pantun ! between us and sma1. we were so OMG? PANTUN?! they were damn good. cause they're like the pantun club. goshh. and they train like TWICE A WEEK? which is so goshh. yeahh. stuff like that. anw, SMA is apparently a high school (sekolah menengah atas) yeahh. CAMWHORE ! x) like we took 8 shots (: heh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then BUS RIDE ! &lt;br /&gt;stopped by the side of the road to take pictures of the view and this gigantic GONG GONG. which is a huge shell. quite pretty actually. more CAMWHORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING !&lt;br /&gt;half and hour to shop at Ramayana. [a shopping mall in the bandar] haha ! (: ladeedas. went off with nazyra to like buy water, BUBBLEGUM, mint and appletea ! haha. &lt;br /&gt;[cost: 8025]&lt;br /&gt;then bought like superr SUPERR cheap earrings. cause they are like 90% discount ! costs 5900 ! gave them a 10000 so i got back 4000 and a MENTOS. cause they dont have 100. and like the mentos is worth wayyyyy more than a 100. since like 100 is barely over a cent in sing. goshhh.&lt;br /&gt;[exchange rate is like S$1 = 6650)&lt;br /&gt;then CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM! which costs 3000 that's like less than 50 cents ! which is woah?! haha ! and like it was soooo YUMMY. butbutbut. the currency's a little confusing. cause like she owed me 8000 then she gave me like 50000 thinking it was 5000 goshh. oh well (:&lt;br /&gt;[total spent: 16925]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUS RIDE !&lt;br /&gt;we returned to the hotel to wash up/bathe in time for dinner. lol ! watched ARE YOU SMARTER THAN A 5TH GRADER. the hotel has chnl 5 (: the million dollar question was goshh. bicuspeds??? haha. but the thing is ! so you think you can dance was on at 1900 but like we had to go down for dinner. T_T pretty sadd. oh wells.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINNER !&lt;br /&gt;i got so cheated by the bittergourd. it really IS bitter. grr. the chicken was superr good though (: indonesian buffet yay ! keropok &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we split up into groups for tugasan. im in aida's group so we basically generate questions for everything. cause cg knows that if we dont brainstorm we wont ask. heh ! so.. ya (: we went to 320, roy's room to discuss. cause she like hasnt bathed AT ALL. [in fact she didnt even take off her tudunt at all ! goshh and she had like two hours] so then we were generating questions for our visit to SMA1 then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BLACKOUT-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor roy! she was still bathing. then she thought that we switch off the lights on purpose and like playing a prank on her. [BUT WE WERENT !] then diy was so terkejut she almost bit my toe. she like grabbed my leg. and zaf headbutt me in the dark. tsk. so then roy bathed by handphone light [thx to aida] and she really didnt believe us when we told her it was a blackout. pretty long blackout too actually. like about 20minutes? then like it was getting stuffy so we wanted to open the door. but there was a girl wailing and crying outside.... so we closed the door. x( goshh.. then after awhile finally the lights came back on. YAYY ! so we all happyhappy want to go over to sheila's room where the other eight are. then like everyone rushed to the door. and i was like in the middle of wearing my slippers. when..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BLACKOUT-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again. lol. so like everyone screamed and ran back to the bed. and pushing me to get to the bed. goshh. but like about 1-2minutes later. lights came back on. LOL. yeahh. oh well. so then we were like. omg? they dont want us to leave this room. but whatever. we did anw and went over to sheila's room (: haha. so like we played indian poker. so random. we were sticking cards to our faces. lol. THEN BRIDGE. yayyy. (: but everyone was a little sleepy by then. haha. ohoh. nazyra was superr freaked out by the blackout. so she wanted to sleep over at syah and filzah's room. so we went over (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like we totally crapped about for like THREE HOURS. we slept at around 2am goshh. and we had to wake up at like 5++. tsktsktsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two:-&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 10th June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up to the sound of syah's phone. i heard like someone speaking malay from the tv . so i assumed it was some malay show. IT WAS SPONGEBOB. in malay. goshh. it was like WOAH SHOCKING. haha. yeahh oh well. patrick still sounds about the same. but like spongebob...he sounds too melayu. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. then wash up/bathe etc. then BREAKFAST. i had bubur ! yayy (: yummy yummy bubur (: i ate like superr alot for breakfast though. -feels bad- i probably gained weight from the trip lah. zz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after breakfast we went to the jetty ! to take a boat to Pulau Penyengat. yayyy (: sat on the top deck. soooo cool ! haha. the pantun people decided to like pon school and follow us there ! how cool is that !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at pulau penyengat.&lt;br /&gt;we walked to the masjid. THE MASJID WAS MADE WITH ABIT OF EGG WHITE. how cool (: haha. anw. we had like a lesson on sejarah about the masjid and stuff and like how we are all connected. cause the people ran away from the pulau to singapore kinda thing. so then like. after we walked out of the masjid. we saw... BECA. like omg. a row of beca waiting for us. it was sooo cool. me and nazyra got on one ! haha. andlike wheeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we like went to several makams. pretty saddening actually. then they were selling the gurindam dua belas. which is pretty cool. ohoh we saw AYAM on the ROAD. haha and a couple of kucing. haha (: after all the history lessons and stuff.. we went for lunch at Raja Malik's house. WHICH IS SO COOL. it's like near the beach. and like has nice breezes (: THE LITTLE BOY IS ADORABLE. we were all infected by the whole kota gurindam, negeri berpantun such that we berpantun as well. (: yayy. iqah is getting good. but like the pantun club ppl from sma are PRO. like seriously. they were pantuning on-the-spot. -jawdrop- it was just so amazing. goshhh. THEY ARE SO GOOD. M0O WAS SO CUTE ! she pronouced POUT as PA-UT. to make it rhyme. haha ! it was sooo funny. and like we just crapped damn alot. like ada burung ada kucing. ada haiwan-haiwan yang lain. which is so random. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh lunch was good ! yeahh haha. like they gave us ALOT of food ! and the little kids are just SOOOO adorable ! oh and there was this super brave kucing. who kept purring cause it really wanted to eat. but we couldnt give it food. but it refused to go away. and like sheila, adri and abu were all afraid of the cat. haha. so we had to depend on the cat lovers like lana and iqah to like try and get the cat to leave the house. didnt really work. it just left on its own. i think it gave up. lol. so after we completely slacked off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECA RIDE ! to this istana. which is cool. and pretty. and we took loads of photos. then we visited more makam. and then finally we went to this  cultural centre place. like there was a huge hall. so we like sat around and played contact.we like taught the indons how to play it too. but before we could play with them contact, the people arrived. so there was like singing and stuff and DANCING. haha the singer dragged angga to dance with her. IT WAS SO FUNNY. and like he didnt like not dance or spoilsport or anything. he really danced along beside her. it was so cool and amusing ! haha. so after that there were tarian-ers. and there was this guy. who was right in the middle. he was soooo effeminate ! haha. like really ! he almost even look like a girl. which is a little funny i guess. and disturbing at times. but oh well. the guys are pretty graceful..for guys. haha then after that dialog session with sasterawan. we got to like hear syair, gurindam and that kinda thing. which is pretty cool. that guy's voice is so woahhh for syair. haha. and after that q&amp;a which we prepared for. then this guy from the radio station shares a puisi. which was woahh? he was soooo into it and all. his voice echoed. it was so cool. and scary. haha. then more tarian. and like have-fun session. THEY GAVE US SNACKS. like a whole lot of snacks. so nice of them ! really (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we all rushed to take JUMP SHOTS at the jetty. it was so fun. and we got good pictures where all of us are like in the air (: yayyy ! then we took a long walk down the jetty. its a reallyreallyreally long jetty too ! and like there was a demonstrasi jong. haha JONG PECAH YU KENYANG. lol and like goshh it looked cool. iqah did a documentary on it. the commentary was so funny haha. then like some person like drove a motorbike all the way down the jetty. which is pretty scary. cause the end of the jetty has no railings. which means if you dont stop in time, you'll fall in. but they didnt go all the way to the end. they stopped like just before then u-turn. but goshh they really shouldnt do that. pretty dangerous right? oh well. then.. BECA RIDE ! back home. and so then we took a boat back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and nazyra decided to take the car back instead of the bus. and like we passed by alot of shops. and one of it was.. GANESHA. me, nazyra and syah were like -jawdrop- haha. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;went back to the hotel. to washup/bathe that kinda thing. then went out for dinner ! yayy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINNER.&lt;br /&gt;gosh like they gave us a whole lot of food. really. it was ALOT. cause it's like bakso, rice, ayam and noodles. which is alot. yeahh. then EVERYTHING had msg. and filzah is allergic to msg. goshh. poor thing right ! yeahh but she didnt care, she just ate the ayam anw. then used ice on her lips to stop it from swelling that kinda thing. OHOH ! in the middle of dinner, BLACKOUT. haha as in the rest of the shop blackout cept the lights above us. so random ! we are such lucky people (: yayy. but dinner was pretty good (: yayy bakso ! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bus ride back to the hotel. MASS KARAOKE SESSION. goshh we just like sang and sang and sang on the bus. woahhh. we went crazy. but it was sooo fun (: yayy haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day three:-&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 11th June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAKFAST ! yayy bread, bubur and tea ! (: then we had to check out of the hotel. so like they check each room before you check out. cause of all the stuff they put in the room.[which isnt free]yeahh. so it took quite some time. slacked off and waited awhile. ladeedas. then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUS RIDE. to sekolah menengah atas negeri satu tanjung pinang. really long name right? oh well. it was superr fun anw. on the bus nazyra was playing songs on her phone. DREAM BIG, DAIVD COOK ! haha. so major karaoke session. again. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally arrived. GOSHH. like some goh welcome. which is woah? cause like when people come to our sch. we like whatever them. then they so nice. the entire school was there to welcome us lah. [i think?] but its a small sch. as in only 750 students. so should be. [well 2/3s anw cause the lvl 3 students dont have sch that day] so like we get ushered in and then they have this tarian. so zomg? haha we all felt bad that our sch is so.. like that haha. elitist much. tsk. after the tarian we're brought to this room. listen to a speech from the principal. so we sat like indon, spore, indon, spore. so like we can mix arnd. so yayy make frens. then SCHOOL TOUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg. i love their school. cause like. they practically have NO SCHOOL RULES. which is &lt;3 seriously. they can wear like whatever shoes they want. whatever accessories they want that kinda thing. and USE PHONE AND IPODS IN CLASS. wow. so we all like want to transfer school ready. heh. the people there are soooo superr friendly. cause like everyone knows everyone and they are so fun to be with (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like there was this guy who played the guitar for us &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and we met some vocalist guy. but he doesnt wanna sing for us. haha. oh well. (:&lt;br /&gt;camwhore a whole lot. with loads of people and teachers and all. haha. and then we watched people play SEPAK TAKRAW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ok i refuse to elaborate about the sepak takraw bit. (: YOGI &lt;3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then anw. we gathered after the shcool tour to sing happy birthday to angga. haha. he turns 16 (: so lalala. it was so sadd that we had to leave. cause we like spent only a few hours in the school. T_T boo. so we waved. and waved and waved. and waved somemore. T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-depressed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went shopping. I BOUGHT EARRING FOR UNDER 40 CENTS SING. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;yayy. but then after that we headed home. like take the ferry home. T_T&lt;br /&gt;so sadd. indon was so funnnnnnnn. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-depressed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the boat. we totally OWNED the top deck. wahahhahahahaahaha. camwhore like crazy. talk to this boat guy haha. didnt really understand what he said though. hmm. oh well. finally reached singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-depressed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: tanjung pinang was superr fun cause of the people. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-1999771500494900680?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/1999771500494900680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=1999771500494900680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/1999771500494900680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/1999771500494900680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/06/tanjung-pinang-3.html' title='tanjung pinang ! &lt;3'/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-295037466468370842</id><published>2008-06-07T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T06:55:42.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whooo !~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to woodlands. for flag day. and i didnt do anything at all. wahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;like i didnt ask for donations at all. name wasnt there wahahha.&lt;br /&gt;so slacked off. alot. then like. ARCADE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ddr &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;shooting &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;racing &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok like me and iqah like totally act-pro and like tried to dance along to the demo. died. but it looks like we're damn pro lah. cause its like perfect perfect great. wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok and my legs seriously hurt afterwards. it's like ACES ok. grr.&lt;br /&gt;and like you know the entire arcade is seriously damn noisy. so like you cnat hear the beat. that GRARR. haha. but ya. sometimes you miss the thing. then its so grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to like play shooting. me and jiau. DIED. whoo. it so totally kills your arm. oh and there's this one especially. so marksmanship fundamentals lah. grr. like MUST put in hollow kinda thing. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then racing. goshh. it was funny. roy cannot drive a car at all. there is no way im letting her drive me around haha. and iqah won. like duh ! and there was this damn pro girl she like got 15th which is pretty good for a girl her age. she can drive wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. then oh me and jia found a manga &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;hawt, muchh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to prank call people.&lt;br /&gt;'hello, may i speak to ms&lt;insert&gt;. Good Afternoon I'm &lt;insertname&gt; from Planet Parenthood !'&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;'hello, may i speak to ms&lt;insert&gt;. Good Afternoon I'm &lt;insertname&gt; from Pizza Hut. Where would you like us to deliver the 50 pizzas you ordered.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or sth like that. it would have been fun if stella was there. then can use her phone. since like most prob not many ppl have her no. wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but like. no mood to prank call. so =\&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. it was kinda funn though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are childish. seriously. oh well (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-295037466468370842?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/295037466468370842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=295037466468370842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/295037466468370842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/295037466468370842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/06/whooo-went-to-woodlands.html' title=''/><author><name>nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08683128284895717602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-864110372588842432</id><published>2008-06-05T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T05:01:59.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tralala !</title><content type='html'>wahaha. i havent eaten since tuesday. [well a proper meal anw] this is what happens when you have a korean drama marathon. goshh. 17hours of coffee prince. wahahaha. oh well it was fun (: [although i probably should go eat but i dunno it'd be fun to wait till to tmr. heh !]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. darling junny waited for me to finish my marathon. im apparently supposed to entertain him. goshh. oh well. oh and darling hercules came by. hmm. we split heh ! and now he wants us to get together again. how weird. oh well -patpat- he's so adorable sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh rawrr hanhan's such a playboy. tsktsk. picking up girls on the bus. tsktsktsk. but he's so irresistably cute haha. :X and too young for me. hms. oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biang got a tan. -jealous- &lt;br /&gt;im getting fairer by the day. goshhh.&lt;br /&gt;tralala ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so incredibly boredd. someone entertain me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-864110372588842432?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/864110372588842432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=864110372588842432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/864110372588842432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/864110372588842432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/06/tralala_05.html' title='tralala !'/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-5876434650647778780</id><published>2008-06-03T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T07:05:52.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tralala</title><content type='html'>and once again. im bored. [but that's pretty normal heh !]&lt;br /&gt;i need someone to constantly entertain me. blehhh.&lt;br /&gt;ladeedas. i feel like poking people. hmms.&lt;br /&gt;darling twinny's gone off to brisbane. boo. so no db8/bb8-buddy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;may.not.ever.&lt;/em&gt; see him again. pretty sad. ohwell it was fun ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i just realised that life can get pretty boring especially when im missing certain people. and i really should stop falling in love so easily. haha. &lt;strong&gt;nomatterhowhawtheyare !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-5876434650647778780?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/5876434650647778780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=5876434650647778780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5876434650647778780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/5876434650647778780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/06/tralala.html' title='tralala'/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724089426437159370.post-9010543640635156800</id><published>2008-06-03T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T06:09:14.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meoww !</title><content type='html'>kabish.. new blog whooo &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724089426437159370-9010543640635156800?l=kabishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/feeds/9010543640635156800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1724089426437159370&amp;postID=9010543640635156800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/9010543640635156800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724089426437159370/posts/default/9010543640635156800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kabishh.blogspot.com/2008/06/meoww.html' title='meoww !'/><author><name>blahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01705670232163984734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
