<?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-16534470</id><updated>2012-02-09T20:10:12.154+08:00</updated><category term='i gotta have faith'/><category term='dreams. ♥'/><category term='I sungguh bahagia hari ini :D'/><category term='you make me want things i didn&apos;t think i wanted anymore.'/><category term='you. i. ♥.'/><category term='i was thinking about you and it kinda made me smile'/><category term='make my wish come true'/><category term='wouldve been special but nothing happened ♥'/><category term='just a painful mistake has left me here on my own'/><category term='still'/><category term='♥ still'/><category term='I love B.'/><category 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love today.'/><category term='happy new year'/><category term='♥ sayang semuanya especially you.'/><category term='save you heart for someone who cares'/><category term='you&apos;re my favourite.'/><category term='I ♥ IZZAH'/><category term='i feel like a fool'/><category term='everyone i know has a reason to say &quot;put the past away&quot;.'/><category term='I never realise I needed you'/><category term='I gotta admit I still love you'/><category term='I wanna see moives of my dreams'/><category term='letting go doesn&apos;t mean giving up'/><category term='Eight ♥'/><category term='you ♥'/><category term='i miss you.'/><category term='honey is sweet but not you ♥'/><category term='he makes me smile (:'/><category term='Good things happen when you go for it.'/><category term='its always my fault.'/><category term='ninth♥'/><category term='♥ i want to hold you when you&apos;ve had a bad day'/><category term='if i ain&apos;t got you'/><category term='some people just want everything 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even if you can&apos;t forget.'/><category term='you put quite a show really had me going'/><category term='you made me cry reading your message'/><category term='i just wanna be happy'/><category term='tears are words that the heart can&apos;t express'/><category term='je&apos;taime'/><category term='I will never say what you want to hear'/><category term='the truth hurts but a lie is worse'/><category term='4 situations'/><category term='You&apos;re my inspiration'/><category term='tenth♥'/><category term='love is not everything'/><category term='sorry. ):'/><category term='Take one moment at a time.'/><category term='♥ you&apos;re my heartbreaker'/><category term='you&apos;re sweet ♥'/><category term='I deserve more than empty words and promises.'/><category term='i miss you too.'/><category term='I am curious about you ♥'/><category term='i need you.'/><category term='imy'/><category term='teamo'/><category term='i would fight to protect you until there was no breath or blood left 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href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>547</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-3564103345499035108</id><published>2012-02-09T19:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T20:10:12.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi! I'm back again.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd1tm3IteyQ/TzOwxv2rRqI/AAAAAAAAEmg/kjT_9aEBLEc/s1600/430199_10150569749409396_678174395_8682666_1904312309_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd1tm3IteyQ/TzOwxv2rRqI/AAAAAAAAEmg/kjT_9aEBLEc/s320/430199_10150569749409396_678174395_8682666_1904312309_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707099521514423970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday is official the end of my Year 1 in Republic Polytechnic. I swear I hate Republic's system. Why do we have to make new classmates after every 15 weeks? I am so sick and tired of making new friends every 15 weeks. However, no doubt I have made amazing friends along the way which I will treasure as long as I live.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xliQt6JHD5c/TzOtOZtYz5I/AAAAAAAAEmI/goHC6MCsKjM/s1600/425046_10150569763894396_678174395_8682757_254016649_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xliQt6JHD5c/TzOtOZtYz5I/AAAAAAAAEmI/goHC6MCsKjM/s320/425046_10150569763894396_678174395_8682757_254016649_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707095615739580306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zahidah is the best friend I have in class. I know even though she is at her down period, she will never fail to entertain my nonsensical behaviour. I remembered how I met her on the first day of school and never did I think I would be this close to her. First, it started out with 2nd break before it finally became lunch after schools, Frolick date and the prayers. I really pray hard that our friendship do not end here just because we have been separated into different classes next semester. InsyaAllah, we will still be friends even throughout the next 2 years in Republic. Amin. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt69bOa8G6Y/TzOvhGK519I/AAAAAAAAEmU/VYgQR_S8fcg/s1600/404530_10150569763629396_678174395_8682755_1668068485_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt69bOa8G6Y/TzOvhGK519I/AAAAAAAAEmU/VYgQR_S8fcg/s320/404530_10150569763629396_678174395_8682755_1668068485_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707098135935440850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fish, he is the one who made me cry so badly last day during the last day of my Year 1 Semester 2. I didn’t know if I cry because I am sad that I am separated from this amazing class I had or because the letter he wrote to me was really touching. It was really sweet of him. My tears didn’t stop just there, it continued on when Seksuan hugged me tight, followed by Zhihui, Jaryl and the rest. After I finally stopped tearing, Fish just had to hug me and make me tear even more. I hate goodbyes, it is just really sad.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lno9ZUIgV3k/TzOycbf3aBI/AAAAAAAAEm4/djBi-Ye6Ep4/s1600/406293_10150473280099331_702299330_8608963_1405542348_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lno9ZUIgV3k/TzOycbf3aBI/AAAAAAAAEm4/djBi-Ye6Ep4/s320/406293_10150473280099331_702299330_8608963_1405542348_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707101354296043538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(plus Shiril, I haven't got the picture of all of us from Jaryl.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I swear this bunch of people will never fail to make me laugh especially with Zahidah and Irfan. Tell you what, when there are both of them everything just seems better. Irfan will just make everything funnier than it already is. One thing I asked them yesterday, “Korang tak akan rindu aku ke?” Amazingly, Faiz and Yasir said “Ish mesti lah rindu!” Awwww…. I am gonna miss those mornings having breakfast and lunches and of course just everything that the 5 of us did together. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOAsq9kgpuc/TzOxSAx1cKI/AAAAAAAAEms/XW8YXVXr6t8/s320/322791_10150640325843816_529773815_8785039_459754827_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707100075813335202" /&gt;What more can I ask for than an amazing class?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-3564103345499035108?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3564103345499035108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=3564103345499035108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3564103345499035108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3564103345499035108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2012/02/hi-im-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd1tm3IteyQ/TzOwxv2rRqI/AAAAAAAAEmg/kjT_9aEBLEc/s72-c/430199_10150569749409396_678174395_8682666_1904312309_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-5115236318828416888</id><published>2012-02-02T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T23:14:14.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't rely on other people to make you happy.</title><content type='html'>Squeezing in some time to blog. Actually, I wanted to just blog something for Zahidah so that she knows that I am always here for her. But, perhaps should just update about what I have been up to huh? (I still am not done with my RJ btw hehehe)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So how was year 2012? Well..... January was great! It started off with getting closer to my Dharma girls. Now, we're so much closer that we are before. (Not all I guess. Perhaps not yet.) Training have been hardcore 'cause Cikgu been having marathons. Dance after dance after dance. But, all this is gonna be worth our time and effort because finally Solo trip is approved! I swear I almost jumped out of my seat when I saw Erin's text to me. Maybe, I did scream a little that my team members got shocked. Oh my gosh, I can't wait! So, we'll be flying off to Solo from 25th February to 1 March.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting ready for Momentum which is in April? May? Dandgut. Not my forte. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still, I can't wait for rock that stage with the girls! Also, I guess I've made an achievement with help of my two girls Erin and Zahidah. Really, I guess it's time to change. Started to pray in school where Erin influence me first. Slowly, Shuhadah got influence then followed my the Dharma girls. Alhamdulillah. I really feel so much calmer now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semester 2 is ending and no I do not want to change my class. I love my class. I love my classmates. I love my shayang shayang. :( I really hate RP's system where we have to change classmates every semester. Why can't I just stick to my classmates? I hate having to part from them especially after being so close to them. I'm sure gonna miss Irfan and Zahidah! Both of them have been my laughing gas. They will never fail to make me laugh, really. If I part from them, then who is gonna be my laughing gas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really have to hit a maximum GPA of 3.0 this semester. However, in the rate I'm going I don't know if I can make it. For my daily grade, alhamdulillah I've been doing fine. Mostly are A's and B's but for my UTs, I have only one A which is Health and Wellness. Really satisfied with my results because that is my favorite module. InsyaAllah I will make it. (If I study hard for UT3 that is hahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, Zahidah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KX37jnD9KwY/TyqmJIe1ppI/AAAAAAAAEl8/aRLeXHO4OgY/s1600/401258_10150548444619396_678174395_8624060_64961221_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KX37jnD9KwY/TyqmJIe1ppI/AAAAAAAAEl8/aRLeXHO4OgY/s320/401258_10150548444619396_678174395_8624060_64961221_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704554553844016786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;See that smile? I want to see that smile. Not the fake smile I saw in class today. It breaks my heart to see you sad today. And as much as I want to comfort you, I do not know to. I'm sorry. I suck at words and I'm sacred I said the wrong things. I hate it when my friends are sad and especially when I can't do to make everything alright. You know I'll always be here for you and my shoulder is always there for you to cry on. You can pour whatever you feel like pouring to me, I will always be your listening ear. I promise. I know how you feel when your world suddenly come crashing down on you. Cause I've encountered that. And lucky for me, I have my classmates by my side. Maybe, Ismat by my side making me sure that everything will be alright. And, now I will be by your side making sure that everything is alright and that you will never stand alone. Because I will always be there. You have been there for me whenever I go crazy or needed help. So I guess this is time for me to pay back. I know, it takes time to heal everything that is being hurt but remember you're never alone. (Eh, dah macam Liverpool punya slogan je? :P) Luv you shayang shayang. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-5115236318828416888?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5115236318828416888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=5115236318828416888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5115236318828416888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5115236318828416888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2012/02/you-cant-rely-on-other-people-to-make.html' title='You can&apos;t rely on other people to make you happy.'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KX37jnD9KwY/TyqmJIe1ppI/AAAAAAAAEl8/aRLeXHO4OgY/s72-c/401258_10150548444619396_678174395_8624060_64961221_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-447964009098464350</id><published>2012-01-12T10:58:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:05:18.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR @papayaruns ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8mksnnT3gzY/TxECP1tApiI/AAAAAAAAElw/EgnJC_GQ_oo/s1600/11.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v-DqRJGibss/Tw8Lcy1piUI/AAAAAAAAEjs/QR8RSkPYPjY/s320/3.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696784642958002498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FxsDeNotKR0/Tw5Q6-o3jrI/AAAAAAAAEjg/Yvm2QZdPMr0/s1600/6.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FxsDeNotKR0/Tw5Q6-o3jrI/AAAAAAAAEjg/Yvm2QZdPMr0/s320/6.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696579552847302322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3BxomLAu6V0/Tw5PBjD9ALI/AAAAAAAAEjU/Y7p2ixRimZE/s1600/2.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3BxomLAu6V0/Tw5PBjD9ALI/AAAAAAAAEjU/Y7p2ixRimZE/s320/2.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696577466680541362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_E7O9naUOh4/Tw5OnwD0PfI/AAAAAAAAEjE/A_wUswBSYrU/s1600/ZB4941918_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_E7O9naUOh4/Tw5OnwD0PfI/AAAAAAAAEjE/A_wUswBSYrU/s320/ZB4941918_main.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696577023493029362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-djb3sFPwF_E/Tw5OniYmksI/AAAAAAAAEi8/TINrt3Es7xE/s1600/Capture.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-djb3sFPwF_E/Tw5OniYmksI/AAAAAAAAEi8/TINrt3Es7xE/s320/Capture.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696577019822117570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hCyknYw2kNY/Tw5M78Uap9I/AAAAAAAAEiw/UKpsvgLZVXU/s1600/VLC7887-ROSWOO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hCyknYw2kNY/Tw5M78Uap9I/AAAAAAAAEiw/UKpsvgLZVXU/s320/VLC7887-ROSWOO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696575171358009298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RzThKbR-LH8/Tw5M7j5zIwI/AAAAAAAAEik/wmBD9-Kw0Dc/s1600/179169400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RzThKbR-LH8/Tw5M7j5zIwI/AAAAAAAAEik/wmBD9-Kw0Dc/s320/179169400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696575164803916546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You're in deep trouble cause I'm in love with bags and shoes now. Also, I really need a new bag pack for school that can fit my clothes, laptop and other essentials. Too bad you have a little sister who is of high maintenance. Opppssss sorry! :( &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, other than that I thing you can get me hmmmmm lemme see............ clothes from F21, H&amp;amp;M, New Look or Zara keeeee would be nice. But please ah please ah please. Pretty please with cherries on top, I want...................... iPod Touch (you promised!) or iPhone!!!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-447964009098464350?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/447964009098464350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=447964009098464350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/447964009098464350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/447964009098464350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2012/01/for-papayaruns.html' title='FOR @papayaruns ♥'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8mksnnT3gzY/TxECP1tApiI/AAAAAAAAElw/EgnJC_GQ_oo/s72-c/11.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-7144454049503595700</id><published>2011-12-31T15:27:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T20:41:44.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#bestmemoriesof2011</title><content type='html'>Let's take a trip down memory lane. 2011 was no doubt another amazing year. More friends, more memories, more adventures, more love, more happiness and more laughter. Even though there was a little bit of break ups, sadness and tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words could not explain the hell of a year I had this year. They say pictures paints thousand words. This are those who actually made an impact in my life during this year. Making me laugh, smile and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There year started of by knowing this girl, Dharma. Dancing is part of what I do now. The stage is my playground.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTiMy7NLXQM/Tv7GiVPEiQI/AAAAAAAAEbc/1vtd_5JrAlE/s1600/385550_10150377614364490_807479489_8135743_1256290347_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTiMy7NLXQM/Tv7GiVPEiQI/AAAAAAAAEbc/1vtd_5JrAlE/s320/385550_10150377614364490_807479489_8135743_1256290347_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692205272161093890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dm8v6J5w6M0/Tv7GiLXXb_I/AAAAAAAAEbQ/jxotuDkFlcE/s1600/384855_2694847410362_1231880692_33318532_843682160_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dm8v6J5w6M0/Tv7GiLXXb_I/AAAAAAAAEbQ/jxotuDkFlcE/s320/384855_2694847410362_1231880692_33318532_843682160_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692205269511532530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rbC9gd0etTs/Tv7GX_jPpcI/AAAAAAAAEa8/gxzAr4z-8gs/s1600/384378_2694808249383_1231880692_33318411_2046794408_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rbC9gd0etTs/Tv7GX_jPpcI/AAAAAAAAEa8/gxzAr4z-8gs/s320/384378_2694808249383_1231880692_33318411_2046794408_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692205094541436354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5DIwGHEa-UA/Tv7GW9gGRaI/AAAAAAAAEaw/8nLcGNhl8SQ/s1600/381367_10150434039421037_679076036_8369379_1394517309_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5DIwGHEa-UA/Tv7GW9gGRaI/AAAAAAAAEaw/8nLcGNhl8SQ/s320/381367_10150434039421037_679076036_8369379_1394517309_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692205076811498914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AUIKtAMJ5fc/Tv7GWi6StVI/AAAAAAAAEak/r97IjLo11mA/s1600/380364_10150366331359331_702299330_8217703_935975033_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AUIKtAMJ5fc/Tv7GWi6StVI/AAAAAAAAEak/r97IjLo11mA/s320/380364_10150366331359331_702299330_8217703_935975033_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692205069673608530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pid-jNbwJ6k/Tv7GU9rjXWI/AAAAAAAAEaY/ZRAolkrQEYE/s1600/327256_10150337876267615_520837614_8232336_1660540464_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pid-jNbwJ6k/Tv7GU9rjXWI/AAAAAAAAEaY/ZRAolkrQEYE/s320/327256_10150337876267615_520837614_8232336_1660540464_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692205042499804514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4Oqde2EvLU/Tv7GUnHes7I/AAAAAAAAEaM/Smoba1LCcgY/s1600/315058_10150342453865073_656770072_8381671_44055377_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4Oqde2EvLU/Tv7GUnHes7I/AAAAAAAAEaM/Smoba1LCcgY/s320/315058_10150342453865073_656770072_8381671_44055377_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692205036442923954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_sShU5T47lA/Tv7GFb9zf3I/AAAAAAAAEaA/N7PD1y2aiDw/s1600/298835_10150956820595188_891560187_22031818_1595743932_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_sShU5T47lA/Tv7GFb9zf3I/AAAAAAAAEaA/N7PD1y2aiDw/s320/298835_10150956820595188_891560187_22031818_1595743932_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692204775751516018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Px6dXu7XZaA/Tv7GEABEytI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/fhc5kz051YI/s1600/297165_2250382950574_1578255353_2296693_1698164469_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Px6dXu7XZaA/Tv7GEABEytI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/fhc5kz051YI/s320/297165_2250382950574_1578255353_2296693_1698164469_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692204751069170386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5-BOulu3Kqc/Tv7GDsh0Z8I/AAAAAAAAEZk/_JYKpNTLqU8/s1600/284119_10150251038039331_702299330_7477280_1462606_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5-BOulu3Kqc/Tv7GDsh0Z8I/AAAAAAAAEZk/_JYKpNTLqU8/s320/284119_10150251038039331_702299330_7477280_1462606_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692204745837799362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BuHK-iWKQIs/Tv7GDfQ4yqI/AAAAAAAAEZY/GfWYUMlDv_Q/s1600/263339_10150251038294331_702299330_7477285_4476936_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BuHK-iWKQIs/Tv7GDfQ4yqI/AAAAAAAAEZY/GfWYUMlDv_Q/s320/263339_10150251038294331_702299330_7477285_4476936_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692204742277122722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1uk2f4Ki3A/Tv7GDG2UbHI/AAAAAAAAEZQ/qOUBZjGgUCI/s1600/247916_10150185445094331_702299330_6910523_8339831_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1uk2f4Ki3A/Tv7GDG2UbHI/AAAAAAAAEZQ/qOUBZjGgUCI/s320/247916_10150185445094331_702299330_6910523_8339831_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692204735723236466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again, really I have never thought that I would enjoy dancing with Dharma. I thought they're those hi-bye kind of friends but surprisingly, they are always there to make my day! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I made new friends each day. Having more company, having more adventure and having more laughs. And more love. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q4IjLh9_8q8/Tv7YoOdkqWI/AAAAAAAAEfI/9DDwX0Z80-k/s1600/snapshot%2B%252812%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q4IjLh9_8q8/Tv7YoOdkqWI/AAAAAAAAEfI/9DDwX0Z80-k/s320/snapshot%2B%252812%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692225164631386466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNpBQbGh3vI/Tv7Yn29EZAI/AAAAAAAAEe8/YnHGcivjvWs/s1600/DSC04844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNpBQbGh3vI/Tv7Yn29EZAI/AAAAAAAAEe8/YnHGcivjvWs/s320/DSC04844.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692225158321038338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TqDt5Py7B98/Tv7YnHdu1qI/AAAAAAAAEew/woruAecD-WI/s1600/DSC04705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QGWvofB0aIk/Tv8q2LoKzWI/AAAAAAAAEfk/crI221S1o_Y/s320/385125_197010503723323_100002431249869_381527_363801076_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692315564342168930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W4r30s-8D4M/Tv8q15MbP_I/AAAAAAAAEfU/LTwxAIm1DqQ/s1600/310854_10150379866279286_681169285_7999578_303244478_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W4r30s-8D4M/Tv8q15MbP_I/AAAAAAAAEfU/LTwxAIm1DqQ/s320/310854_10150379866279286_681169285_7999578_303244478_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692315559393968114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made a lot of new friends through dance, volunteering, on the bus and of course by the changing of classes each semester. I hate it that Republic Polytechnic's system where we have to change class every semesters. I only have a duration of 15 weeks with my classmates and it is totally not cool. I wish miss most of them cause they were always there to cheer me up whenever I'm down. Those juicy gossips and crazy jokes, I'll miss those for sure, no doubt. There's too many that I want to share. Too many events that made my year 2011 a wonderful one but I can't possibly put everything. I would love too cause everyone one of you out there have made my year 2011 an amazing one in each and your own ways. Mwuah muwah! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ySYPPOFXHKI/Tv8wbgVrk6I/AAAAAAAAEiI/3lLmLqEGn3c/s1600/388839_10150502008109905_666134904_8402152_1242883639_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ySYPPOFXHKI/Tv8wbgVrk6I/AAAAAAAAEiI/3lLmLqEGn3c/s320/388839_10150502008109905_666134904_8402152_1242883639_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692321703115068322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ht_f0361mmE/Tv8wY2Jyh2I/AAAAAAAAEhs/8hH87HfpW18/s1600/331374_10150300312692487_753577486_7850423_1589972_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ht_f0361mmE/Tv8wY2Jyh2I/AAAAAAAAEhs/8hH87HfpW18/s320/331374_10150300312692487_753577486_7850423_1589972_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692321657431164770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TcU4nNbmUZA/Tv8wYwl1MfI/AAAAAAAAEhg/oZ4Bk75_rSo/s1600/310709_10150328601524905_666134904_7694287_1754198727_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TcU4nNbmUZA/Tv8wYwl1MfI/AAAAAAAAEhg/oZ4Bk75_rSo/s320/310709_10150328601524905_666134904_7694287_1754198727_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692321655938167282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wRXrJkBzLXY/Tv8wYjSrk9I/AAAAAAAAEhY/-qEKXYLZu5o/s1600/282654_10150252311212278_665462277_7064095_4479656_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wRXrJkBzLXY/Tv8wYjSrk9I/AAAAAAAAEhY/-qEKXYLZu5o/s320/282654_10150252311212278_665462277_7064095_4479656_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692321652368184274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QKIyjPr_Gtc/Tv8v8U0isqI/AAAAAAAAEhE/zCshzFQ8PxA/s1600/328630_2676671829598_1040305460_2763180_1070474352_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QKIyjPr_Gtc/Tv8v8U0isqI/AAAAAAAAEhE/zCshzFQ8PxA/s320/328630_2676671829598_1040305460_2763180_1070474352_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692321167447339682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t--8aRn2uuU/Tv8v7zkghKI/AAAAAAAAEg4/dLqeDQEj8Ak/s1600/388404_10150389233314246_520479245_7990486_1570442538_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t--8aRn2uuU/Tv8v7zkghKI/AAAAAAAAEg4/dLqeDQEj8Ak/s320/388404_10150389233314246_520479245_7990486_1570442538_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692321158521717922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JEdx_roVdJA/Tv8v5UJB5UI/AAAAAAAAEgc/NsEEkHXb3LM/s1600/4-up%2Bon%2B2011-05-11%2Bat%2B00.56.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JEdx_roVdJA/Tv8v5UJB5UI/AAAAAAAAEgc/NsEEkHXb3LM/s320/4-up%2Bon%2B2011-05-11%2Bat%2B00.56.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692321115725227330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQqkwBzqMak/Tv8v5J0KViI/AAAAAAAAEgU/7lnGfqYwddc/s1600/302055_10150328588719905_666134904_7694134_946150507_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQqkwBzqMak/Tv8v5J0KViI/AAAAAAAAEgU/7lnGfqYwddc/s320/302055_10150328588719905_666134904_7694134_946150507_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692321112953345570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though I have made new friends, I have never forget those who stay by me all this while. Those people who I can trust with my life who has seen the best and worst of my and will be there whenever I need someone to talk to, There is a balance in the relationship between give and take. I feel so in sync with them that I can comfortably share my innermost feelings and thoughts.  I really thank god for the friends who are willing to give their whole day, just to make sure I get through mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, most importantly. On top of everything, THEM. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0LtYo8eDEc/Tv8x9b6JMDI/AAAAAAAAEiY/KjGYwMAGLUY/s1600/77874_474129369330_702299330_5785926_5563704_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0LtYo8eDEc/Tv8x9b6JMDI/AAAAAAAAEiY/KjGYwMAGLUY/s320/77874_474129369330_702299330_5785926_5563704_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692323385553006642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A year ago, I would've never guessed my life would be the way it is now. What a wonderful life I've had! I only wish I'd realized it sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every ending, there is always a new beginning. You can't start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading the last one.  Friendship made and lost. People come and go like seasons. Relationships made and lost. Which left me with lessons to be learnt. A lot of mistakes, mistakes and memories have been created in 2011. What a bittersweet year for me. 2011 has been a crazy year. Still, I can't wait to see what 2012 is in store for me. Praying for another fun filled year.  Thus, what happens in 2011, stays in 2011. I meant the unpleasant stuff. The obstacles that made me in a stronger person. I am going to leave those people who left me in 2011. I'm gonna leave the negative shit in 2011 and bring all the positive memories with me. I am going to leave all those heartbreaks and tears behind. Make sure I forgive those who hurt me before I go into a brand new year and certainly forget those who left me. I will have less sadder days ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wishes for 2012: 12 months of happiness, 52 weeks of fun, 365 days of success, 8760 hours of good health, 54600 minutes of goodluck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, guys. xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-7144454049503595700?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/7144454049503595700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=7144454049503595700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/7144454049503595700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/7144454049503595700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2011/12/bestmemoriesof2011.html' title='#bestmemoriesof2011'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTiMy7NLXQM/Tv7GiVPEiQI/AAAAAAAAEbc/1vtd_5JrAlE/s72-c/385550_10150377614364490_807479489_8135743_1256290347_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-2196127153017217393</id><published>2011-12-15T19:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T20:22:42.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To live would be an awfully big adventure.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5p41pkmphj0/TundTr3me7I/AAAAAAAAEX4/eJwZ6VKCYO0/s1600/zombie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5p41pkmphj0/TundTr3me7I/AAAAAAAAEX4/eJwZ6VKCYO0/s320/zombie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686319334795148210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7We6wwLeCQ/TundSxeTBEI/AAAAAAAAEXw/UmwkDR1__NA/s1600/Navielle%2Band%2BJaryl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7We6wwLeCQ/TundSxeTBEI/AAAAAAAAEXw/UmwkDR1__NA/s320/Navielle%2Band%2BJaryl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686319319119758402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I smell holidays! Totally need this break, it's been hell of a 10 weeks of school. In a blink of an eye, it is already 10 weeks and 5 more weeks to Year 2 Semester 2. Frankly, I kinda love my class this semester. We might not have all the grand outings or the movie dates and outings, but I guess we still rock. The semester couldn't be better without them.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hIR9QtaxSus/TundShRsJsI/AAAAAAAAEXg/FD9k1MF2AWo/s1600/Jaryl%2Band%2BNaville%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hIR9QtaxSus/TundShRsJsI/AAAAAAAAEXg/FD9k1MF2AWo/s320/Jaryl%2Band%2BNaville%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686319314771912386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXoXw4XG_2E/TundR_yw31I/AAAAAAAAEXU/l654QQO9JCs/s1600/US.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXoXw4XG_2E/TundR_yw31I/AAAAAAAAEXU/l654QQO9JCs/s320/US.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686319305783828306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the first time the whole actually had lunch today. If not, I will always be going lunch with Zahidah, Yasir, Faiz and Irfan. And I really mean every single one of us, no one left behind. As for today we had a dress code - grey! And, we went to school late as we had breakfast first at Causeway. :) Finally, feeling the love huh! ♥ Picnic with them this coming Wednesday, omg I can't wait! ;)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qLnTwPQ8UEQ/TunfimKca7I/AAAAAAAAEZE/p-WzWCrBgqc/s1600/Zahidah%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qLnTwPQ8UEQ/TunfimKca7I/AAAAAAAAEZE/p-WzWCrBgqc/s320/Zahidah%2B7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686321789984861106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8MMs8DoB8Q/Tunfh0-rCzI/AAAAAAAAEY4/WrGflQEtECE/s1600/Zahidah%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8MMs8DoB8Q/Tunfh0-rCzI/AAAAAAAAEY4/WrGflQEtECE/s320/Zahidah%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686321776782150450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DzagVDMEaMA/Tunfhyh7AeI/AAAAAAAAEYs/a2dJmBosfHg/s1600/Zahidah%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DzagVDMEaMA/Tunfhyh7AeI/AAAAAAAAEYs/a2dJmBosfHg/s320/Zahidah%2B8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686321776124690914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2TxgQ7gqmtw/Tunfg06wMVI/AAAAAAAAEYc/B5eLhUa9VA4/s1600/Zahidah%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2TxgQ7gqmtw/Tunfg06wMVI/AAAAAAAAEYc/B5eLhUa9VA4/s320/Zahidah%2B10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686321759585841490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9BpkokUilIk/TunfgwB2NHI/AAAAAAAAEYU/SRGeg_yeTgM/s1600/Zahidah%2B12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9BpkokUilIk/TunfgwB2NHI/AAAAAAAAEYU/SRGeg_yeTgM/s320/Zahidah%2B12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686321758273418354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love them like a love song baby. HAHAHAHA omg every single time I see them, it reminds me of that song. This two (above) never fail to make me laugh every single day! Zahidah is my new best bud in class. It's funny how we give weird stares at each other during the first day of school and then become good buds now. But, on thing we always fail to do. Plan to go to school together! Every time we plan to go to school together, it doesn't happen. But whenever we don't plan, we will bump into each other in the bus and head to school together! Moving on, Irfan the greatest gay friend ever! Whenever he and Zahidah meets, it'll be "war". I swear I'll miss both of them which includes Shiril, Yasir and Faiz.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QU3YHUiDhjU/TundRjmxqpI/AAAAAAAAEXI/wvFGzF5JbxE/s1600/US%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QU3YHUiDhjU/TundRjmxqpI/AAAAAAAAEXI/wvFGzF5JbxE/s320/US%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686319298217355922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J7ANkR174DY/Tundqdwjy8I/AAAAAAAAEYI/l4bdWpjy_Fs/s1600/Pretty%2Bboys%2Band%2Bgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J7ANkR174DY/Tundqdwjy8I/AAAAAAAAEYI/l4bdWpjy_Fs/s320/Pretty%2Bboys%2Band%2Bgirl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686319726144506818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;(More pictures on Facebook)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-2196127153017217393?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2196127153017217393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=2196127153017217393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2196127153017217393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2196127153017217393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-live-would-be-awfully-big-adventure.html' title='To live would be an awfully big adventure.'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-5p41pkmphj0/TundTr3me7I/AAAAAAAAEX4/eJwZ6VKCYO0/s72-c/zombie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-5145397646154350519</id><published>2011-11-28T15:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T16:13:57.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>Spent the recent Sunday with my four Dharma girls - Erin, Lili and Afiqah. Surprisingly, the wedding that we performed at is at my second cousin's wedding. Indeed it was an wonderful Sunday spent with them with our non-stop laughing and jokes!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mbwmrVh_hsE/TtnXOpqxx0I/AAAAAAAAEW8/cw0fz9TNx0E/s1600/391989_2777206549289_1231880692_33358091_292551842_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mbwmrVh_hsE/TtnXOpqxx0I/AAAAAAAAEW8/cw0fz9TNx0E/s320/391989_2777206549289_1231880692_33358091_292551842_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681809051608008514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SUtU1y_aIGc/TtnXOWb5iuI/AAAAAAAAEWs/qde9qANX7R8/s1600/391146_2777190228881_1231880692_33358040_1925841005_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SUtU1y_aIGc/TtnXOWb5iuI/AAAAAAAAEWs/qde9qANX7R8/s320/391146_2777190228881_1231880692_33358040_1925841005_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681809046445329122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJzxJOl9zz8/TtnXON_S4rI/AAAAAAAAEWk/2Nl9p8g7cds/s1600/391055_2777196909048_1231880692_33358061_151633464_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80NAjjT-dxQ/TtnW3-xiYRI/AAAAAAAAEVs/mvoDjV1jM9I/s320/387732_2777202549189_1231880692_33358078_700914012_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681808662136512786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-sz37BfIzM/TtnW3hF6aAI/AAAAAAAAEVg/RFLkKRtSCsU/s1600/387467_2777169508363_1231880692_33357972_752799930_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-sz37BfIzM/TtnW3hF6aAI/AAAAAAAAEVg/RFLkKRtSCsU/s320/387467_2777169508363_1231880692_33357972_752799930_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681808654168909826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60tOc-gpN1Q/TtnWhydaKcI/AAAAAAAAEVI/OFeB0dm5kNw/s1600/387121_2777192268932_1231880692_33358046_2060851749_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60tOc-gpN1Q/TtnWhydaKcI/AAAAAAAAEVI/OFeB0dm5kNw/s320/387121_2777192268932_1231880692_33358046_2060851749_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681808280873740738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ux1c-oNUU2Q/TtnWhqGJbzI/AAAAAAAAEU4/NY0RSRaDjmA/s1600/386471_2777197349059_1231880692_33358063_1463156795_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ux1c-oNUU2Q/TtnWhqGJbzI/AAAAAAAAEU4/NY0RSRaDjmA/s320/386471_2777197349059_1231880692_33358063_1463156795_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681808278628691762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many have asked me why this, "Aren't you tired or bored after years in Tarian?" Well... as a matter of fact, I do have thoughts of quitting Tarian before I went in to Repbulic Polytechnic. However, when Cikgu called me out to dance for Momentum , I kind of thought like perhaps it will be my last. But from that last, I thought maybe the next performance would be my last and it goes on. Maybe this is what you call passion? Sometimes, even how tired I am and how I dread going to dance practises I still find joy in dancing. I love being on stage and the feeling of satisfaction after a great performance is always describable. I may not be the best dancer but I know I give my best everything I'm up there. Would I continue dancing after polytechnic? Hmmm..... tough one. I myself don't know. We'll let time decide I guess. :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zBP8tlPoIdM/TtnWhnuVQ2I/AAAAAAAAEUw/up27tm6xeOM/s1600/386048_2777188868847_1231880692_33358036_2085561658_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zBP8tlPoIdM/TtnWhnuVQ2I/AAAAAAAAEUw/up27tm6xeOM/s320/386048_2777188868847_1231880692_33358036_2085561658_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681808277991932770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O3oJVV5re00/TtnWhMXbU4I/AAAAAAAAEUo/S1OY6sjcz0Y/s1600/384988_2777191748919_1231880692_33358044_2080725651_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O3oJVV5re00/TtnWhMXbU4I/AAAAAAAAEUo/S1OY6sjcz0Y/s320/384988_2777191748919_1231880692_33358044_2080725651_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681808270648103810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zyen51icKHk/TtnWg76YlXI/AAAAAAAAEUc/-1TE8yRTaQY/s1600/384167_2777186948799_1231880692_33358032_144120393_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5JvwB9VIyQs/TtnVh7plQuI/AAAAAAAAESI/_t3d5h8LJ6w/s320/376476_2777197189055_1231880692_33358062_672029999_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681807183829091042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pCkWQPgbUCI/TtnVhHSZGfI/AAAAAAAAER8/A4mvmXOo3qA/s1600/376111_2777180468637_1231880692_33358012_668125861_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pCkWQPgbUCI/TtnVhHSZGfI/AAAAAAAAER8/A4mvmXOo3qA/s320/376111_2777180468637_1231880692_33358012_668125861_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681807169773181426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OqNubHSp3IE/TtnVg5IQEmI/AAAAAAAAERs/7zvHWAd6ors/s1600/313500_2777177108553_1231880692_33358001_6731091_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OqNubHSp3IE/TtnVg5IQEmI/AAAAAAAAERs/7zvHWAd6ors/s320/313500_2777177108553_1231880692_33358001_6731091_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681807165972550242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8m6kbc8tjz0/TtnVg5HEXvI/AAAAAAAAERk/ruLJL5YRPvw/s1600/310534_2777193228956_1231880692_33358048_708755236_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8m6kbc8tjz0/TtnVg5HEXvI/AAAAAAAAERk/ruLJL5YRPvw/s320/310534_2777193228956_1231880692_33358048_708755236_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681807165967589106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone was excited for Solo Trip and I was too! Solo Trip with my Dharma girls. But sadly, we have a few problems thus we have to postponed Solo Trip to February. It's ok, can't waitttt! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-5145397646154350519?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5145397646154350519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=5145397646154350519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5145397646154350519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5145397646154350519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2011/11/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mbwmrVh_hsE/TtnXOpqxx0I/AAAAAAAAEW8/cw0fz9TNx0E/s72-c/391989_2777206549289_1231880692_33358091_292551842_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-8327793417109468434</id><published>2011-11-24T10:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T21:36:49.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The stage is my playground</title><content type='html'>Finally, I'm done with the back-to-back performances! I swear it was tiring and sadly, I fell sick as soon as it ended. Started off with Opening Launch, followed by the big show MUSE IV, Rhythm of Rainbow and recently Malay Heritage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSE IV is finally over! WOOOOHOOOOOO ~ But, after months of long and intensive trainings which ended till very late at nights, I think I'm gonna miss those days. Before, I wanted MUSE IV to end so badly. But now, I think I think I'm missing the hectic trainings. Even though it was really a it wasn't a great process,  having to juggle school, dance practice after school, UTs and work. And not forgetting parents who is forever asking hundred and one questions whenever I reach home very late at night, having trainings on a Saturday or a Public Holiday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day have come, 10 November. The day everyone have been waiting for. I really enjoyed every minute of it and those beautiful memories will always there in my mind. It was intense. It was dark. It was creepy. And I guess we totally killed the audience. Thumbs up from the audience really made me smile from ear to ear cause I know all those hard work, sweat and tears my dance group and I put in was not put to waste. I believe that every one of the dancer put their heart and soul to that 15 minutes of dance. Tiring but it was all worth it. :') Indeed, it was a night to remember. Really have to thank those who came down to support, waiting about the theatre. Tight hugs and laughs really made my night. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hhk_iNzPQGI/Ts5Bu9x6WrI/AAAAAAAAERM/eBVHSwu2iV4/s1600/386215_10150393913409247_670984246_9147928_1247185129_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hhk_iNzPQGI/Ts5Bu9x6WrI/AAAAAAAAERM/eBVHSwu2iV4/s320/386215_10150393913409247_670984246_9147928_1247185129_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678548455274470066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0h50mZ_urYM/Ts5BugLw_mI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/7iCemWX1Kb4/s1600/375464_10150393913814247_670984246_9147935_687090779_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0h50mZ_urYM/Ts5BugLw_mI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/7iCemWX1Kb4/s320/375464_10150393913814247_670984246_9147935_687090779_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678548447329844834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NER80FPQ3j8/Ts5BuEnv1BI/AAAAAAAAEQw/ow18ograxMg/s1600/377543_10150393903829247_670984246_9147789_955795445_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NER80FPQ3j8/Ts5BuEnv1BI/AAAAAAAAEQw/ow18ograxMg/s320/377543_10150393903829247_670984246_9147789_955795445_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678548439931016210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HMaCvp7xtLk/Ts5BuOGHb_I/AAAAAAAAEQg/Xcikw6nhSSQ/s1600/374112_10150393913724247_670984246_9147933_460912475_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HMaCvp7xtLk/Ts5BuOGHb_I/AAAAAAAAEQg/Xcikw6nhSSQ/s320/374112_10150393913724247_670984246_9147933_460912475_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678548442474311666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0peOe_tg5MI/Ts5Bt_-NVDI/AAAAAAAAEQY/S1pXJ98swyc/s1600/309574_10150393908749247_670984246_9147854_1936550918_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0peOe_tg5MI/Ts5Bt_-NVDI/AAAAAAAAEQY/S1pXJ98swyc/s320/309574_10150393908749247_670984246_9147854_1936550918_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678548438683046962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N-eLaZxzKsw/Ts5BbYYQJtI/AAAAAAAAEQI/hA67f8nCeuM/s1600/305425_10150393905204247_670984246_9147816_1947708923_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N-eLaZxzKsw/Ts5BbYYQJtI/AAAAAAAAEQI/hA67f8nCeuM/s320/305425_10150393905204247_670984246_9147816_1947708923_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678548118817220306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gJMqzrZsBQE/Ts5BbXHn1NI/AAAAAAAAEP8/D7o3lt8tuc4/s1600/303931_10150394854679247_670984246_9151231_1743812786_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gJMqzrZsBQE/Ts5BbXHn1NI/AAAAAAAAEP8/D7o3lt8tuc4/s320/303931_10150394854679247_670984246_9151231_1743812786_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678548118479033554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opening Launch and Rhythm of Rainbow was one of those rare moments where we can combine with the IGs and be as one. Even though we don't really talk to each other. I think we really are able to connect through each others moves.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1BNqXSOmjag/Ts5B2W5LLgI/AAAAAAAAERU/S7ShnElBwPs/s1600/392026_10150393904379247_670984246_9147797_2070216792_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1BNqXSOmjag/Ts5B2W5LLgI/AAAAAAAAERU/S7ShnElBwPs/s320/392026_10150393904379247_670984246_9147797_2070216792_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678548582274903554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Sunday was one of the best Sundays. Well spent with Dharma girls. Performance over at Taman Warisan with other two amazing dance groups - Attri and DIA. It was a great experience and I feel that ever since I'm in Republic Polytechnic, I feel that I have been given so much opportunities and exposure. With that, I really have to thank Cikgu Rahman. Without him, I don't think I will be able to reach this far. For that, alhamdulillah :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hmACHQK5-DI/Ts5BZ8_YmAI/AAAAAAAAEPg/eMtKoQ7_4NU/s1600/389824_10150371109109331_702299330_8235585_785985846_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hmACHQK5-DI/Ts5BZ8_YmAI/AAAAAAAAEPg/eMtKoQ7_4NU/s320/389824_10150371109109331_702299330_8235585_785985846_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678548094285289474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGRuqzgeEwY/Ts5BZqhQqkI/AAAAAAAAEPY/siX3X3JBquw/s1600/387314_10150371108639331_702299330_8235582_1459451320_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGRuqzgeEwY/Ts5BZqhQqkI/AAAAAAAAEPY/siX3X3JBquw/s320/387314_10150371108639331_702299330_8235582_1459451320_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678548089327102530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l4m4aGKPeeQ/Ts5BHMUHaJI/AAAAAAAAEPM/DuRGQafFwsE/s1600/381597_10150371144269331_702299330_8235776_1348821035_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j43uZmNj2jI/Ts5BFrJt1OI/AAAAAAAAEOc/gwOXbKjzKQY/s320/319993_10150371144509331_702299330_8235779_981821770_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678547745899402466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vazfULVPQHE/Ts4_5R8FLdI/AAAAAAAAEOQ/Ff54pAE0LK0/s1600/317840_10150371118249331_702299330_8235652_1494736527_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vazfULVPQHE/Ts4_5R8FLdI/AAAAAAAAEOQ/Ff54pAE0LK0/s320/317840_10150371118249331_702299330_8235652_1494736527_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678546433461267922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aM5dDbUsrqA/Ts4_5BbGaRI/AAAAAAAAEN8/qrKPEh8vCv4/s1600/317539_10150371092054331_702299330_8235441_1246038706_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aM5dDbUsrqA/Ts4_5BbGaRI/AAAAAAAAEN8/qrKPEh8vCv4/s320/317539_10150371092054331_702299330_8235441_1246038706_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678546429027969298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s16DCq4l9mo/Ts4_40o_uVI/AAAAAAAAEN0/-mc5SIiBcKM/s1600/315096_10150371085504331_702299330_8235382_404209416_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s16DCq4l9mo/Ts4_40o_uVI/AAAAAAAAEN0/-mc5SIiBcKM/s320/315096_10150371085504331_702299330_8235382_404209416_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678546425596590418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M6q4hez0EqU/Ts4_3uUMcVI/AAAAAAAAENo/ZAchmchUbG8/s1600/312042_10150371321671024_659646023_8404897_1443532477_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M6q4hez0EqU/Ts4_3uUMcVI/AAAAAAAAENo/ZAchmchUbG8/s320/312042_10150371321671024_659646023_8404897_1443532477_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678546406718861650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JhX18kWKboc/Ts4_3aTbh0I/AAAAAAAAENc/-ZbfmYTOxU0/s1600/302311_10150371094984331_702299330_8235459_969281600_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JhX18kWKboc/Ts4_3aTbh0I/AAAAAAAAENc/-ZbfmYTOxU0/s320/302311_10150371094984331_702299330_8235459_969281600_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678546401346946882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FREE3mj0P1w/Ts5BZ6CTRKI/AAAAAAAAEP0/i3dqIHdYwgU/s1600/393752_10150371320146024_659646023_8404875_75300723_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FREE3mj0P1w/Ts5BZ6CTRKI/AAAAAAAAEP0/i3dqIHdYwgU/s320/393752_10150371320146024_659646023_8404875_75300723_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678548093492216994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As for now, we are getting ready for Solo, Indonesia! I can't wait for the trip with the rest of the Dharma girls! December, I'm couting down to you ;) I thought everything was done, but my Sunday this week would be packed with performance again. It's ok, I guess the stage is my playground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest of the pictures on Facebook! See you guys soon :&gt; &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-8327793417109468434?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8327793417109468434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=8327793417109468434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8327793417109468434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8327793417109468434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2011/11/stage-is-my-playground.html' title='The stage is my playground'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hhk_iNzPQGI/Ts5Bu9x6WrI/AAAAAAAAERM/eBVHSwu2iV4/s72-c/386215_10150393913409247_670984246_9147928_1247185129_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-4663417850686731220</id><published>2011-10-26T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T22:47:43.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're all just kids who grew up way too fast</title><content type='html'>Hi I'm back here again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... to my awesome stalkers out there I know who you are! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA yeah right! Irfan, if you're reading this you better shuttup and not say it out loud during class. Next time, I swear I'll scotch tape your mouth! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-70qwiwurlTs/TqgU6KxuV7I/AAAAAAAAEK8/9re1oq1QRlE/s1600/312782_10150349820877427_522632426_8043254_801873491_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-70qwiwurlTs/TqgU6KxuV7I/AAAAAAAAEK8/9re1oq1QRlE/s320/312782_10150349820877427_522632426_8043254_801873491_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667803120603649970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;School been great but I hate when there are projects to be done. Bummer! I think I finally gel in with my classmates. The guys would forever make me laugh. Dance practice is hard core and I swear I never feel this tired before. I'm physically and mentally drained by the time Tuesday comes. I am god damn lucky to have Erin to laugh off those tiredness. And keep pushing each other to do better. :) Upcoming performance, MUSE! So have you guys gotten your tickets for MUSE? If you have not, grab it fast!!! 'Cause limited seats left! It's a show definitely not to be missed! 10 November ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the awkward moment when you find out something you are not supposed to know. You would not know how to react in front of that person even if that person is your best friend. Things just would not be the same again. Now, I do not feel comfortable talking to you. I do not feel comfortable hanging out with you. Everything just does not seem right. I feel so awkward just being around you. I treated you more like a brother. Perhaps, feelings do bloom when you get close. Never will two friends of the opposite sex stay as friends without one having feelings for the other. I do not deny that you are really nice and sweet. You are the only person that I could count on when I’m down or sick. You were really concern about me and I really appreciate it. I am truly grateful to have a friend, a brother like you. Yes, it is god damn obvious and I do get the hints. But, can I just act like I do not get it and that I am being purely slow? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azura was not helping me at all when I told her what happened. Instead she laughs at me! :( His text messages actually made me think back about the times we actually spend time together. Why didn’t I realise it earlier and actually stay away when it was necessary? No wonder he actually interrogated me about cute boy. Hmmm was I just living in denial and pretending not to know or do I really not know? Now, if I were to distance myself from him, wouldn’t it be more obvious? I suck being me you know. I hate being in a position like this. You know you can never have the person you like but at the same time you do not want the person that likes you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, whatever it is let’s just move forward and see what life have in store of us. Insyallah, everything will be just fine. Being friends without being awkward?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-4663417850686731220?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4663417850686731220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=4663417850686731220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4663417850686731220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4663417850686731220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2011/10/were-all-just-kids-who-grew-up-way-too.html' title='We&apos;re all just kids who grew up way too fast'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-70qwiwurlTs/TqgU6KxuV7I/AAAAAAAAEK8/9re1oq1QRlE/s72-c/312782_10150349820877427_522632426_8043254_801873491_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-3808597522205519758</id><published>2011-10-14T23:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T20:13:37.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New semester, new classmates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac71Ms8U_kk/TphiwEtLDiI/AAAAAAAAEKY/wO0izv5PZ90/s1600/snapshot%2B%252811%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac71Ms8U_kk/TphiwEtLDiI/AAAAAAAAEKY/wO0izv5PZ90/s320/snapshot%2B%252811%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663385109454851618"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So it's the second or third week of school. And I swear I hate my new classmates. I still love E25P more. Okay, I'm exaggerating! :P I don't hate my classmates. Perhaps there isn't the bond yet unlike E25P. Frankly, I don't hate my classmates. Hate is a strong word. Perhaps I dislike some of them. No, no, no, ONLY ONE OF THEM. HAHAHAHA drama mama eh me! :P But, serious talk this guy seriously is damn irritating and really gets onto my nerves. I FEEL LIKE KILLING HIM I SWEAR. However there's this guy in my class, Jonathon, his such a sweet guy. He actually tries to bond the class by creating a Facebook page for us and even asked us to go lunch together. But, I'm always missing :P&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oaBanE2YRUA/TphlTLWrj7I/AAAAAAAAEKw/DwpSVb-8LAQ/s1600/IMG00171-20110710-0941.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oaBanE2YRUA/TphlTLWrj7I/AAAAAAAAEKw/DwpSVb-8LAQ/s320/IMG00171-20110710-0941.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663387911558238130"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6kkCxaNZwf4/TphlS4jYPUI/AAAAAAAAEKk/FidjLgcwzuk/s320/IMG00099-20110602-2257.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663387906511224130"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been having lunch with Azura most of the times together with Reza and Ismat. Nisa, Leen where both of you? Budak budak science ni menghilang. Well..... have never really went for lunch with my classmates. What do you expect? There's only like 5 girls in my class including me. And out of this 5 girls, I have never really talked to any of them. Usually we would talk about power point stuff. There's only 1 Malay girl, Zahidah and I only go lunch with her every Wednesday because her friend goes lunch with Ismat. The other 3 Chinese girls like hmmmm......... The Malay guys in my class are rather cool but still they're like hi-bye friends. So I can't possibly go lunch with them. I'll end up lunching alone if Azura, Ismat or Reza is not available.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ESuFf4JrbBg/TphisiL23qI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/iwCUHZkGE6o/s1600/DSC01878.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ESuFf4JrbBg/TphisiL23qI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/iwCUHZkGE6o/s320/DSC01878.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663385048648703650"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss being in the team with Baiyong for three consecutive weeks! Lunch with him the other day and we kind of catch up with each other. Before that we went to watch a movie which was super boring and our butts were numb by the end of the movie. We weren't really watching but instead we were talking non-stop. I don't really mind being in a team with people for 3 consecutive weeks like Baiyong . But, I really dislike working with people who gets onto my nerves and touch my things. Ok, maybe not just touching my stuff but touching my stuff and invading my privacy. Well..... I don't really mind people touching and looking at my things like my hp and stuff. But, looking into the things? Hello...... it's not yours! Urghhhhh ~ So once I dislike you, everything about you annoys me. From the sound of your voice to every little action you do. Gosh, it's only the second week of school. Baiyong, when are we gonna be in the same class again? I wanna team up with you. But this time 15 consecutive weeks ok?!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ok_huPPPvwI/TphisKNuTgI/AAAAAAAAEJo/gFHKE4dc7_s/s1600/293972_220713894645426_100001204515083_726729_4255504_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ok_huPPPvwI/TphisKNuTgI/AAAAAAAAEJo/gFHKE4dc7_s/s320/293972_220713894645426_100001204515083_726729_4255504_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663385042214080002"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know, people say don't judge a book by it's cover right? The first day I step foot into class I saw there's this 2 Malay boys. And I'm like "I have this kind of people in my class? Gosh just kill me!" HAHAHAHA but turn out they're really cool. Like one, Yasir, I think he is damn smart! Serious talk. And the other was Irfan that one forever disturbing me about Ismat. For god sake, can't two people of the opposite sex be best friends? But, that one also smart. Actually the other two, Faiz and Shiril also very smart you know. I was amazed when they started talking. Alah, everyone is smart what Ry, Then there was this guy, his name is Fish. First impression: Ah beng! HAHAHA but he is damn nice. Was team with him on the first day and he wouldn't stop making me laugh together with Naville. And Jaryl, funny guy! Remembered who pissed we were with the competitive team mates we had in Entrepreneurship class. I guess, my class isn't that bad after all except for that one particular guy. Suck it up Ry. You have to live with them for freaking 15 weeks whether you like it or not. So, why not make the best out of it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-3808597522205519758?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3808597522205519758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=3808597522205519758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3808597522205519758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3808597522205519758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-semester-new-classmates.html' title='New semester, new classmates.'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac71Ms8U_kk/TphiwEtLDiI/AAAAAAAAEKY/wO0izv5PZ90/s72-c/snapshot%2B%252811%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-4423672225735215461</id><published>2011-10-12T00:15:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T23:05:32.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battery Dance. Co</title><content type='html'>How time flies. My schedule was from this.....&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PS76HkPP120/TpRsYEzospI/AAAAAAAAEHM/31byvFW884A/s1600/asdfghjk.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PS76HkPP120/TpRsYEzospI/AAAAAAAAEHM/31byvFW884A/s320/asdfghjk.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662269792374534802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Changed to......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nfGmXjmSx_s/TpRs0SwF2UI/AAAAAAAAEHY/ombidhjoyiw/s1600/dfghjkl.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nfGmXjmSx_s/TpRs0SwF2UI/AAAAAAAAEHY/ombidhjoyiw/s320/dfghjkl.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662270277154101570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;So yes, my week last week was packed with dance practices. But, not tarian. It was Battery Dance Co. workshop. Frankly, I expected it to be another ordinary dance workshops but no. It was an amazing experience. An opportunity not to be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lemme tell you a little bit more about Battery Dance Co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battery Dance Company in New York City. And their main motive is connecting to the world through dancing. Dancing to Connect. Battery Dance Company has produced nearly 100 original dance works. Battery Dance Company performs on the world's stages, teaches, presents, and advocates for the field of dance. You can check out more about it on http://www.batterydanceco.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really an amazing opportunity and I was really inspired by how they choreographed the dance. It was not the usual routine where we learn and digest steps given by the choreographers. This is more of us coming out with our own steps, own solos and then the instructor will just improvise. Talking about instructor, my instructor is Bafana. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C6yeJcwS8lQ/TpRzAvUDF3I/AAAAAAAAEHk/URUYVP2riYU/s1600/321578_10150342452815073_656770072_8381655_951496177_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C6yeJcwS8lQ/TpRzAvUDF3I/AAAAAAAAEHk/URUYVP2riYU/s320/321578_10150342452815073_656770072_8381655_951496177_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662277088049305458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is damn cool. He makes they most impossible thing look so easy and actually making it possible. Aside from making new friends and mixing with all the other dance IGs, that's the place I grew to be better. A better dancer. Exploring myself. And exposing myself to new vocab. It was a worthwhile experience. Worth the sweat ;) This was one of the rare opportunities that all the different IGs are able to collaborate and just learn from each other. I learnt, the stage is my playground. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SF7lice-uTk/TphMi_8QQtI/AAAAAAAAEHw/7j-F8wwzfDY/s1600/tumblr_lsnjbn0iVN1qaqahpo1_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SF7lice-uTk/TphMi_8QQtI/AAAAAAAAEHw/7j-F8wwzfDY/s320/tumblr_lsnjbn0iVN1qaqahpo1_1280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663360695581819602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QdqhhFbxhVY/TphN8tgKMnI/AAAAAAAAEIs/q6foQKQM90k/s1600/316891_10150342446185073_656770072_8381559_1462829045_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QdqhhFbxhVY/TphN8tgKMnI/AAAAAAAAEIs/q6foQKQM90k/s320/316891_10150342446185073_656770072_8381559_1462829045_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663362236820370034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rcx8W-2mc4Q/TphN7Z1Et2I/AAAAAAAAEIk/9W4lHl8mdcg/s1600/314888_10150342453985073_656770072_8381673_1918792043_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1p75C4WpbqE/TphN6oujnlI/AAAAAAAAEII/idViu8HXIqM/s320/297145_10150341215954933_723739932_7701688_1854525676_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663362201178840658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_OiEdbbgmY/TphN6SgxnKI/AAAAAAAAEH8/gA3G2zEChUE/s1600/296479_10150341342815073_656770072_8376770_1229148257_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_OiEdbbgmY/TphN6SgxnKI/AAAAAAAAEH8/gA3G2zEChUE/s320/296479_10150341342815073_656770072_8376770_1229148257_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663362195215457442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rnE-HpGQvhM/TphOepUsLQI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/LsRa-JMPVU4/s1600/318580_10150342445090073_656770072_8381548_269555869_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rnE-HpGQvhM/TphOepUsLQI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/LsRa-JMPVU4/s320/318580_10150342445090073_656770072_8381548_269555869_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663362819814075650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n1cSeW_KA5M/TphOddNyFHI/AAAAAAAAEJE/P-idwF1f23I/s1600/317721_10150342448025073_656770072_8381581_1727748083_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n1cSeW_KA5M/TphOddNyFHI/AAAAAAAAEJE/P-idwF1f23I/s320/317721_10150342448025073_656770072_8381581_1727748083_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663362799384007794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9dFiL0KzrMk/TphOc-i9jKI/AAAAAAAAEI4/8oMyKQ7ejBE/s1600/316445_10150342448815073_656770072_8381590_1218499511_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9dFiL0KzrMk/TphOc-i9jKI/AAAAAAAAEI4/8oMyKQ7ejBE/s320/316445_10150342448815073_656770072_8381590_1218499511_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663362791151340706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If there was ever another opportunity for this kind of events, I will surely take part again. :)A week was fast, but surely there was a lot of good memories made. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-4423672225735215461?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4423672225735215461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=4423672225735215461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4423672225735215461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4423672225735215461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2011/10/battery-dance-co.html' title='Battery Dance. Co'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PS76HkPP120/TpRsYEzospI/AAAAAAAAEHM/31byvFW884A/s72-c/asdfghjk.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-5010642724487680723</id><published>2011-09-29T18:49:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T12:53:09.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for a minute and smile</title><content type='html'>HI. Been quite some time since I last blog. How have I been for the past few months? Let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that I do not need man in my life to be happy. Why? Because I am always surrounded with amazing people in my life. Let's start with Bintang. Well... I am so glad that we actually still are in contact with each other and have each other's back even after we graduated from TWSS. As always, we will have impromptu meet ups and just laugh about the same thing over and over again. I'm so lucky to have this girls in my life. Serious talk. And I miss them. I'm so used to meet all of you every single day esp Sulis. Even until now after we both start school. But what happen after I came back from Ipoh? HAHAHA Sulis where you go? :( Girls, when are we going to do this again? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xwIYiXNT-9Q/ToRfLKzTQJI/AAAAAAAAEEU/0F5Jj9X-RaI/s1600/DSC09951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xwIYiXNT-9Q/ToRfLKzTQJI/AAAAAAAAEEU/0F5Jj9X-RaI/s320/DSC09951.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657751677366911122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G1Q8Ngumq38/ToRfKUns5cI/AAAAAAAAEEM/l45ojFMxkwc/s1600/%2523forevercute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G1Q8Ngumq38/ToRfKUns5cI/AAAAAAAAEEM/l45ojFMxkwc/s320/%2523forevercute.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657751662822745538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bi8Q9Q2YYJ0/ToRfKGdENFI/AAAAAAAAED8/vwjNIlScAWY/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-27%2Bat%2B00.43%2B%25233%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bi8Q9Q2YYJ0/ToRfKGdENFI/AAAAAAAAED8/vwjNIlScAWY/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-27%2Bat%2B00.43%2B%25233%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657751659020039250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KSfAVIimdPU/ToRfJ81i2CI/AAAAAAAAED0/FBjEdk26TOU/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-27%2Bat%2B00.36%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KSfAVIimdPU/ToRfJ81i2CI/AAAAAAAAED0/FBjEdk26TOU/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-27%2Bat%2B00.36%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657751656438356002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KvSHqiUZr1Q/ToRlMAC3eGI/AAAAAAAAEEc/SbYEJHSt2c4/s1600/302055_10150328588719905_666134904_7694134_946150507_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KvSHqiUZr1Q/ToRlMAC3eGI/AAAAAAAAEEc/SbYEJHSt2c4/s320/302055_10150328588719905_666134904_7694134_946150507_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657758288729045090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do having amazing people in my life you know. Like my classmates in poly, dance mates and not forgetting Churchillites. I'm actually quite shocked that we, Churchillites are still as bonded as how we are last time. So, we went jalan raya the other time as a class as it was indeed the best jalan raya. No doubt that there was some glitches in the start but in the we all did have lots of fun. The non malay people were really enthusiastic cause Vetha and Priya actually bought their own baju raya! While as for Shumin and Huiyu, they borrowed it from Farah. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_hoFrMbuiBU/TokgfYuw0mI/AAAAAAAAEFM/6UETpapGHTA/s1600/DSC03284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_hoFrMbuiBU/TokgfYuw0mI/AAAAAAAAEFM/6UETpapGHTA/s320/DSC03284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659090130354360930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7SLus6y33SM/TokgNyNZGHI/AAAAAAAAEFE/MbkNJv6tFeY/s1600/DSC03223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7SLus6y33SM/TokgNyNZGHI/AAAAAAAAEFE/MbkNJv6tFeY/s320/DSC03223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659089827956070514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vuH5VOzuibA/TokfgdHtAwI/AAAAAAAAEE0/FW9LSeIcC_s/s1600/DSC03123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vuH5VOzuibA/TokfgdHtAwI/AAAAAAAAEE0/FW9LSeIcC_s/s320/DSC03123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659089049200952066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_9rVrmOdVs0/TokfNV4byCI/AAAAAAAAEEs/R5vF6FDBdb0/s1600/DSC02974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_9rVrmOdVs0/TokfNV4byCI/AAAAAAAAEEs/R5vF6FDBdb0/s320/DSC02974.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659088720840345634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bwSPZc5tAYU/ToRvKGbotWI/AAAAAAAAEEk/dU4DAcrOXYk/s1600/DSC02866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bwSPZc5tAYU/ToRvKGbotWI/AAAAAAAAEEk/dU4DAcrOXYk/s320/DSC02866.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657769251200087394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My poly friends are as awesome as Churchillites. They just bright up every single day of life. Even though we only met for less than 6 months, I think we pretty much bond. We're like brothers and sisters. They were really concern about me when I was at my down side. Especially when I separated with pretty boy. They were there for me when no one was there. Giving me warm hugs every time I started tearing up in class. I know I'll miss them once new semester starts, cause we wouldn't be in the same class. I think I pretty much judge some of them when school started in April the other time. I'm totally wrong, they're the best thing that ever happen to my life. Even though some of them really get on my nerves most of the time I think they're cool. I'll miss movie nights with E25P every Thursday! Nas, why oh why are you disarming it?! :( &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4PIzdjY2iYg/Tok19_nDhpI/AAAAAAAAEGc/iOcyip-rmx4/s1600/293972_220713894645426_100001204515083_726729_4255504_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4PIzdjY2iYg/Tok19_nDhpI/AAAAAAAAEGc/iOcyip-rmx4/s320/293972_220713894645426_100001204515083_726729_4255504_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659113745931273874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_CDXci9Je4/Tok19u98OFI/AAAAAAAAEGU/4BPMGExftww/s1600/278569_1705968868081_1803825457_1133092_2234664_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_CDXci9Je4/Tok19u98OFI/AAAAAAAAEGU/4BPMGExftww/s320/278569_1705968868081_1803825457_1133092_2234664_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659113741463861330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dTW8ITMcjVA/Tok19s_Ts6I/AAAAAAAAEGM/RHdb5WkcDG8/s1600/264710_10150216171008267_769968266_7264843_1903358_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dTW8ITMcjVA/Tok19s_Ts6I/AAAAAAAAEGM/RHdb5WkcDG8/s320/264710_10150216171008267_769968266_7264843_1903358_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659113740932723618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTyqcw5Qb7Y/Tok19dt9UqI/AAAAAAAAEGE/BylRK5ZHpTM/s1600/257507_10150225867814754_843084753_6847487_1472028_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTyqcw5Qb7Y/Tok19dt9UqI/AAAAAAAAEGE/BylRK5ZHpTM/s320/257507_10150225867814754_843084753_6847487_1472028_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659113736833421986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sRhDx9VfFMI/Tok19NTIipI/AAAAAAAAEF8/FOVKdgFlNWg/s1600/175706_10150263980284754_843084753_7217361_2855749_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sRhDx9VfFMI/Tok19NTIipI/AAAAAAAAEF8/FOVKdgFlNWg/s320/175706_10150263980284754_843084753_7217361_2855749_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659113732425943698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New semester starting soon and I don't think I would call this long break a holiday. Why? Cause my holidays are practically packed with dance practice. But even so, I enjoyed every little bit of training even how hard core training could get. I've been missing out a lot ever since I went to Ipoh. And as soon as a came back, I was really really sick! I was never that sick before. Vomiting, diarrhea, flu, high fever, sore throat and cough. Was so sick I could hardly get out of bed. You know frankly when I joined dance in RP, I had intentions of quitting after Momentum. Really. But, I don't know what kept me in Dharma until now. Is it the girls? Excessive laughter? Or just my passion for dancing? Well... perhaps it was a little of everything. Some sugar, spice and everything nice. I tweeted about it on Twitter and Yol was telling me how that she and the rest like Myza, Zara, Lili and Farah would be there. They weren't as bad as I thought you know. They sent me aww so sweet tweets when I separated with pretty boy. :') I never thought I'll be close to any of them. Seriously. I was content with being just alone in tarian. I didn't want to mix around. And the only person I know and would talk to in tarian was Hamidah. Cause she was my tuition mate back in secondary school days. But, everything change when Erin started talking to me and asking me to help her with some steps. Then came few more, Afiqah, Syikin and Mar. Now, thinking back it wasn't that bad after all huh! Why I so kental? :P I'm srrounded by amazing people in Dharma. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jNo35KWHkFo/Tok-excBK6I/AAAAAAAAEHE/sRZ3w2BK9eU/s1600/309785_10150328673889280_678229279_7700361_651332280_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jNo35KWHkFo/Tok-excBK6I/AAAAAAAAEHE/sRZ3w2BK9eU/s320/309785_10150328673889280_678229279_7700361_651332280_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659123105155591074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qqFY6PSlGpA/Tok-evIbWvI/AAAAAAAAEG8/tDZG1EwWFzE/s1600/308001_254931157881745_100000945878335_738547_961881418_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qqFY6PSlGpA/Tok-evIbWvI/AAAAAAAAEG8/tDZG1EwWFzE/s320/308001_254931157881745_100000945878335_738547_961881418_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659123104536550130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYtrFduiQ9g/Tok-elVdOXI/AAAAAAAAEG0/ZsrATBFjMow/s1600/DSC03530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYtrFduiQ9g/Tok-elVdOXI/AAAAAAAAEG0/ZsrATBFjMow/s320/DSC03530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659123101906844018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLLnYQlD7zQ/Tok-dI1Wo6I/AAAAAAAAEGs/HOdUvWV5GpI/s1600/DSC01232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLLnYQlD7zQ/Tok-dI1Wo6I/AAAAAAAAEGs/HOdUvWV5GpI/s320/DSC01232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659123077076132770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AmfRjiy6-z4/Tok-c_hOCcI/AAAAAAAAEGk/WsPYaq7Qg1M/s1600/DSC01170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AmfRjiy6-z4/Tok-c_hOCcI/AAAAAAAAEGk/WsPYaq7Qg1M/s320/DSC01170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659123074575763906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alhamdulillah, I have met some of the most wonderful people in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-5010642724487680723?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5010642724487680723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=5010642724487680723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5010642724487680723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5010642724487680723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-for-minute-and-smile.html' title='Just for a minute and smile'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xwIYiXNT-9Q/ToRfLKzTQJI/AAAAAAAAEEU/0F5Jj9X-RaI/s72-c/DSC09951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-8080628463290405024</id><published>2011-05-08T16:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T17:09:20.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0QCzPN3jca0/TcZWBuN1-CI/AAAAAAAAEDI/MhkyqN9tYsY/s1600/snapshot%2B%25281%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0QCzPN3jca0/TcZWBuN1-CI/AAAAAAAAEDI/MhkyqN9tYsY/s320/snapshot%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604261373895112738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Was supposed to go out with pretty boy but I don't know what happen. So I headed to work in the morning and this is what I'm doing at home.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TJE04dFemPE/TcZcd6wjavI/AAAAAAAAEDY/B4rL6pYaKow/s1600/204265_10150162718719331_702299330_6712228_5578181_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TJE04dFemPE/TcZcd6wjavI/AAAAAAAAEDY/B4rL6pYaKow/s320/204265_10150162718719331_702299330_6712228_5578181_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604268455368026866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I am loving school! Surprising? Well.... maybe not the lessons but my classmates. They had a few outings and movie nights but since I'm busy with dance practise, I can't tag along. Soon k!! After Momentum. So yeah, I'm involved in Momentum and practises have been really hectic. It’s taking a lot of my time. And because of that I have to cancel tuition with Diyanah and Daniel. I really feel bad because they’re having their exams next week. ): Also I can’t meet buddy or Bints or some of my friends. Soon alright awesome people! Promise after Momentum, I’ll make myself available for you people. I’m really counting down to Momentum cause I want it to end soon so I’ll have a little of my freedom back cause ever since I’ve started school, I always be back home at latest 10pm even though I end class at 3.30pm.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fYipkhAzgMs/TcZcAKd3PWI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/DkpbZzkeJqs/s1600/198972_10150103617644331_702299330_6340206_2875454_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fYipkhAzgMs/TcZcAKd3PWI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/DkpbZzkeJqs/s320/198972_10150103617644331_702299330_6340206_2875454_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604267944188525922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really miss having Bintang in class. ): Yes, my classmates are awesome but it’s just not the same without them…… No one to #pbg with like Wany. No one to keep talking to like Sulis. No one to laugh at my lame jokes like Dee. No one to give me the dash dot dash face like Farah. No one to scream at like Faeez. No one to karaoke with like Leonda even though we know our voices aren’t that nice. HEHEHE Most of the time I’ll be #foreveralone especially during dance practises. Ah dammit. It's just the second week of school and my classmate's gf already so called "confronted" me. -.- Shall not elaborate. I just be optimistic about it. Nevermind, I still have amazing classmates. It’s contradicting right? But whatever I feel so lousy............................. K bye I don't know what I'm talking about. I just miss Bints ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-8080628463290405024?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8080628463290405024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=8080628463290405024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8080628463290405024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8080628463290405024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2011/05/was-supposed-to-go-out-with-pretty-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-0QCzPN3jca0/TcZWBuN1-CI/AAAAAAAAEDI/MhkyqN9tYsY/s72-c/snapshot%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-8596957089796971438</id><published>2011-01-01T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T00:24:31.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;Goodbye 2010, Hello 2011. Happy New Year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's my new year resolution? Hm, I know I can never stay to the long list. So &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;my 2011 resolution is to be happy! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;‎2011 please be nice to me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-8596957089796971438?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8596957089796971438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=8596957089796971438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8596957089796971438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8596957089796971438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-8918252207343901775</id><published>2010-12-31T00:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:59:56.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 2010</title><content type='html'>Before the year 2010 end, I want to say &lt;b&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/b&gt; to those person who made me happy. &lt;b&gt;SORRY&lt;/b&gt; for those who I've hurt, and &lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/b&gt; for those person who changed me and loved me for who and what I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the year of 2010, I’ve fallen for the most unexpected people. I’ve lied to the people that cared the most. I’ve lost friends who I thought I never would. I’ve trusted the wrong people. I’ve made mistakes only to make me stronger. I’ve learned so many things this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year have come to an end. It's really sad to leave this year behind because no doubt, it had been one of the best year. I gotta admit that this year was a crazy roller coaster ride. I had my ups and downs but I'll treat all that as a lesson. I sat for my major national examinations and hell it scare me to death. Besides giving the best for my studies, this girl sure knew how to unwind and enjoy life! I know very well that I didn't exactly balance everything very well but hey I had lots of fun this year. Indeed it was  one of my best years during secondary school. I had to juggle studies, dance, fun and of course my love life which didn't always turn out the way I wanted it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzU_NOfatI/AAAAAAAAEC0/_0YvG0c6iv8/s1600/grad%2Bchurchill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzU_NOfatI/AAAAAAAAEC0/_0YvG0c6iv8/s320/grad%2Bchurchill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556550222615636690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzSZ5z5P_I/AAAAAAAAEB8/tE7_Fp98Krk/s1600/us%2Bchurchill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzSZ5z5P_I/AAAAAAAAEB8/tE7_Fp98Krk/s320/us%2Bchurchill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556547382725394418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frankly, school was a bitch. However, I would still miss school very badly. Especially my Churchillites. We've bonded so much within this two years. We went through thick and thin together. Laughter and cries together. I am so fortunate to be part of Churchillites . They're the best class one could ever have. Without them, I won't think that I'll enjoy every bit of my secondary school life. I'll cherish the memories that we have. Thank you Churchillites for making my secondary school life an awesome experience. Even though all of us belongs to different cliques, I am amazed with how bonded we can get when we join forces! I am gonna miss screaming at Faeez and doodling on his paper. Gonna miss karaoke session with Leonda and Sulis during lessons. ): I have the sweetest class on earth causes we wouldn't fail to sing birthday songs for any of our birthday girls/ guys. I still remember how surprised Miss Zhang and Miss Vani when we celebrated their birthdays. I still remember how we started making a lot of noise when someone's phone rang in class or when the time we played Captain's Ball(the Churchillite way). We had lots of fun together and I'm gonna miss that a lot. Remember when Farid skipped school and came for Graduation Ceremony rehearsal and we scare Mrs Foo saying that she saw things? It was hillarious. Frankly, even though we have our differences sometimes, we always manage to overcome every obstacle we face together. Vman and Atika , I'm gonna miss flooding your cameras. Dasheni and Syarifah, I'm gonna miss all those never ending cheers. Seriously, I'm gonna a miss everything about 4Churchill. From Caring Day to Youth Day to APEX Day to any other events cause you, Chuchillites, never fail to make my day. ♥ ♥ Now, Sean can never call me short again! HAHA! Chuchillites have NINE CARING GUYS (Wilson, Reiner, Nicholas, Anthony, Rahim, Jimmy, Sean, Farid and Faeez) who never fail to protect us or is it the other way round? Thanks Marliah and Ira for being the backbone of the class. And other girls, you girls will never fail to spice up the class with your never ending gossips and stories about cute guys. Teachers would never fail to demoralize us, seriously. But they also praised us on how cheerful and wonderful we are. Even though that, we had lots of fun. I still remember how we had to force ourselves to stay awake in class in order to pay attention by asking each other for sweets. I still remember how we would curse the teacher we hated for example POA. How we wished time practise was cancelled. I remember how much we love toilet break cause most of us would just bang our heads on the table to get power naps. I remember the time when we purposely go up to class late because we knew the teacher don't care or because we hated the lesson a lot! I remembered how History Babes would go to the toilet and attend class late and Ms Sng would mind. I still remember how much we, Malay students, love Malay lessons because it was the most relaxing lesson of the day. I still remember how we would karaoke at the back of the class and doodle on our textbooks or anything paper available cause we didn't want to pay attention. I remember how much I irritated Faeez and he still tolerated. The time when we love looking at our watch and counting down to end of lesson. We wished that time would pass faster! And when it's recess, everyone is fresh and would be the first to get out of class to rush down to the canteen before it gets pack! I remember how I would sleep during morning assembly instead of reading my book and hit the person in front of me. I remembered how I would drag my feet home and complain a lot with Wany about how school sucks. There's too much to list. Cause every bit of it plays a huge role in my Secondary school life. They made my day and amazing one. O'levels was really stressing for me. You wouldn't imagine how many tuition I took. How much time I took to stay back and consult teachers. How much time I spent on study which I never did before. Spending so much time at MacD to study. Its a good thing that it's over and now, I just hoping for the best for my results. :) I also had to juggle dance and helping them out since we step down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzUx3vwblI/AAAAAAAAECs/vX1gtejxHCI/s1600/promm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzUx3vwblI/AAAAAAAAECs/vX1gtejxHCI/s320/promm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556549993511284306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzVQuPzHaI/AAAAAAAAEC8/Ld9pQaKXCr8/s1600/wee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzVQuPzHaI/AAAAAAAAEC8/Ld9pQaKXCr8/s320/wee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556550523537268130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzUKfft2lI/AAAAAAAAECU/bU0VfjHxwWY/s1600/Loves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzUKfft2lI/AAAAAAAAECU/bU0VfjHxwWY/s320/Loves.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556549316986657362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzUKDAD7eI/AAAAAAAAECM/sW_mpskbvNs/s1600/bintang%2Bsayang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzUKDAD7eI/AAAAAAAAECM/sW_mpskbvNs/s320/bintang%2Bsayang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556549309337693666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(I didn't know which pictures are nice. Too many pictures!)Besides stressing myself over school, I had fun with my girls. Friends did come and go. I lost a friend but at the same time I did make new friends. Early of the year, we did have a little disagreements in our clique which late lead into a fight. However we sort things out and from 6 of us, Bintang became 5. Well..... no one ever wanted those things to happen. I know I had my faults in the fight but all of us decided to move on with things. I'm actually very very fortunate to have my girls by my side. They were always there for me. Just name the time they're there. At 3 in the morning or an time of the day. Thank you girls ♥ My girls was awesome. I'm gonna miss the times when we slacked at one of our house for movie marathon. The times we would motivate one another to study and not give up for O's. The times when we received our Malay O's results. Some of us, we cried tears of joy. For some, it wasn't up to our expectation. Even so, we were always by each others side. I'll miss the time we got ready for Prom Night and everyone was panicking because we were late. At the end of the night, we had a blast! Indeed it was a night to remember. We totally rock the dance floor. I'll miss the times we spent hours at MacD preparing for our O'levels. And after that slacking at the playground. Girls, after this we'll be separated. New environment, new school and new friends. But on a lighter note, more friends, more memories, more adventures, more love, more happiness and more laughter. Even though I know there'll be a little bit of break ups, sadness and tears. I know girls we've been talking about this very often especially Wany and I. You know why, because the fact is I'm really really scared to be away from you girls. You girls is a big impact in my life. Please, let's not lost contact or anything okay. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzRswy5STI/AAAAAAAAEBk/ekeU6ntYCnM/s1600/Grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzRswy5STI/AAAAAAAAEBk/ekeU6ntYCnM/s320/Grad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556546607211170098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzRtEYMoLI/AAAAAAAAEB0/_lx90p4iC3o/s1600/prom%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzRtEYMoLI/AAAAAAAAEB0/_lx90p4iC3o/s320/prom%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556546612467900594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzRtIbxGJI/AAAAAAAAEBs/l1RT2T97wVw/s1600/prom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzRtIbxGJI/AAAAAAAAEBs/l1RT2T97wVw/s320/prom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556546613556615314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lastly, this one person I will really really miss. Many been asking about us. Well... we never really got back together. Every time, it didn't happen. So I guess, we were more than friends and less than lovers. I know its been more than a year but he is just so special to me. I know many of you will never understand. After we broke up last year, I promise myself that I wouldn't keep holding on. But, you came back and I expect. My bad I guess. You've done so many things for me. I've hurt so many people because of you. But, all I did was for you. They warned me but I didn't listen. I thought it would be different. I always think it'll be different. It's like I waiting, anticipating, hoping. For what? I guess after a while of ignoring, I get tired of being angry and instead I felt sad. I get reminded once in a while why we're not talking at the first place, but there comes a point where there's no more anger, just disappointment. And situations like that I wish someone could just tell me what I was supposed to do. That someone would be you. You told me a lot of times that you have many things you had to explain to me but frankly until today I have &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; heard any of your explanation. I never asked because I didn't want to spoil anything. Every time you promise, I held tight to it but in the end I would just be disappointed(again). 12 November, was that one day I really held tight to but it never happen. Every promise you made, never really happen. Even if it never happen I still believed you. You came and go. I wait and hope. From the start of the year you came back and you never fail to make my day. Hais.... I'll miss the time we spent together while you're preparing for your N's. Those really warm hugs. Our only late night call. The times when you sacrifice the time just to pick me up from tuition and meet me at night. Those forever sweet text messages. To be honest, I still keep all those messages. I'll also never will forget the never ending outings you plan that never really happen cause we're both busy. Or shall I say me? The time when we went out during National Day and I texted you at night. It really took me a lot of courage to send you that text. You know why, I never wanted to lose you. And how we met almost everyday. I miss those days. Grad day when we wore the same gown when actually I should have given to someone who needed it more than you. Prom night was indeed a night to remember. The comforting taxi ride. The really sweet conversation in the taxi and how you complained to the driver that it was really difficult to talk to me. You told me that you wanted to to text you first. After that, seriously I tried texting you first. You wanted me to be like her. You know, I'm not her. I don't go "Hi, I miss you!" You're making me change into someone I'm not. So I don't even know if you're really serious. I want to talk to you but it is as if I am doing all the chasing. I do not want to make you feel that I'm clingy or anything. You know, when you wanted to meet my parents and decided that I would after my O's. But when you went missing again, I didn't even know if you're serious about us. I wonder if those times you told me you love me was true. Its amazing how you go missing and come back and I'll be very happy. There's actually many more memories I'll miss. From a year and the half ago but I can't to writing everything here. My Tumblr speaks for me. Everything is there. Everything that I have always been wanting to say to you. I know you may have found someone else. If you're happy, I'll be happy for you. (': I want you to know that the other time when I saw you bro's FB status about you, I was super worried. You wouldn't know how worried I was about you. Well... Farah knows. Rahim knows. It was all over my Twitter. :/ I'm proud that you made it up to Sec 5. I was happy that you passed you N's. You think I'm crazy maybe I am. I know you wouldn't be reading this even how badly I want you to read this. Thank you for everything. I'll miss you a lot. Love you many many. ♥ ♥ And I'll miss how you force me to say "I love you" to you every night. Now that I've said it without you forcing, I don't think it matter any more. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE 2010. You made me cry, you made me laugh. But it's time to move on. What happens in 2010, stays in 2010. 2011, another 12 months, 52 weeks, 365 days, 8760 hours, 525 600 minutes and 3 153 600 seconds of struggle, growth, progress and experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-8918252207343901775?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8918252207343901775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=8918252207343901775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8918252207343901775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8918252207343901775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-2010.html' title='Year 2010'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TRzU_NOfatI/AAAAAAAAEC0/_0YvG0c6iv8/s72-c/grad%2Bchurchill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-6659117882430731429</id><published>2010-07-27T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T20:41:14.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you.'/><title type='text'>87 DAYS!</title><content type='html'>Four hours of sleep was totally not worth it! I should have just enjoyed my sleep last night, seriously. I really need my sleep. Four hours of sleep didn't help much because I ended up being in a v. v. v. bad mood. (Besides sleep, bad mood was also because of somebody) Too bad Sean got shouted from me because he had to just pissed me off even more. It was rather hillarious when he went up to me to ask me what's wrong. He was all so polite and not the usual way he'll approach and "torture" me. Thanks for listening ear, Sean. That was the first time he didn't actually had to "torture" me in order to talk to me. I'm blessed to have classmates like Churchillites especially Reiner. They know that I'm not myself and they tried their best to find out what happened. Reiner kept asking me if I was okay or not and he reminded me throughout the day to "Cheer up and Smile" (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A really bad start in the morning. Even though they tried cheering me up, I wasn't feeling any better. P.E was awesome and I think it take a load of my mind. Touch rugby was rough I shall say. You wouldn't imagine how many times I was hit by the ball. Twice on my face because I wasn't concentrating on the game. Once beside my ear, once on my head and more falls plus I wet my pants! ): Even though, I suffered a lot :( I still enjoyed the game! Lesson was alright after that except that my mind wasn't in class at all even though I looked as if I was paying attention. Stayed on in school until 7.30PM to have a consultation for Physics. Everything that people said to me today just went in the right ear and went out the left ear. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the day, I felt a little better with awesome people surrounding me. (: Prelims in 37 days time and I have a lot to revise. You can do it, Ryhna! Jiayou! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-6659117882430731429?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/6659117882430731429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=6659117882430731429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6659117882430731429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6659117882430731429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/07/87-days.html' title='87 DAYS!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-8485419670646716194</id><published>2010-07-02T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T23:37:15.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life of a Sec 4 student'/><title type='text'>62 days to O'level Prelims!</title><content type='html'>Timetable this semester was even worst compared to the one last semester. Whats more with having to stay back for timed practises and extra classes which I doubt will end at 4PM. I'm sure there's solt that we'll drag until 5PM. I never feel this tired before. But this week have been a rather tiring week. Mostly mentally tiring. I'll do the same pathetic routine every day which is wake up&gt; shower&gt; ready for school&gt; back from school&gt; homework&gt; study&gt; sleep v. late until the next morning. This does not include my night classes plus tuitions. I'm packed the whole freaking day. No time for myself. I don't feel like I have any life now because I even have school on Saturday plus tuition which will end at around 5pm! Gaaaah! RYHNA, JIA YOU. I KNOW YOU CAN DO IT! PLEASE PESERVERE! NO MORE PROCASTINATION! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF! I enjoyed my Friday night with my dearest History babes. Sue treated us to Pastamania. And it was awesome! I love it! Thank you cousin! ♥ Bintang, Eclipse soon okay. We had to cancel our plan today for Eclipse due to last minute Physics time parctise which makes me sleep during the paper. I love my class alot! I love Churchillites ♥ We had an awesome day today with the class photoshoot and our own small mini celebration! I love the little goodies from tecahers. They're such an angel :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;shall not procastinate&lt;/strong&gt; anything again&lt;br /&gt;because that will cause me to not have enough time to do what I am suppose to&lt;br /&gt;do. Yes, I am very stress but I &lt;strong&gt;WILL AND MUST PESERVERE&lt;/strong&gt; until&lt;br /&gt;the end. I know &lt;strong&gt;I can do it&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;strive A's for my&lt;br /&gt;O'level.&lt;/strong&gt; I have to believe in my capabalities and improve on my&lt;br /&gt;weaknesses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-8485419670646716194?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8485419670646716194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=8485419670646716194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8485419670646716194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8485419670646716194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/07/62-days-to-olevel-prelims.html' title='62 days to O&apos;level Prelims!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-4463658284547943950</id><published>2010-06-28T20:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T23:16:22.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pathetic much.'/><title type='text'>Sing Your Heart Out</title><content type='html'>Back to school. School today was awesome. History was the awesome-ness perios as always. (: Combined Humanities timed practise started today and I crapped throughout the paper. I was half asleep doing the paper. Introduced to new teachers. English was not that bad with Miss Ong since Mrs Quah would not be teaching us. Everyone was rather thrilled when Mdm Mas came in to our class for POA. Well... Now we have two teachers for POA. Amazing! (: Everyone was having World Cup fever during Physics lesson. I'm kinda grateful that lesson ends at 3PM today. Lunch over at the coffeeshop near Wany's house before headingg home. Nasi Goreng as fingerliking good! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do during my last week of holidays? Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 19 June: &lt;/strong&gt;Tuition at 11AM&gt; Meet up with Sulis&gt; Tuition ended at 4PM&gt; Sulis came over to my crib&gt; Dinner with BFFE and family at Straits Kitchen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, 20 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June: &lt;/strong&gt;Madrasah&gt; Tailor to get measurement for baju raya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, 21 J&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;une: &lt;/strong&gt;Late for Malay lesson&gt; Physics Practical&gt; Home&gt; Movie: Shrek Forever After (Like finally I've watch it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, 22 June: &lt;/strong&gt;Late for English lesson&gt; Chemistry Practical&gt;Movie: Karate Kid&gt; Jaden Smith super adorable&gt; Study @ MacD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, 23 June: &lt;/strong&gt;Early for POA lesson&gt; Physics Practical&gt; Home&gt; Study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday, 24 June: &lt;/strong&gt;Last minute outing with Iffah!&gt; Starbucks @ Jurong Point&gt; Catch up with old times &gt; Webcam&gt; Pictures on Facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 25 June: &lt;/strong&gt;Study with Wany @ JP Starbucks&gt; Ended up watching Rafusical&gt; Met Izzah ♥ &gt; Home v. late &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487798435876858194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TCiTmhFiaVI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/j2FT7nqMQGY/s320/Izzah.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 26 June: &lt;/strong&gt;English Feedback session at 9AM in school&gt; POA tuition&gt; Home&gt; Arab Street&gt; Home at 1 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, 27 June: &lt;/strong&gt;Family Outing!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-4463658284547943950?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4463658284547943950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=4463658284547943950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4463658284547943950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4463658284547943950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/06/sing-your-heart-out.html' title='Sing Your Heart Out'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TCiTmhFiaVI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/j2FT7nqMQGY/s72-c/Izzah.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-1989113485412352982</id><published>2010-06-18T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T23:28:42.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss you.'/><title type='text'>Create Laughter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TBt2gQ9oTxI/AAAAAAAAEA4/dWWy3u9raio/s1600/Summer+Girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TBt2gQ9oTxI/AAAAAAAAEA4/dWWy3u9raio/s320/Summer+Girls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484107267935063826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This week was rather a hectic week. Let's start with Little Brat's birthday. Last Saturday, I started on my POA tuition. Frankly, it wasn't that bad. I prefer my tutor compared to my own teacher. I did clear tiny bit of my doubts that was because my mind wandered off during the last an hour. Went straight home because I had to cook. Mummy decided that everyone cook a dish for the party. I cooked my share and still had to help Kakak with her &lt;i&gt;tak jadi&lt;/i&gt; sushi. I was dead tired. Relatives came over. So did Little Brat's friends. Gosh, I dislike Little Brat's friends. They're just so err.... Sunday, thought of going to Arab Street to buy cloths for baju raya but I was too lazy to go out since Daddy was out working. Daddy not at home means no one to drive as around which also means that we have to take the public transport. Boohoo. ):&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TBuQabrEWdI/AAAAAAAAEBI/QJvPK-GW7yE/s1600/36400_1400694631716_1662826898_930759_5067921_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TBuQabrEWdI/AAAAAAAAEBI/QJvPK-GW7yE/s320/36400_1400694631716_1662826898_930759_5067921_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484135755033106898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then came Monday. Was suppose to go out with family since Daddy was not working but then on our way to town, we made a little detour to Izzah's crib. Stayed there for lunch before we headed to Marina Barrage to bring our relative's from Malaysia for a round about in Singapore. Since we had to bring out relative's from Malaysia for sight seeing, Daddy allowed me to skip Math tuition plus he promised not to tell Mummy. *winks* Tuesday was Girls Day Out to Sentosa! Sulis was super duper excited! She texted me non-stop the day before. She even called when I didn't reply any of her text messages. I had second thoughts of not going in the morning. I was kinda lazy actually but I didn't want to let my girls down. Met up with Wany first and we kept getting the wrong infomation. I thought I was suppose to meet her at the busstop when we were suppose to me at the LRT platform. Then Wany thought we had to wait for the rest at the control station when we had to wait for the rest over at the MRT platform. Bought brunch from Banquet and we had our little picnic at Siloso Beach. We kept chaging our place cause of the sun! It was scorching hot. Sulis had her photoshoot while others had random pictures taken. We made covers. Surf the net. Eat. And had fun. After the beach we headed to Vivocity rooftop. I went off earlier than the rest because of the Malaysian relatives. Met parents over at Lot One NTUC. Pictures on Facebook.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TBuQZ80xoPI/AAAAAAAAEBA/T7pBgAmn51E/s1600/32197_1421768177791_1040305460_1248720_4078748_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TBuQZ80xoPI/AAAAAAAAEBA/T7pBgAmn51E/s320/32197_1421768177791_1040305460_1248720_4078748_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484135746752323826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Step down party the next day over at Cikgu house. It was more of a little gathering. Ain't any party. Farah and I had to wait for Sulis for a long time before we finally decided that we would go off without her. Cikgu cooked a lot. Cikgu kept forcing all of us to eat but I have to admit that all the foods was awesomely scrumptious! After brunch, we kinda movie marathon. I was really difficult for Cikgu to get Iqbal to sleep. HAHAHA! But, honestly he is better behave now compared to the last time we met him. It was v. tiring entertaining him especially with his non-stop screaming and laughter. I went for C. Science tuition at night and I stayed back to ask tutor more question. It ended really late around 10.30PM when tuition was suppose to end at 9.30PM. Daddy kept calling and as soon as I answer his call he nagged at me for keep going home late. It's not as if I don't know the way home or something. Gosh. I don't understand whats with him these few days. He's getting more and more unreasonable. So is Mummy. Haiyo, parents parents. Doctor's appointment yesterday morning. I slept throughout the journey to the hospital and nearly slept while waiting for my turn to meet the doctor. I dread going to hospitals. Gaaaahhhh~ I'm having another check up next week I think. &lt;i&gt;Ya allah, please give me the strength to go through all this obstacles.&lt;/i&gt; Headed to Bugis and then Arab Street to do some shopping. Suprisingly, I didn't buy anything. Bought cloths for baju raya. And this year's colour is grey. Thinking of just making a simple baju kurung cause it's not as if I'm gonna have time to celebrate raya this year. Went to Bukit Panjang Plaza for groceries shopping. I wasn't in a good modd yesterday yet Little Brat make me super mad. Gosh, I hate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's plan was all cancelled. I was suppose to go watch a movie today but since I didn't feel like going out, I didn't ask my special somebody out. But I've kinda promised that I wanted to watch movie during the third week. Nvmlah, I wasn't even sure if he was free. Last night, Sulis texted saying that she wanted to go for a jog. I thought of going jogging too so I told her to call me in the morning. This morning, I waited for her call at 7AM but then she ONLY TEXTED ME AT 3.45PM! So, didn't go jogging. Naren texted me to meet up since I ahve to take something from him. Met him for awhile at Block 25 before going home and had my long rest like what Feetri advice me to do. So, I decided to catch up with all my Chinese dramas. Those from the 5.30PM show, 7PM show and the 9PM show. I've been missing all my Chinese dramas because of school. So I spend my time today doing some catching up. I also fast forward to watch Jelita on Youtube since I can't wait for the ending on Suria. I watched it only because there's Agnes Monica. Having POA tuition tomorrow and I think I shall also start on my homeworks. HAHA! Okay, nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-1989113485412352982?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1989113485412352982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=1989113485412352982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/1989113485412352982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/1989113485412352982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/06/create-laughter.html' title='Create Laughter!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TBt2gQ9oTxI/AAAAAAAAEA4/dWWy3u9raio/s72-c/Summer+Girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-1107955666479400146</id><published>2010-06-11T15:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:15:58.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you.'/><title type='text'>Take a Break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TBHlKsB3u1I/AAAAAAAAEAw/XVe6iq-mG3I/s1600/14997_382933397047_654752047_3678714_5024083_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TBHlKsB3u1I/AAAAAAAAEAw/XVe6iq-mG3I/s320/14997_382933397047_654752047_3678714_5024083_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481414193267063634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is the end of another week of school. School this week was surprisingly awesome. Whole week of F&amp;N. Monday’s Math tuition, Mr Joe treated us to pizzas. Miss Vani has been with practical for the first three days of F&amp;N so she wasn’t in to supervise us while we do F&amp;N coursework. I came late on the first day together with Shumin. Sorry babe you had to wait so long for me. We came in to class at almost 9AM when class started at 8AM. As for the second day, it was F&amp;N O’level Practical so I came to school at 7.30AM but the kitchen only opened at 8AM. Started cooking only at 9AM. Thanks Miss Vani for the help. I had to redo my Spinach Quiche because it was burnt the first time round. Blame it on the oven, I did not know it was spoilt. -.- I was really tired at the end of it and I really should thank Sean for helping me wash my utensils even though he complain a lot. Went out of the kitchen with an injured finger, a broken nail, back aches, wrinkled hands and a horrible hairdo. I didn't know cooking could really be very, very, very tiring. Especially when you have to redo your dishes plus standing for 5 whole hours. But, still the effort paid off. (: Off home with Sulis at 4PM. Yesterday, Sulis did not come for F&amp;N so I was alone. But, it was great to be surrounded with awesome companion. They played game – DOTA (I think), we watched movie and webcam-ed with Hui Yu. We had our own breaks any time we wanted. At noon, we went up to the kitchen to help out the rest with their washing up etc. I feel like breaking Sean arms and legs one day. I feel like strangling him. I’ll do the exact same thing you did to me, short person. I did not help much with the washing but I helped much with eating. Wilson finished Reiner’s whole plate of Nasi Lemak. I loved Shumin pizza, delicious! (Y) I called D to pick me up from the kitchen before we went home together. I held to D’s hand tightly. You know what I mean, D. As for today, I was really excited when I saw Sulis. I hugged and did not want to let go. As soon as she sat down at her seat, I started my story telling session about that irritating stalker. The only thing she did was laugh at me. Miss Vani was there to supervise us today and we had to do our coursework even though most of them were sneakily playing game, youtube-ing or facebook-ing. Sulis and I kept going missing from class. But, still our work was done so no worries. The hilarious part was the time when we were going home. We were on our way to the Art room to pick Wany up before we go for lunch together, as I went out of the computer lab, Sulis shouted to me to run! I know you know we know. I was running like some mad women. Lunch with Wany over at Mac Donald’s because she had to go back to school for Art. We were both laughing our ass out about &lt;s&gt;irritating stalker&lt;/s&gt;creepy/ psychotic stalker. I walked Wany back to school before heading home.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TBHUCZul93I/AAAAAAAAEAo/vOna7NZlAkU/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TBHUCZul93I/AAAAAAAAEAo/vOna7NZlAkU/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481395359217743730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I reached home, every one was not at home. They went out to the airport&amp;ETP leaving me behind at home but I like it alone at home. So no one will get on my nerves. I do not know if they will be celebrating little brat’s birthday today because she’s having a party tomorrow. I do not think that I’ll be there because I’m going out tomorrow. Having tuition tomorrow. I also have to rush my F&amp;N coursework because I have less than 2 weeks before I have to submit everything. And then F&amp;N O’level coursework Part B will come in July. I am not even done with my Part A and Part B is already on the way. A few components of Part A is still not done and those components that are done still needs changes. So many things to do, yet so little time. I have no time to waste. But, one thing for sure I am going to enjoy myself next week. I am going to catch a movie next week but I am not sure if Shrek is still out. If it is not out anymore, can we go watch Karate Kid instead person who wanted to bring me watch Shrek? ^^ Girls Day Out to Sentosa this coming Tuesday, I'm excited even though it is not confirmed because we've not meet for already a few days and the plan is not confirmed. Sulis die die want to go Sentosa. Girls, don't last minute change plan okaaay! HEHEHE! &lt;blockquote&gt;Happy Birthday, Little Brat! Stop getting on my nerves. Thanks Have an awesome birthday and stop asking me for expensive gifts. Bersyukurlah dengan apa yang ada! (Y)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stalker, you freaking me out! Please psycho. Go stalk some other people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-1107955666479400146?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1107955666479400146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=1107955666479400146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/1107955666479400146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/1107955666479400146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/06/take-break.html' title='Take a Break!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TBHlKsB3u1I/AAAAAAAAEAw/XVe6iq-mG3I/s72-c/14997_382933397047_654752047_3678714_5024083_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-2298830539984721787</id><published>2010-06-04T19:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:30:18.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I wanna see moives of my dreams'/><title type='text'>Be positive, Pass it on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TAjlNfdz43I/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rUrEkR79Q8M/s1600/28489_397108793852_777088852_4137982_6923049_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TAjlNfdz43I/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rUrEkR79Q8M/s320/28489_397108793852_777088852_4137982_6923049_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478880966643802994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though I really hate going to school during the holidays, I think school was awesome this week! :D Maths camp for two days was awesome. My group consists or Hafizah, Joranna and Jimmy. Jimmy will never stop with his lame jokes. It was great to have Wany's and Dee's group sitting beside my group cause their group was super noisy. But really hillarious! I skipped POA lesson on Monday to attend doctor's appointment over at NUH. I hate waiting for my turn cause it took a super long time! Plus must take blood test etcetc which sucks big time. I hate needles. ): But, I love the nurses. They're humorous. We celebrated Farah's birthday on Wednesday. That girl, seriously. Haha. We wanted to give her a surprise in school but instead she was the one who gave us a surprise! She didn't turn up for school and we didn't plan any Plan B! Instead, we went over to her house and gave her alittle suprise there.&lt;blockquote&gt;HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN BIRTHDAY, FARAH DIYANAH! I hope you love our tiny surprise. Sorry it was not awesome. But, baik uh kau. Orang nak suprise kan dia, dia yang surprise kan orang. May all your wishes/ hopes/ dream come true. Goodluck in your future endeavous. Strive for your upcoming O'levels. I know you can do it. We go trhough this together, alright? I love my Super Banso! ♥&lt;/blockquote&gt;I headed home after the tiny surprise while the rest went back to school to attend Geography lesson. As always, we'll go in for History class late but still Ms Sng was not in the class yet. I had to go up the stairs alone cause I was a scary cat. As usual, the back row would make alot of noise. We gossiped and snapped a few pictures. Two hours of History was amazing! English, we had a karaoke session. Old song though but the good part was very one was really into it! We were released early for Chemistry as soon as we finished our worksheet. I was almost late for school today even though Dee texted me early in the morning. Despite reading the morning text message, I went back to sleep. I met up with Wany first before heading to school. 2 hours of Physics and then followed by 2 hours of Social Studies. I was half asleep during Social Studies even though I was sitting right at the front. Woulnd't stop muching on raisins during lessons. Faeez really hates it when we start singing Justin Bieber's songs. I miss karaoke-ing with Leonda, Sulis and Faeez. Chemitry practical was alright. No biggie. But, I love the colour change. Hehehe. We for lunch at Sinaran and had Fried Rice. Delicious! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Next week will be F&amp;N O'level practical and I'm not ready at all! I have not practise my dishes and I not that confirdent that it'll turn out well especially the pizza. I'm gonna pray hard! After that, I'm gonna make sure I can Shrek Forever After that is also if it is still in the cinemas. I wanna go Sentosa. I wanna go alot of place. Let's just wait for week 3. So little time yet so many things I wanna do. Daddy and Little brat not at home so only left Kakak, Mummy and I. Girls night! They'll only be back tomorrow night. (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-2298830539984721787?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2298830539984721787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=2298830539984721787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2298830539984721787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2298830539984721787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/06/be-positive-pass-it-on.html' title='Be positive, Pass it on'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TAjlNfdz43I/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rUrEkR79Q8M/s72-c/28489_397108793852_777088852_4137982_6923049_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-6850785493902188609</id><published>2010-05-31T16:54:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:35:50.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You&apos;re my inspiration'/><title type='text'>Be open to new challenges!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TAN5kMjs9RI/AAAAAAAAEAA/2sCLe0tuCY4/s1600/tumblr_l344af3vql1qbo7f6o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TAN5kMjs9RI/AAAAAAAAEAA/2sCLe0tuCY4/s320/tumblr_l344af3vql1qbo7f6o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477355234565879058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BYEBYE TO MELAYU!(Y) Finally, after days of couting down, memorizing my Peribahasa, timed practise and panicking, Malay O'levels is over! AWESOME! Thanks to those who texted or wished me good luck. Much appreciated! :D It was really amazing how fast I woke up this morning. Papers was managable but alittle tricky. I'm praying for AMAZING results. Insyaallah I'll pass with flying colours! Amin. Malay Paper 1 was managable. I'm sorry Sulis or anyone else surrounding me if I was too enthusiastic. HEHEHE. The paper itself today was not listening to me. Ii love to fly away from me. Irritating uh. I really hate Paper 2 not because of the questions but in fact the paper itself! I was freaking irritating cause it keeps flying which makes it real difficult to write. K, lame. Paper 2 was alright but rather tricky. Especially peribahasa! I don't like. After the papers, we had to rearrange tables and chairs for tomorrow's Maths Camp. Damn pissed with that because it took a super long time and I was already very tired. All my brain cells was used. My brain very tired. Lunch at MacD with Wany and Sulis before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's view my June Holidays Schedule,&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; 8AM-1.30PM, Maths Camp&lt;br /&gt;      &gt; 2.30PM-4.30PM, POA (which I will not be going)&lt;br /&gt;      &gt; 2.55PM onwards, NUH doctor's appointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; 8AM-1.30PM, Maths Camp&lt;br /&gt;      &gt; Farah's Birthday!♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; 8AM-10AM, History&lt;br /&gt;      &gt; 10.30AM-12.30PM, English&lt;br /&gt;      &gt; 1.30PM-3.30PM, Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; 8AM-10AM, Physics&lt;br /&gt;      &gt; 10.30AM-12.30PM, Social Studies&lt;br /&gt;      &gt; 1.30PM-3.30PM, Chemistry Practical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; Start of POA tuition (if only I confirm joining)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(End of Week 1)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; 8AM-10AM, Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;      &gt; 10.30AM-12.30PM, Social Studies&lt;br /&gt;      &gt; 7.30PM-9.30PM, Maths Tuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; 8AM-10AM, F&amp;N&lt;br /&gt;      &gt; 10.30AM-12.30PM, Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; 8AM-5PM, F&amp;N&lt;br /&gt;      &gt; 8AM-10.30AM, F&amp;N O'level Practical&lt;br /&gt;      &gt; 7.30PM-9.30PM, C. Science Tuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; 8AM-5PM, F&amp;N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; 8AM-5PM, F&amp;N&lt;br /&gt;       &gt; Rafhana's Birthday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; POA Tuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(End of Week 2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; 7.30PM-9.30PM, Maths Tuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; 7.30PM-9.30PM, C. Science Tuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; POA tuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(End of Week 3)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; 8AM-10AM, Malay :O (cannot burn my Malay books!)&lt;br /&gt;       &gt; 10.30AM-12.30PM, Physics Practical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; 8AM-10AM, English&lt;br /&gt;       &gt; 10.30AM-12.30PM, Chemisry Practical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; 8AM-10AM, POA&lt;br /&gt;       &gt; 10.30AM-12.30PM, Physics Practical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26 June&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; POA tuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(End of Week 4, End of holidays)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;This is only school. Not yet the days teachers wanna meet us besides this days. Days for me to finish my homework. Days for me to R&amp;R? ): &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TAOEJ4CQj9I/AAAAAAAAEAI/UVO7I-dmEHI/s1600/4543342471_677c697ebc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TAOEJ4CQj9I/AAAAAAAAEAI/UVO7I-dmEHI/s320/4543342471_677c697ebc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477366877008203730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanna watch Shrek Forever After during the holidays. Bintang not interested to watch so means I have to watch it with someone else. ): I DON'T CARE, I'M GONNA WATCH THIS! Even if I have to wtach it alone. Chey, like real only. Anyone free or notttt? Besides watching movie, I wanna go for a jog one of these days. I wanna adopt a healthy lifestyle. Cheychey. HAHAHAHAHAHA! I don't know why but suddenly I felt going jogging but it seems like I would not have the time. Besides that, I should gonna spend alot of time over at Starbucks to finish up my homeworks. Kay, I gonna catch my Chinese dramas. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love today. (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-6850785493902188609?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/6850785493902188609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=6850785493902188609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6850785493902188609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6850785493902188609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/05/be-open-to-new-challenges.html' title='Be open to new challenges!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/TAN5kMjs9RI/AAAAAAAAEAA/2sCLe0tuCY4/s72-c/tumblr_l344af3vql1qbo7f6o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-4210815840553538300</id><published>2010-05-27T19:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T19:28:26.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you live inside of me ♥'/><title type='text'>Dare to take chances</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_5TNKKt_CI/AAAAAAAAD_w/AgQsZ8s5F5A/s1600/tumblr_l2ypi8KVC31qbo3bfo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_5TNKKt_CI/AAAAAAAAD_w/AgQsZ8s5F5A/s320/tumblr_l2ypi8KVC31qbo3bfo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475905682461817890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just 4 more days to Malay O'level and I can really feel the pressure now, just now and I'm sure days to come. It started with assembly when teacher started to wish us Goodluck and Wany turned to me telling me she feel so pressurized. We could see tears at each others eyes and I tell you I'm eally scared. Whats more after assembly, Cikgu Wahab called us out and told us that he wouldn't be there with us during the afternoon class. He brief us and told us his awesome tips for exams on Monday. I could hear his voice change and I know he was gonna cry. I cried. Seriously. It was hillarious though. Timed practise for three hours before having recess. After English, we received our results slip back and I was amaze with the paragraph that teacher wrote for me as my comments. :O Positive though. Churchullites were super late for assembly. During assembly, I sat with Sean and he wouldn't stop telling me that the people going on stage has weird faces. -.- I as always will always beat him cause he is super nonsensical. After school, we had Malay extra class. It was more of a mass consultation. It ended at 4PM and headed home after that. This morning, my phone find fault with me and caused me thinking about that probability it would get connected. Stupid phone. Actually, I was the one who press the wrong numbers. -.-&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_5WYbbCSjI/AAAAAAAAD_4/8GNGKP-JIUM/s1600/24701_341280434330_702299330_3536574_7980730_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_5WYbbCSjI/AAAAAAAAD_4/8GNGKP-JIUM/s320/24701_341280434330_702299330_3536574_7980730_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475909174607104562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll try staying away from the lappy for these few days. So, Goodluck Churchillites for Monday's MotherTongue O'level paper! Goodluck those taking their exams this Monday. All the best. (: Goodluck Bintang! ♥ Like Cikgu said, A bintang! Hehehe (: Goodluck loves. I know I'll have my motivation on Monday. I'm gonna strive until the end. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-4210815840553538300?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4210815840553538300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=4210815840553538300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4210815840553538300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4210815840553538300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/05/dare-to-take-chances.html' title='Dare to take chances'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_5TNKKt_CI/AAAAAAAAD_w/AgQsZ8s5F5A/s72-c/tumblr_l2ypi8KVC31qbo3bfo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-5935950289997193040</id><published>2010-05-25T19:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T20:07:18.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you.'/><title type='text'>Make Haste Slowly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_uxfUwMfbI/AAAAAAAAD_o/z1NJNo-oc1g/s1600/tumblr_l1gq5w6tJ91qzyrwvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_uxfUwMfbI/AAAAAAAAD_o/z1NJNo-oc1g/s320/tumblr_l1gq5w6tJ91qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475164923703885234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm blessed that school ends latest at 3PM this week. Sadly, only this week. It's okay, lets just enjoy the time after that. It's really awesome that school ends at 3PM which I doubt will ever happen again. Finally, the long mark sheet is out and I passed all my subjects except for the pathetic POA. I told you I didn't do well for POA. I wouldn't need to go for Parent Teacher Conference which I would want to! Well... for all my years in Teck Whye, parents didn't need to attend PTC at all. For once, I would love to listen to what my teachers have to say about me. F&amp;N coursework is getting on my nerves. Planning may be easy but I can't stand chaging or recipes again and again. Whats more with the recipes I know I'm not confident in. Frankly, I rather redo my Task Analysis and Research over and over again than keep having my recipes changed again and again which will then affect my Planning. I hate redo-ing Planning because its very troublesome. Like what Nicholas always say, "&lt;em&gt;Leceh&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very tired of time practise every morning. Can you imgaine 3 hours of time practise? Alah, whats the use of complaining when its all for my benefits. It uses up alot of my brain cells. Tired. A part from going back to school for three weeks during the June Holidays, I have yet to plan my June Holidays. But, I'm going to use it wisely and catch up with those subjects I'm weak in. Gosh, thats a lot of work. I don't care I'm going to drag Sulis to Jurong Point, Starbucks to study with me because we can't study at home as there's too much distraction and lift upgrading so it'll be very noisy. (: I'll be going to Momentum tomorrow with other dancers. (Y) Malay O'level in 6 days time. Nervous. But, whatever it is Jiayou Ryhna. You can do it. You're gonna strive until the end! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you and your silly random texts. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-5935950289997193040?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5935950289997193040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=5935950289997193040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5935950289997193040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5935950289997193040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/05/make-haste-slowly.html' title='Make Haste Slowly'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_uxfUwMfbI/AAAAAAAAD_o/z1NJNo-oc1g/s72-c/tumblr_l1gq5w6tJ91qzyrwvo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-1211944791772778409</id><published>2010-05-21T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T19:40:12.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you.'/><title type='text'>Live your best life</title><content type='html'>Hey yo! I'm back again. Short week this week and I received all my papers already. Well, I'm pleasantly surprised with most of my results I may say. All my hard work for Physics have finally paid off! (Y) I passed Physics this time round and I'm really grateful. I can remember how I used to hate Physics alot Lost alot of marks because of that. As expected, I did badly for POA. Luckily, Mr Silvam didn't scream at me or something. I feel guilty towards him now after what he talked to us. Maybe, I didn't get his point when I told us in an agry way. But now, I finally get what he meant. I failed Chemistry because I was unable to do the Mole Concepts questions. Another disappointment was History. I did study. And I studied so damn hard but the results was not as I expected. I cried, so imagine how it feels to not get what you want even though you put in so much effort. Sorry Sue to have accidentally beat you just now. &lt;i&gt;Tak sengaja. Hehehehe.&lt;/i&gt; On the other hand, I did quite well for Social Studies which I thought I screwed it up because I totally forget my facts during the paper. I did awesome for F&amp;N but I was a little disheartened with the results because of the freaking essay question. I wrote a three pages long essay but all my facts was no relevant to the question. -.- I could be used be I didn't organise it properly. Overall, I did awesome for SA1 and this is my motivation for Prelims and O'levels. Malay O'levels in &lt;b&gt;9 days.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have laugh at Faeez just now when he was asked to write a whole essay about courage when the rest of the class only needed to write 20 lines. Now, I also have to write a whole story. Dammit. Never, I'm not alone. There's still Syaf, Anthony and Reiner. HEHEHEHE! Anthony and Faeez is scared of me because I have muscle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when our friendship is being put to a test. But, since now its resolve, I'm grateful. No more tears, no more pretends and no more sacarsms. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-1211944791772778409?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1211944791772778409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=1211944791772778409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/1211944791772778409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/1211944791772778409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/05/live-your-best-life.html' title='Live your best life'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-2908767059564584322</id><published>2010-05-18T18:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:20:46.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger and depression can be overcome by love and hope.'/><title type='text'>Take a moment at a time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_JqYh6P2xI/AAAAAAAAD_I/FbB9f63v4kQ/s1600/30747_1393880520617_1040305460_1173359_1287126_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_JqYh6P2xI/AAAAAAAAD_I/FbB9f63v4kQ/s320/30747_1393880520617_1040305460_1173359_1287126_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472553466860657426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Weekends was alright I guess. Well.. nothing much except that I rotted at home. Nah, I went to Wak Rashid's crib on Saturday for &lt;i&gt;kenduri.&lt;/i&gt; Zen texted me asking where I was. Luckily he didn't make me go all the way from Simei to Marina Square. Moreover it was so out of the way and I was alone. I wouldn't want to travel alone to Marina Square at night. So, we didn't meet up. I did nothing except eat, gossiped with Izzah and watched the tv at Wak Rashid's crib. Had to train back home with Izzah as Daddy was working. Sunday was awesome. Met up with Aishah for madrasah and we talked non-stop about awesome stuff. And guess what I forget to bring her birthday present. It is so damn belated. I don't know why but I have the tendency to get people late brithday presents. Nevermindlah, its the thought that counts. I'm back to using the lappy until late at nights these few days. Simply because exams are over but I'll have to stop since Malay O'levels are in 15 more days. :O I'm not prepared, totally not prepared!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_Jxz8w9xMI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/aT6-swNOQLA/s1600/Bintang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_Jxz8w9xMI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/aT6-swNOQLA/s320/Bintang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472561634507343042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;English Oral on Monday was wonderful except that I was rather nervous and I screwed up picture discussion like seriously! My mind totally went into blank space. Oral ended around 9AM and waited for the rest to finish. Sat with Wany and I am grateful to have someone that shares the same feelings as me. After Farah came, Sulis got all worked up about our Teman Istimewa. She was cursing the whole time, I tell you. So, we came up with a last minute plan. Movie marathon at Dee's crib. We went home to change and quickly went out. I met up with Wany and we had to buy all their brunch, snacks etcetc. &lt;i&gt;Mentang-manteng kita dua perangai budak gemuk, semua makanan korang suruh kita beli.&lt;/i&gt; HEHEHEHE. Both of us was typical epic failure. Movie marathon at Dee's crib was awesome! I love it alot. The whole coffee table was full with tidbits and alot alot of food. My second time watching a horror movie, a Malay horror movie to be exact. They forced me into it okay! Luckily, this time we didn't record our reactions because it's super hillarious! I kept hugging Wany and I was like, "Tu, aku dah cakap ......." Thanks Dee's mother for the delicious food! I went off to tuition at 7.30pm while the rest went home.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_KBXWWQngI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/omZtUs1VKT0/s1600/farah.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_KBXWWQngI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/omZtUs1VKT0/s320/farah.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472578735344492034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, I spent my afternoon with Ayeen. I though I would be late but I was not as late as Ayeen. Nevermind, I have an awesome time with her watching The Last Song again. The crowd here aren't that emotional as the crowd at Orchard. On the other hand, the were much noisier and rather iritating. I went on a search for someone's birthday present. Belated one I may say and she said I was budget. -.- I love getting him soft toys whattt. HAHAHAHAHA! I laughed alot and something really hillarious happen. We took the wrong train! -.- &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_KE8WeZ_GI/AAAAAAAAD_g/xw_Jf5DRUc4/s1600/farahhh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_KE8WeZ_GI/AAAAAAAAD_g/xw_Jf5DRUc4/s320/farahhh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472582669568703586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wah, now Farah and I so damn pissed. Farah tweeted this 'its kinddaf irritating , we already pass down the job and its still us doing ? like wtf right ?' We like super tired of finding people lah. Most of them don't even give a damn. Like straight away say no. Some don't even reply. Greaaat or what. Now, my phone keeps ringing because they don't have the initiative to text the rest about tomorrow. Not our job anymore what. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-2908767059564584322?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2908767059564584322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=2908767059564584322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2908767059564584322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2908767059564584322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/05/take-moment-at-time.html' title='Take a moment at a time'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S_JqYh6P2xI/AAAAAAAAD_I/FbB9f63v4kQ/s72-c/30747_1393880520617_1040305460_1173359_1287126_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-3806726169041385457</id><published>2010-05-14T22:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T10:13:38.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broken'/><title type='text'>I'M BACK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S-1f4pjTBnI/AAAAAAAAD-w/DwNmni40dLY/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S-1f4pjTBnI/AAAAAAAAD-w/DwNmni40dLY/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471134549156234866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm back! :D Don't worry, I won't abadon my blog. But, my daily update are on Tumblr. Well now that the exams are over, lets party! So, what have I done for the past 3 weeks? Basically, preparing for exams. Can you imagine me not touching the laptop for the past few days. I'm so proud of myself. But, Sulis plays a HUGE part in this. You know why? She will follow me home everday just to make sure I study. I have such an awesome friend. So, how did the exams fare? Well, I very sure, 100% chop I will get a U-grade for POA. A BIG FAT GIGANTIC ZERO on my paper. As for the rest of the paper, I think I did alright. You wouldn't know how hard I studied. I slept at 2AM in the morning just to memorize the facts etcetc. Even so, I know I screwed up Mole Concept for Chemistry. I almost cried after the paper. I love F&amp;N paper because everything that I studied for actually came out! Like it was the exact question I did in the ten-year-series. So, mainly because of F&amp;N too, I didn't study for POA. No time lah. Hehehe. Actaully, I don't even wanna make time for that freaking POA paper. So, talking about exams, I ahve exactly 18 more days for Malay O'level. Jia you Ryhna. I am going to do well because I know I am getting that distinction! Monday, English oral and after that I have a movie date! :D I'm excited!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S-1qzDrHHWI/AAAAAAAAD-4/tZSlZvp4rtA/s1600/32198_1385648034810_1040305460_1152984_3091001_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S-1qzDrHHWI/AAAAAAAAD-4/tZSlZvp4rtA/s320/32198_1385648034810_1040305460_1152984_3091001_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471146547717021026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S-1sv0CPJzI/AAAAAAAAD_A/OlB4CY0zy3M/s1600/32198_1385647914807_1040305460_1152981_1156184_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S-1sv0CPJzI/AAAAAAAAD_A/OlB4CY0zy3M/s320/32198_1385647914807_1040305460_1152981_1156184_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471148691002697522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Besides that, we also celebrated our dearest Mathematics teacher's 29th Birthday! She was touched with what we did. Luckily, she didn't cry like how she always cry because of us. I had to carry the balloon plus the cake. And the balloon wouldn't stop flying into my face. I had to finish up the girls left over cream. I like had three or four tissue of cream. &lt;blockquote&gt;Happy 29th Birthday, Ms Zhang Sijia!♥ Well... Hoped you loved the surprise we did for you. Wished you had an awesome birthday the other day.  I know, as a student I've disappoint you in many ways. Not doing your homeworks, not getting distinctions for you test/ quizzes or many not even passing. You've cried alot for the class and I'm gonna make you cry again. But, this time tears of joy. I'm going to get that distinction for Mathematics for myself and also for you. Thanks alot for sacrificing alot of your time to teach us and especially to come back to consulation every Saturday without fail. Even, if the rest of the class doesn't apper, I will be there! with Sulis of course. :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;Just now, after the 9AM paper, we had breakfast and laughed our ass out about our Teman Istimewa. :D Then we planned to catch The Last Song at Cineleisure. I tell you, it was awesomeeeeee! Must watch, okay. I cried until the end of the movie. Everyone was sniffing and wiping their tears in the cinema. Some even took out tissues which actually includes one of us. Hehehe. As we walked out the cinema and talking about how sad the movie was and when we started crying yadayadayada, we saw two teenage guys our ages actually having tears in their eyes! It was hillarious. They were also talking about how sad the movie and why they cried. I wanna watch again, pretty please. Someone please bring me out to watch this! I wanns watch again! So after movie, we headed to Taka and I was amazed with all the awesome things at Art Friend. You didn't know who "jakun" I was to look at all those cute art stuff. Dee went off first while Wany, Farah, Sulis and I stayed on and had an amazing time laughing at I-know-we-know. &lt;em&gt;Someone just had to spoil my mood. Hey get things clear here, I am not going to fall for you stupid trap again. Try it on other girls, cause it is not going to happen again on me. You think I am your little Barbie doll you can ask for help ONLY when you need me. Where were you the past 2 months? Where have you gone missing then just coming back now? Dammit lah guy. I think what my friends said are all right. I'll salute Sulis, if she really slaps your thick skinned face. Get a life man, person. Enough of hurting people's feelings. It's not that I didn't want. I wouldn't mind going out but I don't want to be used again. I don't want to be treated as a fool again. The one when you told me about who your friends are going with yadayada, totally shut me down. You are totally using me dumb ass. Where have all the other girls gone? Maybe, because they're ain't naive as me. Wake up, okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make it official! Hehehehehe, Bintang knows. I have to get things clear here, so people bare with me alright. Because some people just love avoiding from problems. Do you know that ever since you left us, you left a bad impression on us. Now, everyone thinks that we're the evil one. We didn't ask you to leave, you did it on you own accord. But, please stop going around asking people for symphaty. Now, everyone think we're the ungrateful one when actually it's you. I love your sentence, "Aku lagi suka kawan primary school aku." What you know was to complain about things and we have tried to make things better for you. But, have you ever once tell that you really appreciate us. That sentence was a disappointment. After what you complained about your friends not remembering your birthday, and we did try to celebrate it even though all of us were not in town. Please okay, now everyone knoew to blame us why because you're out numbered. Please eh, tell you primary school best friend that stop blaming us when she don't even know anything. You didn't wanna talk why simply because we ignored you. We ignored you because we wanted you to ask but you prefer to avoid. Thats you. I cant believe that you said, "It's okay" when one of us apologized. So, you think you're innocent. Oh, please. I know I'm very expressive and I show that I'm angry. I know I'm wrong. I'm sorry. So are you going to say "It's okay." and thinks it's not your fault?&lt;blockquote&gt;And I know I never told you,&lt;br /&gt;That I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Now its all too late.&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know how to hold you,&lt;br /&gt;But I want to,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to leave this way.&lt;br /&gt;All I know…&lt;br /&gt;Is broken.&lt;br /&gt;-Broken by Sezairi.&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to it! Gosh.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-3806726169041385457?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3806726169041385457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=3806726169041385457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3806726169041385457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3806726169041385457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S-1f4pjTBnI/AAAAAAAAD-w/DwNmni40dLY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-2444446295723253213</id><published>2010-04-23T15:28:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T17:42:36.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t take things for granted.'/><title type='text'>Dare to take chances</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S9FM0_XpPZI/AAAAAAAAD-g/Zn0kth4kKAc/s1600/1270271035388341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S9FM0_XpPZI/AAAAAAAAD-g/Zn0kth4kKAc/s320/1270271035388341.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463232296224636306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's Friday! Finally, at least one day homed at 12.30PM. I already so grateful that at least I have one day that I am able to go home early. Rather than the other days which I have to go home at 4PM/ 5PM. This doesn't include the night classes I attended. I've created a Tumblr account after months of reading people's Tumblr. I ♥ reading people’s tumblr. I created Tumblr just because I love reading at the awesome qoutes etctec. Hahaha! I’ll still update my blog for daily/ weekly/ monthly updates. (:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S9FSWU-9J8I/AAAAAAAAD-o/GC3aM1W0yTM/s1600/IMG_6049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S9FSWU-9J8I/AAAAAAAAD-o/GC3aM1W0yTM/s320/IMG_6049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463238366520485826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you know, last Wednesday was Miss Vani's birthday and we gave her a little surprise. Kay, let me wish my best teacher something. (:&lt;blockquote&gt;Happy Birthday, Miss Vani! ♥ Don't worry, I won't reveal your age here. Hehe. Thank you for being an awesome F&amp;N teacher. Thanks for everything. Thank you for sacrficing all your time and effort on us. Especially when I keep asking you to check my coursework. And whenever I keep asking you the same question again and again. Have an awesome year ahead. Goodluck in your future endeavous. May you hopes/ dreams/ wishes come true. Hope you loved the surprise just now! And the present from Churchillite F&amp;N students. (: I will work hard to strive for F&amp;N! :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;More pictures on Ira's blog. Yesterday lesson was alright and the whole class was really grateful that we were allowed to go home at 3PM. That's better than usual timing! I had to wait for the rest of the class to pass up their Social Studies essay before going home. Meanwhile, we talked about how irritated I got with Sulis's I-know-we-know. Raina followed me home and we were both drenched by the time we reached my crib. (: It was raining cats and dogs. :O When the rain stopped, we met Wany and headed to MacDonalds' TW to study. Hanis joined us later on. Wah piang, I can't do Chemistry. Wany knows why. Did I mention that Wany was super noisy yesterday. Homed with Wany at 10PM and it feels amazing to have someone to listen to what you have kept for so long. Thanks Wany. Heart breaking you know about that dammit incident. Darns. Because of that, I was in a super bad mood today. Sorry people surrounding me about just now. Especially during POA. You wouldn't imagine how much tantrum I threw just now. Only Sulis and Faeez know. I really feel bad towards Wany during Malay lesson cause I gave her this get-out-of-my-sight face when she disturbed me. Sorry uh babe. Wasn't in a good mood. Amazingly, I paid attention during History. (: Homed with Hanis and Wany. I'm tired. I wanna sleep. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t walk away because I fell out of love. I left because I was tired of fooling myself into thinking that this was anything like love. Like what Wany said it's awesome having a best guyfriend and not break the friendship. I totally agree with it. Cause I myself have few best guyfriends that I can &lt;b&gt;trust&lt;/b&gt;! And I don't want to break the friendship. I really treasure our friendship. Friendship takes a million years to build but only takes one sencond to destroy. Trust is like a paper. Once crumpled, it's never gonna be perfect again even how much you try to flatten it. So, please stop lying to people. You're not only hurting others but you're also deceiving yourself. It's time I get my priorities straight and forget about all those empty words and promises. I know I deserve more than just empty words and promises. But, life has to go on. Wany, I'm being positive and optimistic! Like how I always am and always ask you people to be. Don't tease me again about how I ask you people to always look on the bright side. (: &lt;i&gt;Jika sesiapa terasa tu, minta lah maaf ye?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my Tumblr :D http://starred-eyed.tumblr.com/ I think I'll just reblog pictures and qoutes during the examinations period. I'll blog again after examinations. Toodles. Daddy will be back tomorrow! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-2444446295723253213?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2444446295723253213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=2444446295723253213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2444446295723253213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2444446295723253213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/04/dare-to-take-chances.html' title='Dare to take chances'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S9FM0_XpPZI/AAAAAAAAD-g/Zn0kth4kKAc/s72-c/1270271035388341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-4092931530392971742</id><published>2010-04-21T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:28:51.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomfandom</title><content type='html'>Currently in school having F&amp;N lesson. I brought my lappy along. I don't have anything to do because all the recipe books are being used. We celebrated Miss Vani's birthdy just now. We surprised her in the F&amp;N hub. Aren't we sweet? HAHA! Thanks to the other teachers who helped out. You know, I had to go up and down just now because I have the tendedy to forget to bring my stuff whenever we go to another class. -.- I have to get out of that habit. Dammit. Will be having timed practise later and I don't have a calculater. Wth. This is really suckish. My handphone dropped just now and my heart is aching. I wanna get a new handphone. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, you just wasted your 5 minutes reading this crap. :D I'll be blogging again after I get home later. Or maybe not, I have to study for Chemistry Test and I have tuition later! Darns. I wanna create a tumblr account. I love reading people's tumblr. It's so cool. I feel like deleting this blog but there's so many memories. Haiya. Kay, toodles. The bell is going to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-4092931530392971742?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4092931530392971742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=4092931530392971742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4092931530392971742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4092931530392971742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/04/randomfandom.html' title='Randomfandom'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-9064577164339443908</id><published>2010-04-16T20:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T18:46:48.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I only get jealous because I love you and I don&apos;t want anyone else to have you'/><title type='text'>Make Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S8hWbKNRiDI/AAAAAAAAD9w/h-KZv2YKdIM/s1600/tumblr_l05608xF611qzwyfio1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460709572783212594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S8hWbKNRiDI/AAAAAAAAD9w/h-KZv2YKdIM/s320/tumblr_l05608xF611qzwyfio1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just Skype-d with Daddy. You wanna know something? Little brat actually cried when she talked to Daddy on Skype. I'm gonna skype again with Daddy once Mummy and Kakak come home. Daddy talked to me about some random stuff. Asking me if I love my boyfriend more than I love him. Since when do I even have a boyfriend, my dear father? -.-&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S8hhotmthKI/AAAAAAAAD94/enbTwpykYfU/s1600/IMG00139-20100412-0928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460721900251350178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S8hhotmthKI/AAAAAAAAD94/enbTwpykYfU/s320/IMG00139-20100412-0928.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;School's been alright these days. Last Monday, I went for tuition but tuition was cancelled because there was a blackout. -.- I wasted my freaking 15 minutes! Tuesday, I stayed in school for night study and we celebrated Sean's birthday. It was raining heavily and the wind was really strong. So, the candles couldn't light up. Sad thing. I'm gonna kill Sean one day. He wouldn't stop twisting my hand! He thinks it's fun but I know he's weakness. He's scared when I pinch him! HAHAHA! Combined Science tuition on Wednesday and I was half asleep because my texting partners was all busy. -.- Was suppose to have tuition again on Thursday to replace Monday's tuition but I skipped it. Instead I went studying with Wany and Hanis. I realised that I'll never do my homework at night, after school but instead do it in the morning when I reach school. I've been going straight to bed after I get home but I still dont know why are there still black eye rings and eyebags. -.- I'm disappointed in myself. I think I screwed up Physics test. ): I wish everyone didn't have such high expectations of me. Because it's bad enough I let myself down. I don't need to let everyone else down too. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S8h4nMrLkmI/AAAAAAAAD-A/w-GSpch4Uj8/s1600/SNC00054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460747162999296610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S8h4nMrLkmI/AAAAAAAAD-A/w-GSpch4Uj8/s320/SNC00054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Friday, Mummy and little brat went to BBQ and left me while I was in the shower. Blame me for showering so slowly. I think they had an awesome time because they went home at 3 in the morning. Dammit. I should have gone! Boohoo. ): I even slept in front of the laptop since I didn't have anything to do. But, the next day I had to wake up darn early because I went studying with Sulis, Sal, Wany and Farah at Starbucks, Jurong Point.  Wany and Farah joined us later. I was there with Sal from 11AM. Before that, I went for breakfast with Mummy at Food Culture, Lot One. I didn't want to at first but since I was facing some "economic crisis" (like Sulis mention), I still followed. We stayed there until almost 10PM and I bus-ed home with Wany, Sal and Kakak.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S8wqSUrBefI/AAAAAAAAD-I/almLUWIvcYA/s1600/Image2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S8wqSUrBefI/AAAAAAAAD-I/almLUWIvcYA/s320/Image2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461786942368741874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was forced to attend madrasah yesterday because Mummy thought I skipped too many lessons already. Dammit. I rushed throught so many homeworks in the morning and I studied Social Studies for Mid Year Examintaions. :O After madrasah, I called up Wany to accompany me study outside. We went to Bukt Panjang Plaza and studied at MacDonalds'. It was really hillarious when I Skype-d with Daddy at MacDonalds'. I'll never stop laughing with Wany over something very, very little or stupid. We stayed there until 10PM before train-ing back home.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S8wvs-Sa_gI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/qYpTX2kVMeA/s1600/tumblr_l0kfa9F3g81qa6loao1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S8wvs-Sa_gI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/qYpTX2kVMeA/s320/tumblr_l0kfa9F3g81qa6loao1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461792897774583298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;School today was dreadful. I feel super shagged by the second lesson. I couldn't keep my eyes open especially during Physics lessons today. 2 hours of Physics didn't bring anything good. I was either daydreaming or just copying notes blindly. Cikgu says I should lessen the use of my English because it's affecting my Malay. The conversation just now kept me thinking.&lt;blockquote&gt;Cikgu: Ry, perbualan awak lemah. Awak masa lisan, awak berbual Bahasa Inggeris ke?&lt;br /&gt;Me: -.- Merepek lah Cikgu. Mesti lah Melayu.&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu: Abeh apa masalah awak?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (explains)&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu: Itu, awak sepatutnya ............ (there goes his ceramah)Nasib baik, bacaan awak bagus.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (continue laughing and smiling)&lt;/blockquote&gt;He thinks I talk to much English even during Malay lesson. -.- He even told Cikgu Ifa I can talk fluently but when I talk in Malay, my Malay &lt;i&gt;tongang terbalik&lt;/i&gt;. So, does this mean I have to speak more Malay? History today was awesome! We kept talking to Mr Ashraf and not doing any work. Blame him for starting all the stupid topics and entertaining/ talking non stop the six of us at the back. Home at 5PM and I have to get ready for tuition now. Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-9064577164339443908?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/9064577164339443908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=9064577164339443908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/9064577164339443908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/9064577164339443908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/04/make-peace.html' title='Make Peace'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S8hWbKNRiDI/AAAAAAAAD9w/h-KZv2YKdIM/s72-c/tumblr_l05608xF611qzwyfio1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-662409074497147773</id><published>2010-04-11T17:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T18:58:29.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good things happen when you go for it.'/><title type='text'>Take a break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S8GhLNmc72I/AAAAAAAAD9g/7WYgn_VcJvA/s1600/tumblr_kyj1ulnzcp1qaws44o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S8GhLNmc72I/AAAAAAAAD9g/7WYgn_VcJvA/s320/tumblr_kyj1ulnzcp1qaws44o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458821437351325538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy have flown to China this morning. Now, who's gonna wake me up to go to school? I don't want to go to school tomorrow. I was unable to send him off just now because of the performance at Bukit Batok West. Dancers met up at 6.15AM and headed to Farah's house to get ready. I was late because of a few reasons. We had to get ready at Farah's house because Cikgu told us that there was no changing room and toilet there. But, when we reached, there was a changing room for us. -.- &lt;i&gt;Baik uh Cikgu.&lt;/i&gt; Cikgu also told us wrong information that the performance was at Hong Kah CC. Dammit. It was an embarrassment walking with the costume from Farah's house to the CC and then to the block. By the time everyone reached the block, we were all sweating badly. Performance was alright. I found it rather hillarious. All of us just burst out laughing after getting down from the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Farah's crib and change. Headed to Lot One for breakfast cum lunch. I then headed to Sulis's crib to just hang out there. We watched a movie and I fell asleep during the movie. But, I was awaken a few times beacause Sulis kept going in and out of the room. I can't stop sneezing now. ): Maybe because of the two houses I went to just now-- Farah and Sulis's! Why? Because they have cats. We couldn't get ready peaceful just now because many was shouting because they were scared of cats. Gosh, I hate cats. I found out that Sulis's cats are afraid of me! HAHA! That was what she said. Cool~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went for Math consultation at 8.30AM and was late as always. I sat beside &lt;s&gt;Sean&lt;/s&gt;Mr Yeo and he was super irritating! He would either force me to say that I bite his eraser or he would scold me for some stupid reasons or call me short or he will going-to-beat me and go "scared, right". Damn irritating I tell you. In the end I'll keep beating his shoulder. On the other hand, it was awesome sitting next to him! He was like my own private tutor. Thank you for FORCING me to do the Math sums! He wasn't really patient when teaching me. Kept scolding me. ):&lt; What do you expect, I forget all my Sec 3 work. -.- &lt;blockquote&gt;Sean: Ry, why you bite my eraser?&lt;br /&gt;Ry: I didn't lah. You nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Say because you're hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Ry: Don't want lah. Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after umpteen times forcing me and disturbing me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Ry, why you bite me eraser?&lt;br /&gt;Ry: Because I'm hungry. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Hahaha! Good, good.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Sulis came over to my crib after that and stayed until 5PM. I tell you, I actually watched a Hindustan movie because of her!Wany asked me to accompany her to Hanis's sister's birthday. Reached there at 6PM and then met up with Nisa, Azura, Qhairiq, Rahim, Zack and Faiz. I headed home early cause I was meeting someone. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends told me that I had to take up some walking lessons. Because I kept falling down when I walk. I seriously don't know why. But, somehow my ankle would be weak for that particular minute and I'll fall.&lt;blockquote&gt;Why was Snow White given an apple with poison? To show that not all people are kind as what they pretend to be. Why did Cinderella have to run away when the clock stroke midnight? To remind us that everything has limitations, even dreams. Why did Ariel decide to exchange her fins with feet? To show that anyone is willing to give up anything just to be happy.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-662409074497147773?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/662409074497147773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=662409074497147773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/662409074497147773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/662409074497147773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/04/take-break.html' title='Take a break!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S8GhLNmc72I/AAAAAAAAD9g/7WYgn_VcJvA/s72-c/tumblr_kyj1ulnzcp1qaws44o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-5067220389642620850</id><published>2010-04-09T18:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T19:51:04.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Give more than it is expected.'/><title type='text'>Be Positive, Pass It On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78Lv6E3i6I/AAAAAAAAD8Q/hay0Z_XmjZE/s1600/awesome+classmates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78Lv6E3i6I/AAAAAAAAD8Q/hay0Z_XmjZE/s320/awesome+classmates.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458094191067761570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78Eleb9gRI/AAAAAAAAD8A/FbrmS__qxDc/s1600/23443_1262428162120_1272181068_30600374_3642817_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78Eleb9gRI/AAAAAAAAD8A/FbrmS__qxDc/s320/23443_1262428162120_1272181068_30600374_3642817_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458086315268342034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet my most awesome people in class. Those who make me laugh non-stop! Another short week this week. Caring Day today and we went from house to house for newspaper collecting. It was rather fun indeed and we managed to collect quite alot of newspaper. The hillarious thing that happen was when there's this person who gav us ONE newpaper after taking out a stack of newspaper. -.- On the other hand, there's a house that gave us alot of newspaper. It look like one year supply of newspaper. Some of the houses we went to will either have cats or dogs. Whenever the dogs start barking, I'll grab Wany's hand and hold on to her tightly. Then will push to Anthony to ask for the newspapers. I should have taken Rahim picture just now when we saw the BIG husky dog! I tell you, PIRCELESS!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PjD5Qh9I/AAAAAAAAD9Y/nckEBSZ-9EU/s1600/awesome+people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PjD5Qh9I/AAAAAAAAD9Y/nckEBSZ-9EU/s320/awesome+people.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458098368411633618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PiqfzHUI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/80Hz-8g-t3k/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PiqfzHUI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/80Hz-8g-t3k/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458098361593961794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PiJayoZI/AAAAAAAAD9I/M_gc3T0iucA/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PiJayoZI/AAAAAAAAD9I/M_gc3T0iucA/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458098352714588562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PhqQpldI/AAAAAAAAD9A/IFwj6WKib2Q/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PhqQpldI/AAAAAAAAD9A/IFwj6WKib2Q/s320/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458098344350553554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78IcQf-teI/AAAAAAAAD8I/9JfR6K9rfow/s1600/23443_1262428202121_1272181068_30600375_59984_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78IcQf-teI/AAAAAAAAD8I/9JfR6K9rfow/s320/23443_1262428202121_1272181068_30600375_59984_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458090554954790370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After bringing all the old newspaper to the collection point, we went to buy drinks etctec and then flooded Tyqa's camera with our pictures! Since she didn't mind, so FLOOD! :D I've never seen Churchillites this hardworking, helpful and caring like just now! Everyone was helping each other, going to each other's blocks helping out even though we completed our blocks.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PHPCfXbI/AAAAAAAAD84/3TSv-PL-eFE/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PHPCfXbI/AAAAAAAAD84/3TSv-PL-eFE/s320/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458097890366807474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PG6r_uOI/AAAAAAAAD8w/hqH2An44AxM/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PG6r_uOI/AAAAAAAAD8w/hqH2An44AxM/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458097884903749858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PGrP_lUI/AAAAAAAAD8o/mjgZ8IywxTk/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PGrP_lUI/AAAAAAAAD8o/mjgZ8IywxTk/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458097880759768386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PGDqKWZI/AAAAAAAAD8g/c5Ky0vOJTQ0/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PGDqKWZI/AAAAAAAAD8g/c5Ky0vOJTQ0/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458097870132107666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PFl4f00I/AAAAAAAAD8Y/hQRnidW9OY0/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78PFl4f00I/AAAAAAAAD8Y/hQRnidW9OY0/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458097862139171650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Was supposed to watch movies after school just now. But everyone was very tired and was sleeping infront of the lappy. HAHA! After receiving a call from Awfiyah, B and I rushed back to school for like less than an hour. Had late brunch at Bukit Panjang Plaza before heading home. More Pictures on Facebook! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week was alright. Lessons been ending late. On Tuesday, Faeez treated Wany, Farid, Anthony and I to dinner! We went for dinner after distributing flyers. Had dinner at Sinaran and I wouldn't stop laughing over Farid's stupid little gestures. As for yesterday, I went studying with Hanis and Sue. Was suppose to study with the History Babes but most of them couldn't make it so studied with the both of them. When the three of us got restless, we started gossiping as always. &lt;i&gt;Waaaaaaaaahhhhhh ada juga orang nak jaga tepi kain Bintang eh. Eh girl, karma hitting you back.&lt;/i&gt; Was shocked when Sue told me alot of things. :O After dinner, Sue and I followed Hanis to slack at the playground. Just for fun. I just followed them. Daddy was suppose to pick me up but then he didn't. ): Will be going for consultation tomorrow with Sulis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe, I had to tell you. As a Bestfriend, I don't want people to talk behind your back. It's wrong for me if I don't try to help you after knowing what people are doing behind you. Hope you'll alright BFF! ♥ I'm sorry if it hurts your feelings. (:&lt;blockquote&gt;You can feel when someone you hold close to your heart is slipping away, little by little. It’s when the mere thought of losing a friend can bring you to tears almost instantly. The pain you are beginning to feel can crush your entire heart. Yet everything that you try to do to solve the problems only push them further and further away from you. When the only chance of getting back to the way things were in the beginning is to hope this person realized what they may be losing.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-5067220389642620850?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5067220389642620850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=5067220389642620850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5067220389642620850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5067220389642620850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/04/be-positive-pass-it-on.html' title='Be Positive, Pass It On'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S78Lv6E3i6I/AAAAAAAAD8Q/hay0Z_XmjZE/s72-c/awesome+classmates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-3799090860334282543</id><published>2010-04-05T20:12:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:50:21.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I deserve more than empty words and promises.'/><title type='text'>Take one step at a time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nWBM6slHI/AAAAAAAAD4k/L6Fqp30QjOc/s1600/apex+day.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456627739671696498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nWBM6slHI/AAAAAAAAD4k/L6Fqp30QjOc/s320/apex+day.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I skipped tuition today. Well.. Tuition started last Wednesday. I hate tuition to the core, I tell you. The people, the enviroment, the long hours. This year, I have to attend tuition twice a week. For both Combined Science and Math. ): I'm a sad person, do you know that? Long hours of lessons plus remedials, extra lessons to catch up with daily work, night classes, consultation and tuition. I seriously have no break for myself. I think, this is Secondary 4 life. ): Ryhna, just endure for another FIVE months. Did I just realise that I have approximately FIVE MORE MONTHS TO O'LEVELS?! Gawd. And a freaking 4 weeks to Malay O'levels? -.-&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nYlmPPxKI/AAAAAAAAD4s/NtH4FvPElB4/s1600/apex+day+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nYlmPPxKI/AAAAAAAAD4s/NtH4FvPElB4/s320/apex+day+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456630563967321250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ira complaint that my blog is dead and I have to update it since she have nothing to read. Alalala, kay now I update kay dear? What to blog about? Let's blog about last week's highlight! APEX Day! ♥ I had awesome fun! Evevnthough there was no cheering competition, I still had amazing fun shouting and screaming with the Sec 4 EXP and N/A students! They rock my &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; socks! We were all screaming at the top of our voices. We still cheered for each other even though it wasn't our class. (: We came to school early to help out with the mascots.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nZgaMHtAI/AAAAAAAAD48/luBX7FZjpnk/s1600/apex+day+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nZgaMHtAI/AAAAAAAAD48/luBX7FZjpnk/s320/apex+day+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456631574345266178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nauCmknUI/AAAAAAAAD5U/Eb75xo-DDuA/s1600/apex+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nauCmknUI/AAAAAAAAD5U/Eb75xo-DDuA/s320/apex+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456632908043558210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nat5o_dnI/AAAAAAAAD5M/9IXO8j_4qAQ/s1600/apex+day+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nat5o_dnI/AAAAAAAAD5M/9IXO8j_4qAQ/s320/apex+day+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456632905637787250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7natczzWCI/AAAAAAAAD5E/BkJBA3H3oUI/s1600/apex+day+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7natczzWCI/AAAAAAAAD5E/BkJBA3H3oUI/s320/apex+day+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456632897898502178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After morning assembly, we headed to the volleyball court for Floorball! :D We only managed to play one game and that was with 4D because many were walk overs. Since Delanos only had two people which was Zafirah and Hanis, only two people from Churchill could paly. So, Wany and I played. Best friends VS Best friends! You don't need to know how many times I fell down horribly. Eventually, Churchillites lost. 2-1. It's okay, we had fun with our two best friends! :&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nce9aDwoI/AAAAAAAAD50/2ZqeJdl6av0/s1600/bestf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nce9aDwoI/AAAAAAAAD50/2ZqeJdl6av0/s320/bestf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456634847974113922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nceZPM4SI/AAAAAAAAD5s/EoCybF_ZPQc/s1600/besf+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nceZPM4SI/AAAAAAAAD5s/EoCybF_ZPQc/s320/besf+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456634838264897826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nceI735zI/AAAAAAAAD5k/vvsyXBgxu9c/s1600/besf+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nceI735zI/AAAAAAAAD5k/vvsyXBgxu9c/s320/besf+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456634833888864050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7ncds2zZRI/AAAAAAAAD5c/JFrkaBZsARY/s1600/besf+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7ncds2zZRI/AAAAAAAAD5c/JFrkaBZsARY/s320/besf+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456634826351404306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During the finals, they came out with an April Fool plan. They pranked the teachers. Zafirah acted as if she was gonna faint and she faint. I panicked because I didn't know about the plan. Teachers was all shouting calling for St. Johns and asking for strecher. Then, Zafirah shouted April's Fool and everyone burst out laughing. Condor won first and third. Churchillites came in 3rd. (: Well.. I ♥ my Sec 4 Condor people. (:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7ndsIDCOjI/AAAAAAAAD6U/BFVf6SFj55I/s1600/floorball+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7ndsIDCOjI/AAAAAAAAD6U/BFVf6SFj55I/s320/floorball+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456636173680261682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7ndrlMcRLI/AAAAAAAAD6M/Boy1PoNJkTE/s1600/floorball+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7ndrlMcRLI/AAAAAAAAD6M/Boy1PoNJkTE/s320/floorball+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456636164324476082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7ndrONXWBI/AAAAAAAAD6E/kDyaT16lt0g/s1600/floorball4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7ndrONXWBI/AAAAAAAAD6E/kDyaT16lt0g/s320/floorball4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456636158154332178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7ndq0sCPLI/AAAAAAAAD58/bL15hkYHbj0/s1600/floorball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7ndq0sCPLI/AAAAAAAAD58/bL15hkYHbj0/s320/floorball.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456636151303650482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snapped pictures during break time before we headed to the parade square for Captain's Ball. I fell down even more and it worsen my injury. Thanks people for being so concern about my falling down. I was really touched about you little gesture people. (: There's this one part when Faeez wanted to help me up but then he ended up pulling me like a little kid pulling a teddy bear. I tell you, it was really embarrassing! Luckily, Farid pulled me up from my back. Faeez, you owe me Ben and Jerry because of this! Thanks teammates for helping me up when I fell umpteen, countless times. Thanks B for giving me a hug in the middle of the court after I had a fall. Thanks Hidayah for being so concern. I love the people at the court! We all had fun snapping pictures, laughing our ass out, screaming our lungs out, jumping up and down and shake butts! Watching the teachers play the games was really hillarious! It started to rain so we went in to the hall before being dismissed. Falcon was the Champion House. Stayed in the canteen until 2PM before headed Lot One for lunch.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7niu38R7vI/AAAAAAAAD68/aw31B6cnWJ4/s1600/grp5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7niu38R7vI/AAAAAAAAD68/aw31B6cnWJ4/s320/grp5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456641718454710002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7niuUEzJ_I/AAAAAAAAD60/WNR9my9Bosc/s1600/grp4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7niuUEzJ_I/AAAAAAAAD60/WNR9my9Bosc/s320/grp4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456641708826765298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nit5M621I/AAAAAAAAD6s/In8Xzt78DJI/s1600/grp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nit5M621I/AAAAAAAAD6s/In8Xzt78DJI/s320/grp3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456641701613067090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nitaufP5I/AAAAAAAAD6k/Jeev4GPUdfo/s1600/grp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nitaufP5I/AAAAAAAAD6k/Jeev4GPUdfo/s320/grp2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456641693432364946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nitFv1rFI/AAAAAAAAD6c/OqitEZ0LBSU/s1600/grp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nitFv1rFI/AAAAAAAAD6c/OqitEZ0LBSU/s320/grp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456641687800884306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7njNBpPzZI/AAAAAAAAD7U/DfdjTbvxHOo/s1600/grp8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7njNBpPzZI/AAAAAAAAD7U/DfdjTbvxHOo/s320/grp8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456642236455308690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7njMmYc49I/AAAAAAAAD7M/Sn8B-S8d27A/s1600/grp7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7njMmYc49I/AAAAAAAAD7M/Sn8B-S8d27A/s320/grp7.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456642229137105874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7njMQLW9NI/AAAAAAAAD7E/vvNIwVmP7Qw/s1600/grp6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7njMQLW9NI/AAAAAAAAD7E/vvNIwVmP7Qw/s320/grp6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456642223176611026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More pictures on Facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson today was alright. History was awesome as always. Free period because Miss Sng was absent. So, as always, the six of us at the back wouldn't fail to make alot of noise. Malay oral was scary but I managed to pull it through. Lesson after recess was really tiring. I don't seem to be able to concentrate that much during lessons today. I was really tired and the weather was really hot. I just realise today that I am really myself sitting next to Faeez. Like I sit the way I sit at home, the way I yawn etcetc. Faeez saw all my ugly side! It's like I tell him about my problems and secrets. I can even talk to him in class with out getting tired. Gossip non stop. Create stupid, lame jokes. Frankly, infront of other guys, I never do that. Only infront of Faeez I do all my stupid and bad habits. Nevermind, he's one of my best and most trusted mates! Faeez, remember you owe me Starbucks, a meal and Ben and Jerry! HAHAHAHA! Not Peach Tea, okay! *Inside joke* Kay, I'm suppose to do my filing plus my coursework and homework. Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-3799090860334282543?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3799090860334282543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=3799090860334282543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3799090860334282543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3799090860334282543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/04/take-one-step-at-time.html' title='Take one step at a time'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7nWBM6slHI/AAAAAAAAD4k/L6Fqp30QjOc/s72-c/apex+day.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-4162450325723010691</id><published>2010-03-29T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:03:32.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My imagination is a twisted place.'/><title type='text'>Practice patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7CjlyThn3I/AAAAAAAAD4c/f-2IncCG_Y8/s1600/tumblr_kzlfq4dtoN1qzh0b1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 110px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454039018299826034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7CjlyThn3I/AAAAAAAAD4c/f-2IncCG_Y8/s320/tumblr_kzlfq4dtoN1qzh0b1o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week has been a challenging week. It was a really a hectic week. It was mentally, physically and emotionally tiring. Had to juggle studies and dance practise. Skipped more lessons and now, I have alot of catching up to do especially for Physics. Long hours and tiring practises plus blue-blacks and tears was all worth it. Cause, I know everyone gave their best on stage during Appreciation Day. Many praised us for the good job even though we weren't exactly impressed with our performance. Since I forgot to bring my camera, I had to use my phone camera to snap pictures. Pictures will be uploaded on Facebook soon. Saturday, Flea Market. I went for Maths consultation in the morning. I was late, I suppose to meet Sulis at 8AM but I woke up at 10AM. Did timed practise and also some of the piles of Maths practise paper to finish up. Flea Market was awesome! (: Besides selling off some stuff, I also spend. I think I rather spend than sell. :D Looking forward to the upcoming Flea Market. Pictures will be uploaded on Facebook soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, lesson was alright except that I was half asleep during Math lesson. Furthermore, I was sitting in the front. I literally Facebook-ed. Malay and English lesson was oral practise. I don't know why but the class was really &lt;i&gt;kecoh&lt;/i&gt; during Malay lesson. We eat in class like nobody business, passing around the Pringles. Best! During the one and the half hour break. You cannot imagine how much Wany and I eat. &lt;i&gt;Si Wany tak padan budak kecil. Dia makan perangai budak gemuk.&lt;/i&gt; She teach me that phrase. First she force me down during break because we want to eat the pudding since it was really tempting. We were both still hungry so, we both muffins which was fingerlicking good! Next we bought grass jelly before filling our stomach with more snakcs. Crabmeat with sambal was awesome. Didn't know it would taste awesome. After that, we bought Chicken Rice! Ate all the way unil 2PM. After school, dance practise for tomorrow's performance. Gosh, gonna skip Physics again. I can't believe I'm saying this but I can't afford to miss Physics anymore. I'm so behind time. ):&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go. Things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they’re right. You believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together. -Marilyn Monroe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-4162450325723010691?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4162450325723010691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=4162450325723010691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4162450325723010691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4162450325723010691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/03/practice-patience.html' title='Practice patience'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S7CjlyThn3I/AAAAAAAAD4c/f-2IncCG_Y8/s72-c/tumblr_kzlfq4dtoN1qzh0b1o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-1893060058097795098</id><published>2010-03-23T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:13:36.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='There is always a gap between dreams and reality.'/><title type='text'>I'm lost, lost in dreams and reality.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6i5CXypwII/AAAAAAAAD4U/v0v23TEXpto/s1600-h/tumblr_kzl8h5Uesr1qansbdo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6i5CXypwII/AAAAAAAAD4U/v0v23TEXpto/s320/tumblr_kzl8h5Uesr1qansbdo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451810799329329282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nur Izzwany got me stuck onto The way I loved you by Selena Gomez and That should be me by Justin Bieber. The lyrics is stuck in my head and I've been playing the song over and over again! The way I loved you by Selena Gomez kinda is expressing what I'm feeling. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having mixed feelings now. ): One way I want to let it out is to blog about how I feel. I feel so cheated, gosh! I'm not able to put how I feel into words because I feel so crashed. It's true that once you lied its difficult for me to believe whatever you say again. I tried believing what you said, but how hard I try, there is always something that tell me that you're lying again. This is not othe first time, you did it alot of times and now I totally cannot believe you. I'm sorry. Stop telling me that you have alot of explainations to do because I'm no longer buying that. I just couldn't help but to have expectations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop faking everything. I'm sorry babe. I no longer want to fake about how I feel infront of you. It hurts me to know that I am being plastic because I myself do not like people being plastic. I wanna tell you this long time ago but I don't want another crying session to happen. Frankly, I don't think anything change after the other time. One thing that change is that we are forced to fake. I'm not sure about the rest, but I'm sure that she and I am faking it. I don't want to lie anymore. As much as I dislike people lying to me, I don't want to continue lying to you. I feel you taking her away from me. I'm sorry. I terribly sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term two didn't start of well. Yesterday sucks. Lessons was abit dry. Had to skipped more lessons due to dance. If I knew, I wouldn't have skipped my lessons! Dance ended really late yesterday. And really late means very, very, very late. Everyone simply rushed out of the room with the pissed off face. Hopefully all this that we go through is all worthwhile. Appreciation Day in three days time. I didn't know why tears rolled down my eyes. Yes, I do feel disappointed but I know there's always reasons behind something that happen. I jusy couldn't contorl my emotions. As for today, lesson was alright. I was paying attention during almost all lessons and I was really enthusiastic when answering question! (Y) Homeworks done. And I'm proud of myself. Hehe. Let's just get ready for tomorrow. Hoepfully no more tears kay. &lt;blockquote&gt;We can’t waste too much time missing something or someone from the past. We accept that life’s never constant; things change and people grow apart. Yet we can’t stop thinking about how good it used to be; afraid that we’d never experience it again, afraid that we’ve already lived it and lost it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-1893060058097795098?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1893060058097795098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=1893060058097795098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/1893060058097795098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/1893060058097795098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-lost-lost-in-dreams-and-reality.html' title='I&apos;m lost, lost in dreams and reality.'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6i5CXypwII/AAAAAAAAD4U/v0v23TEXpto/s72-c/tumblr_kzl8h5Uesr1qansbdo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-4172343582257986862</id><published>2010-03-21T12:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T16:36:38.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that should be me'/><title type='text'>Learn to laugh at yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6OH-EzmIII/AAAAAAAAD3k/BIS593VqnQU/s1600-h/tumblr_kz9magLC5x1qzhcgro1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450349474560221314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6OH-EzmIII/AAAAAAAAD3k/BIS593VqnQU/s320/tumblr_kz9magLC5x1qzhcgro1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feels good to be at home at 11AM on Friday! :D Bintang plus Hanis came over to my crib. We wanted to take a break from all the school work at least for one day during the March holidays. Initially, plan was to movie marathon. But, we only watch one and the half movies -- half of Valentine's Day and Santau.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6Wu3jFDJMI/AAAAAAAAD3s/lBZMXDc5iDU/s1600-h/25785_370892254330_702299330_3619457_3602756_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450955193334310082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6Wu3jFDJMI/AAAAAAAAD3s/lBZMXDc5iDU/s320/25785_370892254330_702299330_3619457_3602756_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, my first ghost story I watched after a long time, I think. I never liked whatching ghost stories. But, I had to watch Santau because they forced me too.We took a video of our reactions during the movie. It was really hillarious. I couldn't stop laughing on how stupid my reactions was. Frankly, it wasn't that bad.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6XEKIKlr7I/AAAAAAAAD30/dX-och54-Ds/s1600-h/25785_370892294330_702299330_3619465_3481201_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450978602271485874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6XEKIKlr7I/AAAAAAAAD30/dX-och54-Ds/s320/25785_370892294330_702299330_3619465_3481201_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had alot of food! Alot of potato chips, to be exact. HAHA! And, they can sure finish the whole plate of Fried rice. Luckily, they didn't throw the full when they were shocked. Hehe. After, watching our movie we surfed the net and watch more music videos. Well... Sulis was searching for dresses, mostly.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6XGSe32-MI/AAAAAAAAD38/kaZxoEsWkPM/s1600-h/25785_370892339330_702299330_3619474_2114395_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6XGSe32-MI/AAAAAAAAD38/kaZxoEsWkPM/s320/25785_370892339330_702299330_3619474_2114395_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450980944829151426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More snapshots on Facebook. (: As for Saturday, went out with B and Sulis. Besides to look for payung for the performance this coming Friday, we went out also to accompany B to her friend's party which I eventually didn't attend. Hehe. I thought I was late because I was still at home at noon. But, I had to wait for Sulis at the platform for half an hour. =.= It is not a good day to go out because it was raining plus it was freaking cold. After I met up with Sulis, we trained to Bugis and walked to Arab Street. We searched for payungs and sadly most of it are sold out. We made a few phonecalls and we actually had to go all the way to either Geylang, Little India or Chinatown to look for it. Of course, we didn't go because I didn't want to go to those places. Haha! We then went shop to shop to double check if they sold payungs. Yes, there was one of this shop but we had to come back after another half an hour. Went for lunch at Banquet before going back to order our payungs. Sulis ate alot, I tell you. She had a feast! After that, we headed to Pasir Ris for B's friend's party. And at all time, the train had to be delayed. There was an accident at Tanah Merah and we were delayed for an hour. Not excatly lah. That was what they say. But, when we went out of the train station, they told us that the train was alright. Dammit. Later on during the train ride, we train would be delayed every 10 minutes. B and Sulis made alot of videos. Bus-ed to Downtown East and we were lost. I didn't manage to accompany them cause I had to rush back to White Sands to meet someone. (: I cab-ed back to White Sands because I was already very late. Later in the evening, Daddy picked me up and headed to Granddad's house. Slacked and had dinner before heading to Wak Rashid's crib. More food. Sarpino's pizzas was AWESOME! (: Busy Saturday. Was tired by the time I got home. More snapshots on Facebook.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6XXB2eWO2I/AAAAAAAAD4E/-eBSOyNHJI0/s1600-h/25785_370894854330_702299330_3619545_2721270_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6XXB2eWO2I/AAAAAAAAD4E/-eBSOyNHJI0/s320/25785_370894854330_702299330_3619545_2721270_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450999350804495202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow is Monday. How awesome?! Gaaaaahhhhh, back to school. I practically have to go to school everyday. -.- It's okay. Let's just endure. Just 8 more months! I can do it! I finished my homework already but I don't think the teacher will count it as done. But, what to do, I don't know how to do. Hehehehe.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6XZ6yXxTRI/AAAAAAAAD4M/twKrS1cleIU/s1600-h/DSCN4577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6XZ6yXxTRI/AAAAAAAAD4M/twKrS1cleIU/s320/DSCN4577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451002527978966290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, I'm selling this Adidas high cut shoes. Size 7. Unisex. Anyone interested or for more details, text me or you may leave a tag on the tagboard alright?&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That should be me holding your hand&lt;br /&gt;That should be me making you laugh&lt;br /&gt;That should be me this is so sad&lt;br /&gt;That should be me&lt;br /&gt;That should be me&lt;br /&gt;That should be me feeling your kiss&lt;br /&gt;That should be me buying you gifts&lt;br /&gt;This is so wrong I can't go on&lt;br /&gt;'Till you believe&lt;br /&gt;That should be me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-4172343582257986862?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4172343582257986862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=4172343582257986862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4172343582257986862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4172343582257986862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/03/learn-to-laugh-at-yourself.html' title='Learn to laugh at yourself'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6OH-EzmIII/AAAAAAAAD3k/BIS593VqnQU/s72-c/tumblr_kz9magLC5x1qzhcgro1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-8658321593507444149</id><published>2010-03-18T18:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T18:58:07.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Take one moment at a time.'/><title type='text'>Dreams give meaning to life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6IBOMoyK7I/AAAAAAAAD3M/kpt1LOhAViQ/s1600-h/tumblr_kyj686Ku0O1qzgyflo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449919842493803442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6IBOMoyK7I/AAAAAAAAD3M/kpt1LOhAViQ/s320/tumblr_kyj686Ku0O1qzgyflo1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was late again for lesson today. D is on holiday. B didn't turn up for lesson. So, no one woke me up for lesson. I only wake up when Wany text me asking if I want to attend lesson which was at 7.30AM. Strolled to school since it was Math. Lessons today was alright. I paid attention during Maths lesson and was really enthusiastic about doing the Maths sums. History was awesome as always. But, today's History was more of a social interaction session. I just learned that people do have many faces. That is all I can say. I was shocked. I am speechless. Nevertheless, I still love my History Babes. History ended at around 11.50AM and we waited for the Geog students to finsih their lesson before going MacD to have lunch. Did homework after lunch and yes, I've finished my homeworks even thought there is so many blanks. (: &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6IDtzs2ImI/AAAAAAAAD3U/-8mwsccQZw8/s1600-h/scary+convo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6IDtzs2ImI/AAAAAAAAD3U/-8mwsccQZw8/s320/scary+convo.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449922584579023458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Headed home at 5.30PM and as soon as I reached home, I logged in to MSN. Then popped out this freaky MSN conversation. After that last message that person send, I straight away blocked and deleted him from my contacts! This is really scary! I told B and she told me she experience it before. Okay, people never add people you don't know alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, there is no lesson. Plan for tomorrow is to relax! (: So, we'll be having a movie marathon at either my crib or B's crib. Actual plan was to head to the cinemas but everyone didn't want to spent money. So, people remember to bring snacks tomorrow! &lt;i&gt;Ryhna berbual macam dah confirm. Sekali tahu, plan cancelled.&lt;/i&gt; Hehehe. I better check out if plan is confirm or not.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sometimes in life, there are certain people and certain things that we wont forget. And its inevitable. We can’t say the magic words and thus it’d vanish like we want to, because it doesnt work. Certain things that we cant simply avoid like matters of the heart and the things that we feel. But i think that in certain circumstances, we can’t always be following our hearts because thats where it’ll hurt most. If you cant forget, then its okay, but you gotta get over it, move out of the shit.&lt;br /&gt;-Feetri's tumblr&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-8658321593507444149?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8658321593507444149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=8658321593507444149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8658321593507444149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8658321593507444149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/03/dreams-give-meaning-to-life.html' title='Dreams give meaning to life'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6IBOMoyK7I/AAAAAAAAD3M/kpt1LOhAViQ/s72-c/tumblr_kyj686Ku0O1qzgyflo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-8974648198549975362</id><published>2010-03-17T18:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:24:22.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I will never say what you want to hear'/><title type='text'>A warm smile unlocks many doors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6CubdvMSjI/AAAAAAAAD28/wbJUCiCtgO8/s1600-h/tumblr_kzd576Xoey1qzgvt2o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449547335980567090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6CubdvMSjI/AAAAAAAAD28/wbJUCiCtgO8/s320/tumblr_kzd576Xoey1qzgvt2o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It feels good to wake up from afternoon naps. It feels good to be at home in the morning. Haha. Lesson today ended at 10AM and sure thing, it was awesome! I was late again because I woke up late. Despite realising D's text message twice, I continued to sleep until 7.40AM. I rushed to shower, get ready and pack my books. Luckily, B waited for me. Waited for D and Wan before slowly strolling to school. You wanna know why I wasn't as panicky as yesterday because today is Math lesson and Ms Zhang is a nice teacher. Hehehe. We had Math Retest and it was really hillarious when we saw Farid outside of class, thinking that lesson was at 10AM. After lesson, had breakfast and headed home. It feels good to be walking home in the morning. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, am doing Maths homework. Gosh, I dont know how to do most of the questions. I'm giving up very soon. I've finish all my other homeworks --- Malay and English except for Math and Chemistry. I need help with Chemistry, nevermind I'll ask help from Sulis tomorrow. (: I'm gonna meet Naren tomorrow to take my book. Wah, now than I'm free isit, Naren? You lah keep procastinating. There's Math and History tomorrow. And I am not looking forward to it. So is B and Wan. D confirm not coming since she is going holiday tonight. Bon Voyage dear. Have a safe trip. Miss me alright? Don't forget my ole-ole. Hehe. No one to give me wake up call! Howwwww?!?! Who want to give me wake up caaalllll? ): I wanna watch Remember Me. Anyone? ^^&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6C2ZrnjanI/AAAAAAAAD3E/hMwrdGQ9Ddc/s1600-h/22470_250621687339_174543792339_3214593_1641268_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449556101439908466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6C2ZrnjanI/AAAAAAAAD3E/hMwrdGQ9Ddc/s320/22470_250621687339_174543792339_3214593_1641268_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;People are unreasonable, illogical and self-centered.&lt;br /&gt;Love them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.&lt;br /&gt;Do good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies.&lt;br /&gt;Succeed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Do good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;Be honest and frank anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The biggest person with the biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest person&lt;br /&gt;with the smallest mind.&lt;br /&gt;Think big anyway.&lt;br /&gt;What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight.&lt;br /&gt;Build anyway.&lt;br /&gt;People really need help but may attack if you help them.&lt;br /&gt;Help people anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Give the world the best you have and you might get kicked in the teeth.&lt;br /&gt;Give the world the best you've got anyway.&lt;br /&gt; - Anonymous&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-8974648198549975362?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8974648198549975362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=8974648198549975362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8974648198549975362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8974648198549975362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/03/warm-smile-unlocks-many-doors.html' title='A warm smile unlocks many doors'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6CubdvMSjI/AAAAAAAAD28/wbJUCiCtgO8/s72-c/tumblr_kzd576Xoey1qzgvt2o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-6929314271143092169</id><published>2010-03-16T19:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:36:40.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is never easy'/><title type='text'>Live your best life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S59qFzZ7xpI/AAAAAAAAD20/-wZLag-kfZk/s1600-h/tumblr_kzbwaa9ljo1qzl0lpo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S59qFzZ7xpI/AAAAAAAAD20/-wZLag-kfZk/s320/tumblr_kzbwaa9ljo1qzl0lpo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449190722072462994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lesson ended at 3.30PM. I was late for school today. I woke up at 7.40AM when I am suppose to be in school at 8AM. Luckily, D gave me a wake up message or else I think I'll be even later. So this means someone has to give me wake up call every morning during the March holidays so I won't be late for lessons. Because Daddy had already gon to work. Daddy never fails to wake me up for school everyday. I waited for B togther with D, Wan, Wilson and Hui Yu. So, we were all late. We bumped with Dasheni at the gate. You know, I was the only one pancking for being late. I kept screaming at them to fasten their pace. The only thing they told me was, "Relax, just say you thought the lesson was at 8.30AM." Wtv. I wouldn't stop yawning during lesson time. There was Chemistry practical today and I succeed without Dion!(Y) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths lesson tomorrow was brought forward to 8AM. Gosh, I thought I could wake up late since lesson was at 12.30PM. There's Maths re-test and I don't wish to study for it because I seriously do not have the mood. Hehe. I have yet to start on my homework. Especially the Maths revision paper. Kay, I'll try doing it tomorrow. I'll try. Maybe I shall grab someone out tomorrow to accompny me study. ^^ Anyone? Someone? Now, I'm waiting for Faeez to online. Faeez, faster online, I want to F&amp;N coursework. Serve me right for not bringing my thumbdrive just now. ): I'm also waitingfor someone to online or maybe text me sooooonnnn. (:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's not being who everyone else wants you to be, it's about being yourself and finding someone who loves every bit of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-6929314271143092169?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/6929314271143092169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=6929314271143092169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6929314271143092169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6929314271143092169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/03/live-your-best-life.html' title='Live your best life'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S59qFzZ7xpI/AAAAAAAAD20/-wZLag-kfZk/s72-c/tumblr_kzbwaa9ljo1qzl0lpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-4627814705957655292</id><published>2010-03-15T18:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:36:58.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love is not everything'/><title type='text'>Always aim for the highest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S54Mqgd9xhI/AAAAAAAAD2M/2XpTgUqxrPs/s1600-h/tumblr_kz1oyujlcY1qza6kro1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448806523574535698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S54Mqgd9xhI/AAAAAAAAD2M/2XpTgUqxrPs/s320/tumblr_kz1oyujlcY1qza6kro1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had to wake up early today even though it's a holiday. My mind was far away during lesson. Attended only POA lesson as there was dance practise at 2PM. The cheography is finally done. Well... I didn't put my hundred percent effort because I was having shoulder pains, butt pains and stomach cramps. I couldn't do most of the rolling steps. But, still I tried even though it hurts alot. ): We ended at 5PM. As for tomorrow, there'll be a Social Studies test which I have yet to study for, Chemistry and F&amp;amp;N test which I have not study for too. Gosh. Currently, I really don't feel like doing anything.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S54k6brxN6I/AAAAAAAAD2k/UnuD_mBtvv0/s1600-h/dexterity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448833185447229346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S54k6brxN6I/AAAAAAAAD2k/UnuD_mBtvv0/s320/dexterity.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suddenly during POA lesson just now, I felt like going bowling this Wednesday morning since our Maths test is in the afternoon. I also feel like watching movie. Anyone wanna bring me go watch movie? Bintang seems not to be interested in watching movie since there's no great movies. But, I don't care. Someone please bring me watch any movie. Gosh, I'm begging someone please bring me out before I go crazy. Hehe. Faeez suggested me to watch Alice In The Wonderland. So any kind soul to bring out? I don't think Bintang plus ABZ outing tomorrow is still on. NO NEWS=CANCELLED.(: Moreover, lessons are all ending very late.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S54mMl-IFPI/AAAAAAAAD2s/SQ-bIcPTYP4/s1600-h/DSCN0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448834596957852914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S54mMl-IFPI/AAAAAAAAD2s/SQ-bIcPTYP4/s320/DSCN0247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm kinda excited for the Flee Market on the 27 March with cousins at Youth Scape Park. Actually, I don't really know the details of the event but I do know something. Hehe. Cause I leave everything to Kakak. (: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There is only one person who could ever make you happy, and that person is you.&lt;br /&gt;-David Burns, Intimate Connections&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-4627814705957655292?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4627814705957655292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=4627814705957655292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4627814705957655292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4627814705957655292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/03/always-aim-for-highest.html' title='Always aim for the highest'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S54Mqgd9xhI/AAAAAAAAD2M/2XpTgUqxrPs/s72-c/tumblr_kz1oyujlcY1qza6kro1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-6116418320609084743</id><published>2010-03-14T15:04:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:39:45.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we can only learn to love by loving'/><title type='text'>Be true to yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S5yL1kJDlWI/AAAAAAAAD10/hBJwAHCiOps/s1600-h/tumblr_kycdm3AhuM1qa7z63o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448383401562445154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S5yL1kJDlWI/AAAAAAAAD10/hBJwAHCiOps/s320/tumblr_kycdm3AhuM1qa7z63o1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't attend madrasah today purely because of laziness. I just came back from Sue's sister's wedding. I had to accompany Mummy since Daddy had to work. Moreover, Sue invited me and reminded me to come. The Brownie and Eclaire was fingerlicking good! I didn't realised I have alot of cousins! Just now, I was introduced to more cousins! Gosh. I regretted wearing Black because it was freaking hot. My heel hurts alot now due to stading for so long with heels. Overall, I had an amazing time after so long I didn't attend weddings.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S54kC4SYzyI/AAAAAAAAD2U/uprUmjWvfU8/s1600-h/ry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448832231052726050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S54kC4SYzyI/AAAAAAAAD2U/uprUmjWvfU8/s320/ry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6Is1ay2enI/AAAAAAAAD3c/nVDc7m8hTk0/s1600-h/RySue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449967795309017714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S6Is1ay2enI/AAAAAAAAD3c/nVDc7m8hTk0/s320/RySue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As for yesterday, I attended Hairul's birthday party. Initially I decided not to go but Bintang forced me to go. -.- &lt;i&gt;Korang nak makan free je kan?&lt;/i&gt; Hehe. Cikgu called me early in the morning when I was still sleeping to tell me that dance practise was cancelled. But, still I went to school for Maths consultation until around 1plusplus. Was suppose to study after I got home. But I was too lazy. I met up with Bintang at 4.30PM and headed to Lot One to get the birthday boy something. I was late alittle because I waited for Wany's text message but she didn't message. I only went out when D called me saying that they reaching Teck Whye already. B&amp;amp;B didn't wanna share present with me so I bought something else for the birthday boy. We didn't know what to get the birthday boy. We didn't know if we should get him a shoebag or a cap or so random stuff we saw. We even thought of getting soft toys. -.- In the end, they bought him earpiece and I bought him a Converse pencilbox. I also bought myself a new pencilbox because we wanted to get a discount. -.- Not gonna use it I think. After that, we headed to Hairul's crib to attend the birthday party. Yes, it was awkward, very. Food was awesome. Wany kept asking me if I want to go for second round. Yes, we both was not even half full after the first round. Hehe. I love the brownies! I don't like when small kids &lt;i&gt;salam&lt;/i&gt; me. :S We left at around 8pluplus. Walked home Wany. Pictures on Facebook.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S5zAc2xX6pI/AAAAAAAAD18/3pzWRm6FtDM/s1600-h/hairul%27s+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448441251182930578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S5zAc2xX6pI/AAAAAAAAD18/3pzWRm6FtDM/s320/hairul%27s+bday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S5zA7ls_S3I/AAAAAAAAD2E/uaG7zgtRdw8/s1600-h/hairuls+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448441779177081714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S5zA7ls_S3I/AAAAAAAAD2E/uaG7zgtRdw8/s320/hairuls+bday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanna catch a movie on of these days. Anyone free this March holidays to bring me out? Zen promised to bring me out already but it seems like we dont have a suitable time. Who else wanna bring me out? ^^ &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Why do you have to keep worrying about someone getting hurt if they don't even care how you feel about them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-6116418320609084743?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/6116418320609084743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=6116418320609084743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6116418320609084743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6116418320609084743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-true-to-yourself.html' title='Be true to yourself'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S5yL1kJDlWI/AAAAAAAAD10/hBJwAHCiOps/s72-c/tumblr_kycdm3AhuM1qa7z63o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-2426347118789560156</id><published>2010-03-12T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T17:36:24.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I wanna see moives of my dreams'/><title type='text'>Let life happen to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S5pHqSTu56I/AAAAAAAAD1s/J3RRT_IPGH4/s1600-h/tumblr_kxpxbwBc5b1qzyrwvo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447745491052717986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S5pHqSTu56I/AAAAAAAAD1s/J3RRT_IPGH4/s320/tumblr_kxpxbwBc5b1qzyrwvo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel like killing all the teachers. Might as well we have normal school during the March holidays. I have class everyday without fail plus dance practise after that. ): My homeworks are stacked on my desk like a mountain. Actually, there's not that much homework YET! But, just wait and see during the holidays. Plus, I have tons of revision to do. I decided to stay home today instead of going out for study group because I wanted to rest at home and use the computer. I've been refraining myself from using the lappy because I had to force myself to study everynight. I felt like onlining yesterday, but I didn't since I had to finish up my homeworks. I've finally started doing all my POA homeworks. I tried to attempt the question at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level Outing with Chuchillites♥ yesterday was amazing! :D We headed to the Supreme Court then Parliament Gallery I think and finally Singapore Flyer. The only thing most of us was looking forward to was the Singapore Flyer. I freaking love the view from the top of the Supreme Court. Sadly, we couldn't snap any pictures. ): There's nothing much there but I have to say the court was awesome. Banso and I was really &lt;i&gt;jakun&lt;/i&gt; to step onto the automatic escalator. I would actually jump onto the excalator like small kids. -.- We had alittle Amazing Race but most of us was just having fun snapping pictures and walking aimlessly, eating ice cream! :D Everyone was dead on the way back to school. Reached school around 7.15PM and went to MacD to grab a bite. Was home at 8.30PM. Pictures all at Facebook! Check it out, yeah. Especially the unglam side of me. I kept waking up every 1 hour yesterday. Until at 2AM, I realised my text message wasn't sent because I didn't click the send button. -.- I realised my Wifi was on so I decided to surf the net for awhile. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, there's tarian after school. And rolling on the floor so many times gives me alot of blueblacks and red marks. ): Lessons was alright. Chemistry practical was scary! Hahahahahaha! I partnered Dion and that one time I was so scared that I just threw the testtube in the sink. The chemical reacted very vigorously. Tomorrow, my schedule is packed. I have dance practise in the morning then followed by Maths consultation. After that, I'm going to study. And in the evening, the have a birthday party to attend which I still have yet to decide wheather I should go or not. It'll be akward you know. Gaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sixteen Birthday to A1 student! Haha. I texted you last night/ this morning already. You wanna know something, I didn't realise I didn't click send until at 2AM. And you have yet to tell me what I missed out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-2426347118789560156?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2426347118789560156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=2426347118789560156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2426347118789560156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2426347118789560156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/03/let-life-happen-to-you.html' title='Let life happen to you'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S5pHqSTu56I/AAAAAAAAD1s/J3RRT_IPGH4/s72-c/tumblr_kxpxbwBc5b1qzyrwvo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-8196065834713972173</id><published>2010-03-07T12:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T21:59:48.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save you heart for someone who cares'/><title type='text'>Short Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S5DkcwOuqXI/AAAAAAAAD1k/D6RG9-r6TKU/s1600-h/churchillites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445103132125079922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S5DkcwOuqXI/AAAAAAAAD1k/D6RG9-r6TKU/s320/churchillites.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where should I start? This week seems to be a short week. And I enjoyed every moment of it. Especially the three day motivational workshop from 8AM to 6PM! Even though, the duration was long, it was worthwhile. I thought the motivational workshop would be like other ordinary workshop which we do not benefit anything from it. Surprisingly, I did benefit alot from this workshop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, after morning assembly we were broken up into our various venues.  There we were introduced to our three coaches - Coach Isaac, Coach Emma and Coach Gregory.  Coach Isaac spoke about alot of stuff. From real experiences to reaaaallllllyyyyy inspiring stories to funny jokes! The workshop was filled with laughters and cryings. Then came one part when anyone can go up front and talk about their fear or problems. It really gets emotional. The session started with Dasheni. Yes, I was already crying and I asked Sulis this, "Sulis, if I were to go up and start crying, what would you do?" I was glad that she said she would go up and give me a big hug. For that, I pulled up all my courage to go up to talk. Before me was Hui Yu and I was crying even badly. When she ended, I stood up and walked to the front. Even before I could start talking, I was already crying very badly. I went to the back of the screen and hid. Then Sulis went up to me to give me a hug! I started talking and she was there beside me. After I finish my piece, I just sat at the sofa and continued crying. Afiifah went up next and she talked about the same fear or problems I'm facing. Most of us cried and I could see even the boys cried. I couldn't imagine that I was that brave to go up infront of 80 people to talk about my fear and problems. When that session ended, many of the girls went up to me and gave me a hug. Thanks Bintang and especially Afiifah. Other girls, thank you! Thanks to my dearest Childhood Guyfriend, Farid. He was like you can call me anytime even at midnight and talk to me. I'll be there for you. (: And Zen, thanks too! The guys who conforted me was such a sweetie pie. Why because they all was like, "You can talk to me even at the middle of the night." &lt;blockquote&gt;Comparisons and problems are everywhere. If one of your problem is solve, you turn behind another problem will come. But one thing for sure is that, all problems can be solve. There is no problem that cannot be solve. You must overcome your fear. By talking about it and let it out to someone it helps a lot.&lt;/blockquote&gt;During the break, Bintang talked things out so that the six of us was able to improve ourselves to make the clique a better one.We have problems among the six of us and its was our oppurtunity to iron thing out. Yes, it gets more emotional as we talk. I cried but not as bad as how Shu cried. We realised our mistakes and lets work together to improve ourselves, alright Bintang? The coaches saw what we did and how emotinal we got. Coach Isaac told us that he like what we did and it really showed alot. (: After the really emotinol session, we continued the workshop with smiles and laughters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Two was awesome too! We did personality. :D I am an "I" personality. I have a well-balanced brain. I am an audiotary and a kinesthetic learner. I love discovering things about myself. It makes me go WOW! Haha. But, I don't like the part when we know about our strengths and weakness according to our personality and the person next to me will keep pointing at me. Then go," Aiyo, Ryhna!" -.- I love playing Burning Thighs! I love hitting D's and Rahim's thighs! The highlight of Day Three was hurdles and energizers! We played alot of energizers! We got into groups of ten and we linked our arms together. The motive of the game is to make sure that non of our group members got pulled out by any of the coaches. Dee was first to be pulled then followed by Wany then Hafizah! They pulled our members violently. Gosh! Went back to our venues and they motivated us for the last time. Gosh, how I wish I can have motivational workshop everyday. Snapped pictures and had Physics lesson. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday and Friday, we got back most of our results. And, yes results was disappointing! ): Nevermind, its only the first test. Gonna do better for other test. And my aim to to clear O'levels! :D Friday night, study group at MacD with Sulis and Wany. I could be froze to death I tell you. I was home at almost 11PM. Yesterday, Starbucks with Sulis and in the evening we headed to Pasir Ris for POA tuition. Going for madrasah later on. I v. lazy. I have not finish my coursework! :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-8196065834713972173?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8196065834713972173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=8196065834713972173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8196065834713972173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8196065834713972173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/03/long-week.html' title='Short Week'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S5DkcwOuqXI/AAAAAAAAD1k/D6RG9-r6TKU/s72-c/churchillites.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-2572551600762007654</id><published>2010-02-28T18:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T18:39:45.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i gotta have faith'/><title type='text'>weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S4pHF_z_m9I/AAAAAAAAD1c/tjjYYSFF3lg/s1600-h/tumblr_kybz8dc6ns1qzyw65o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443241267985095634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S4pHF_z_m9I/AAAAAAAAD1c/tjjYYSFF3lg/s320/tumblr_kybz8dc6ns1qzyw65o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really agree with the icon above.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back form madrasah. Finished Social Studies mindmap on Friday night together with Wany and Faeez. The other two couldn't make it but we saw Rahim &lt;i&gt;lepak&lt;/i&gt;. -.- It was freaking cold at MacD and my hands got numb while writing. Faeez was being a gentleman so he offered to send us home. Initially, was suppose to send Wany home but then we bumped into the guys at the playground. Slacked with the guys until about 10plus before Faeez sent me home. Thank you! He was a great friend! He even treat us MacD. :D I waited for the bus with him because he was kind enough to send me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Sulis dragged me to Starbucks to study. I didn't have the mood to study because we just ended Common Test. So, I just slacked there and surf the net. One by one, the rest of Bintang came over and then they asked Sulis and I to follow them to Marina Barrage. Partly was to take pictures of the kites there for their Art coursework. But, on the lighter note, we went there to take a break. Its like a Bintang Day Out because everyone was there. (Y) We had a photoshot session and was able to play kites. I was really enthusiastic about playing the kite! I was like one little girl. :D Check out the video Wany took and also the pictures. Soon after she's able to upload. Then I headed to Pasir Ris for kenduri before heading home. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You know you love me, I know you care.&lt;br /&gt;You shout whenever, and I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;You want my love, you want my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And we will never ever ever be apart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-2572551600762007654?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2572551600762007654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=2572551600762007654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2572551600762007654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2572551600762007654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/weekends.html' title='weekends'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S4pHF_z_m9I/AAAAAAAAD1c/tjjYYSFF3lg/s72-c/tumblr_kybz8dc6ns1qzyw65o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-2153028760805208206</id><published>2010-02-26T17:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T19:09:33.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Take one moment at a time.'/><title type='text'>Choose to love and be loved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S4ehgkqt5_I/AAAAAAAAD1U/mb5fJKiAsLo/s1600-h/(via+bluesunglass).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442496255671265266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S4ehgkqt5_I/AAAAAAAAD1U/mb5fJKiAsLo/s320/(via+bluesunglass).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teachers been telling us how bad we did for Common Test. Well... Its really demoralizing. ): Will be getting back our test papers next week and will be having a motivational course next week for three day. It's an awesome break after the Common Test. Lessons was alright. And P.E was amazing. The class wouldn't stop disturbing our dearest P.E rep until he sulked. HAHA! Ran 8 rounds which was really tiring. Tarian after school and Cikgu didn't come. Should have done Social Studies mindmap with Wany but then she went home first. Gonna meet Wany later on at TW MacD to do Social Studies mindmap. I wanna get it done and over with. 7.30PM, alright? Tomorrow, I'm going to study with Sulis at MacD, BPP! :D YAY! Kay, I gotta shower now. *winks* Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RandomFandom: Someone asked me this, "How to read your older post uh?" HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Just click on Archives and then click on the month you wanna read about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I'm in pieces. Baby fix me. Baby shake me till you wake me from this bad dream. I'm goin down, down, down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Continue lying cause I don't give a damn anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-2153028760805208206?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2153028760805208206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=2153028760805208206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2153028760805208206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2153028760805208206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/choose-to-love-and-be-loved.html' title='Choose to love and be loved.'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S4ehgkqt5_I/AAAAAAAAD1U/mb5fJKiAsLo/s72-c/(via+bluesunglass).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-3172662192359101451</id><published>2010-02-25T18:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T20:12:01.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am curious about you ♥'/><title type='text'>Ira's Sweet Sixteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S4Za62Q2EaI/AAAAAAAAD1E/-AKhCtjbP3k/s1600-h/01012010861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S4Za62Q2EaI/AAAAAAAAD1E/-AKhCtjbP3k/s320/01012010861.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442137166768902562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, Common Test is over. I'm gonna catch up with my sleep today or maybe tomorrow. Been having sleepless nights and been studying until late nights. Even though I don't see the results. -.- Most of the papers, I shall say there's no hope. No comments. My eyebags and dark eye rings are getting from bad to worst. ): I even had blur vision the past two days. This clearly shows that I'm lack of sleep! My eyes are tired. V.tired! I need sleep. I wanna sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Ira's birthday after school just now. Its a pity that the other half of the class couldn't make it. But, we still had an amazing time right, Ira? Wany and I went to Lot One to collect the cake and buy some presents. I had to carry the cake and I didn't know it was really heavy! Gosh. We slacked mostly during lesson time. F&amp;N paper was manageble, luckily. I studied really hard for the paper, okay. I know I screwed POA big time. As for History, C.Sciene and Math, I tried but I don't know what's the outcome. We shall see.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S4Zh6FDtqkI/AAAAAAAAD1M/TTtD4DNj0H8/s1600-h/DSCN2498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S4Zh6FDtqkI/AAAAAAAAD1M/TTtD4DNj0H8/s320/DSCN2498.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442144850141882946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Sweet Sixteen Birthday, Ira Bieber!♥ You know you love me. I love you too deaaar! Hope you love the surprise just now and the present, yeah? May all your wishes come true. Have an amazing birthday, alright. I miss Phuket! Let's go Phuket again together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-3172662192359101451?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3172662192359101451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=3172662192359101451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3172662192359101451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3172662192359101451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/iras-sweet-sixteen.html' title='Ira&apos;s Sweet Sixteen'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S4Za62Q2EaI/AAAAAAAAD1E/-AKhCtjbP3k/s72-c/01012010861.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-3412210009041896288</id><published>2010-02-21T11:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T13:30:08.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the truth hurts but a lie is worse'/><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S4DBISenjCI/AAAAAAAAD00/8LqsA-dDXLo/s1600-h/tumblr_kvkdu0oXQb1qa92g7o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S4DBISenjCI/AAAAAAAAD00/8LqsA-dDXLo/s320/tumblr_kvkdu0oXQb1qa92g7o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440560698006932514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found someone's blog. Farah knows. I spent the whole morning reading the posts. Well... just ignore the previous post, someone. It don't mean anything now. Cause I think its still hard to trust you after I read the post. Wah, I read the post, heart breaks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out to study with Sulis yesterday at Starbucks, Bukit Panjang Plaza. I waited for her there for at 9.45AM to almost at 11AM! Actually, she wanted to meet at 9AM! Luckily, I didn't. At 4PM, daddy picked me up and we headed to Cik Bibah's crib for the gathering. Our relatives from Malaysia came over to visit. They also wanted to walk around Singapore and wanted go to the airport. The whole Siraj family went to the airport. I was really tiring alright. Had supper at Popeye and Coffee Bean before heading back home. Reached home at 1 plus this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I pissed with Zafirah! She took my History notes and still have yet to return back to me! Then how on earth am I going to studdddy?! Gaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh~ Once she text me, I'm going to &lt;i&gt;jual mahal&lt;/i&gt; with her! HAHAHA! Common Test starting tomorrow. I don't know if I'm ready for it. But, I'll try. I can do it! :D Will be away until Common Test is over. Short updates maybe to keep this blog alive? I shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, gonna meet with A later on. I'm a happy girl because I'm expecting something from A! HAHA! I gotta go madrasah since Mummy didn't let me skip it. ): Its okay, theres A to crap with. Ill make sure she forces me to study!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-3412210009041896288?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3412210009041896288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=3412210009041896288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3412210009041896288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3412210009041896288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S4DBISenjCI/AAAAAAAAD00/8LqsA-dDXLo/s72-c/tumblr_kvkdu0oXQb1qa92g7o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-2983892256994263793</id><published>2010-02-20T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T17:27:53.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imyt'/><title type='text'>Randomfandom</title><content type='html'>I miss you too, someome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you text me so late? Next time don't text me so late lah. Haha. Kay, i'm also just letting out what i feel. (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-2983892256994263793?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2983892256994263793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=2983892256994263793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2983892256994263793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2983892256994263793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/randomfandom.html' title='Randomfandom'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-2611651342260462557</id><published>2010-02-19T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T22:00:21.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ you&apos;re my heartbreaker'/><title type='text'>Common Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S359cmGJJvI/AAAAAAAAD0k/LZz-aN_tsSY/s1600-h/tumblr_kuh75kTNhC1qa4bmbo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S359cmGJJvI/AAAAAAAAD0k/LZz-aN_tsSY/s320/tumblr_kuh75kTNhC1qa4bmbo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439923330126259954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm exhausted. I wanna sleep. Slept at midnight yesterday. Was pissed that my text message wasn't deliverd, so I just went to sleep at midnight. I got so stressed up during Malay lesson. Churchillites will know how stress I was. Had Math extra at 12.30PM and finally I understood Graphical Solution even though I kept getting my answer wrong. -.- Tarian at 2PM and I'm in love with the dance even though my whole body aches now because of that particular steps. Met up with Ms Lim after that for Chemistry consultation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going to BPP, Starbucks to study. Anyone wanna follow, just text alright? &lt;i&gt;Nanti jangan cakap tak ada orang ajak eh.&lt;/i&gt; HAHA! Kay, waiting for someone to text. Hopefully my text message will be delivered again on time. :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-2611651342260462557?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2611651342260462557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=2611651342260462557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2611651342260462557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2611651342260462557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/common-test.html' title='Common Test'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S359cmGJJvI/AAAAAAAAD0k/LZz-aN_tsSY/s72-c/tumblr_kuh75kTNhC1qa4bmbo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-5950286984763089993</id><published>2010-02-18T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:54:14.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='he makes me smile (:'/><title type='text'>Night study</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S31NvvGMBDI/AAAAAAAAD0c/LDTwg0QSSVc/s1600-h/tumblr_kxt9d4QtKh1qap0gto1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S31NvvGMBDI/AAAAAAAAD0c/LDTwg0QSSVc/s320/tumblr_kxt9d4QtKh1qap0gto1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439589407425037362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I reached home at 9PM today. We didn't have any plans to stayed for night study but then since we were doing our homeworks ever since school ended, might as well we continue. Lessons was alright today except that I kept falling asleep especially during Malay lesson. I have to apologize to Faeez. I kept screaming at him today. Its okay to be bad mood sometimes. I got distracted during Chemsitry because too many Hydrogen. Inside joke. Only Sulis and Faeez understands. School ended at 3PM because POA extra was cancelled. YAY! So, did homework until 9PM. I tried POA assignments but I couldn't do. Kay, A1 student ask me to post about this. (: He offered to teach me POA but I cannot trust him lah. HAHA! A1 student says I have to post that I pissed him off. I didn't shoo you off, okay. You shoo yourself off yourself. :D :D Sulis was overwhemled about the good news! Evil person. Kay nights people. Yay, someone texted already. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-5950286984763089993?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5950286984763089993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=5950286984763089993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5950286984763089993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5950286984763089993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/night-study.html' title='Night study'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S31NvvGMBDI/AAAAAAAAD0c/LDTwg0QSSVc/s72-c/tumblr_kxt9d4QtKh1qap0gto1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-6370057372099006349</id><published>2010-02-17T22:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:12:21.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you know you love me.'/><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3wBtE3wuYI/AAAAAAAAD0U/cc3wl9FMf7g/s1600-h/tumblr_kxkhp57cwb1qzf40to1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3wBtE3wuYI/AAAAAAAAD0U/cc3wl9FMf7g/s320/tumblr_kxkhp57cwb1qzf40to1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439224323870079362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Starbuck with Sulis yesterday. From 11AM to 9PM. Well... I had to rush through my F&amp;N research and then finding out that we do not need to pass it up today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm really tired. I wanna sleep but I have to wait for Sean to send me his English research. Darns. Back to school and lessons was alright. Got scolding for something I don't know. Did about our niche area for English and I was scared when Rahim shared about Bipolar Disorder. I had fun with Faeez today! We didn't met for 4 days and I'm so noisy. I've been screaming at him just now for no particular reason. Physics extra and was late for Tarian. New dance. I like. I couldn't stop laughing at Sulis. Bintang loves to comment about how I roll my eyes. Alot of people don't like when I roll my eyes at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ira for the present. I can't stop thanking her because I love the present alot! I especially love our picture! Ryhna love Ira too. Alotttttt. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean Yeo Wen Jun! Hurry up, I wanna sleeeeeeeeppppp! Okay, I wanna text A now. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-6370057372099006349?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/6370057372099006349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=6370057372099006349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6370057372099006349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6370057372099006349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3wBtE3wuYI/AAAAAAAAD0U/cc3wl9FMf7g/s72-c/tumblr_kxkhp57cwb1qzf40to1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-8960427543307128299</id><published>2010-02-15T20:27:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T22:01:23.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i need you.'/><title type='text'>Long Holiday! -  Sweet 16, V. Day, CNY</title><content type='html'>Whattttt a lonnnnnnggggg holiday! Homeworks are still undone and guess what? All my books are under my table. Okay, lets start with Chinese New Year celebration.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lBizpoI9I/AAAAAAAADyU/drTTvVoN_Yc/s1600-h/DSCN3902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438450091262747602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lBizpoI9I/AAAAAAAADyU/drTTvVoN_Yc/s320/DSCN3902.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Malay Dance performed and I think we did awesome. Except not to mention my &lt;i&gt;samping&lt;/i&gt; fell just as the music start so I just continued. It was really rushing for us in the morning while we were getting ready because we don't have enough people to help us make-up. I was really disappointed that Farah didn't perform. Why? Because somebody took her costume. Lets not talk about it. Its over.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lENPBkltI/AAAAAAAADyc/gh103n1V7_o/s1600-h/DSCN3895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lENPBkltI/AAAAAAAADyc/gh103n1V7_o/s320/DSCN3895.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438453019188696786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks dearest dancers and Chinese dancers for the birthday song when we were dressing down. ♥♥ I don't know why they had to lock the toilet doors near to the AVA room so we had to change at the third floor toilet. Thanks for those who wished me "Happy Birthday!" when you saw me running up and down to the toilet. Sulis was jealous! Went down to the canteen and so many presents! I like. Haha! Thank you. Thank you to those who kept wishing me like Rahim. -.- Thought of not going for Maths lesson but then Ms Zhang kept calling me so I went. But, I didn't regret going because teacher got us alot of candies! :D&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lHFxr9u1I/AAAAAAAADyk/trBszgEVVvY/s1600-h/bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lHFxr9u1I/AAAAAAAADyk/trBszgEVVvY/s320/bday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438456189589240658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Outing with Bintang feat Hanis at noon. I had to put a strong front. Nevertheless, I was a happy, happy girl. Check out the picture on Wany's Facebook! We had our brunch at Puncak before going shopping! Went to search for Kakak's birthday present at Wisma. I bought myself alot of hairbands! We were all osessed with each others stuff. I was obsessed with hairbands. Sulis was obsessed with earings. Wany was obsessed with caps. Farah was obsessed with leopard prints. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lJc9ff8pI/AAAAAAAADys/xJrRRT0wXss/s1600-h/bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lJc9ff8pI/AAAAAAAADys/xJrRRT0wXss/s320/bday2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438458786918429330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Met up with Shuhadah at Wisma and we headed to Paragon because she was hungry. Had MacDonalds and Farah was really excited of her new leopard prints wallet! Waited for Shuhadah to finish eating before we continued shopping/ window-shoppng. Farah then went off for her "Dikir Reunion".&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lLJS6flsI/AAAAAAAADy0/38P_rUxRoXI/s1600-h/bday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lLJS6flsI/AAAAAAAADy0/38P_rUxRoXI/s320/bday3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438460648094668482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to 313@Somerset since Shuhadah wanted to look for necklace. We walked around until our leg hurts. Then Wany and Shuhadah made me wait for them at the sitting area with Sulis while they "look for a present for me". Luckily Wany's camera was with us, so we flooded her camera with candid pictures. Check out Wany's Facebook!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lMQiTkIQI/AAAAAAAADy8/2xe9IcGEC4w/s1600-h/bday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lMQiTkIQI/AAAAAAAADy8/2xe9IcGEC4w/s320/bday4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438461871997067522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They love capturing me smile while I text. I had to got off soon after that because Daddy's reserved a table for us to celebrate Kakak's and my birthday at Sakura International. I still have yet to suspect anything! We walked to Paragon and Wany asked us to go to this paveway. I still did not suspect anything. I was surprised to find Farah and Dee there with a cake! Thanks you all!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lNjl6EENI/AAAAAAAADzE/-daZMPCGsHc/s1600-h/bday5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lNjl6EENI/AAAAAAAADzE/-daZMPCGsHc/s320/bday5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438463298892992722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dikir Reunion and accompany abang sedara to the hospital was all part of the plan! Thank you!! I have to really thank Dee to have to sacrifice yourself! Thanks to that passerby who also sang for me a birthday song. We went to somewhere behind Heeren to cut and eat cake before I went to meet family.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lPMptfltI/AAAAAAAADzU/gLkZEsD99L4/s1600-h/bday7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lPMptfltI/AAAAAAAADzU/gLkZEsD99L4/s320/bday7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438465103800276690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks Bintang! Thanks for everything. Thanks for remembering my birthday. Thanks for celebrating my birthday. Thanks for always being there for me. ♥&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lRiY9PQ3I/AAAAAAAADzc/r6yAJ0m68w8/s1600-h/DSCN4065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lRiY9PQ3I/AAAAAAAADzc/r6yAJ0m68w8/s320/DSCN4065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438467676283290482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dinner with family. I was bloated at the end of it. Actually, Daddy wanted treat Bintang to Sakura but Mummy said there were guys. I don't know where did the guys come from?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lO1G4GJ3I/AAAAAAAADzM/mn1LdN_FI1Y/s1600-h/bday6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lO1G4GJ3I/AAAAAAAADzM/mn1LdN_FI1Y/s320/bday6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438464699312514930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks everyone for making my day! I enjoyed every bit of my birthday! Eventhough... Its okay. Thanks for the birthday wishes especially those who stayed up until midnight, birthday songs, birthday treats and also the birthday gifts! I love you all manymany! ♥ Especially Bintang for the birthday surprise! :D Thanks for everything everyone. (: Farah you tried to wish me at 12 February, 11.59PM but its okay that you slept.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lXljBxk4I/AAAAAAAADz0/UARJGLK3pxQ/s1600-h/bday9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lXljBxk4I/AAAAAAAADz0/UARJGLK3pxQ/s320/bday9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438474327596045186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also love the potrait Shuhadah drew for me and the picture Wany printed. I love it for that special touched put to it. (: Thanks babe!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lXlStlR4I/AAAAAAAADzs/BYOoOlLKbrM/s1600-h/DSC01182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lXlStlR4I/AAAAAAAADzs/BYOoOlLKbrM/s320/DSC01182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438474323216385922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the carebear Farid gave me! Thank you my best guyfriend/ childhood friend. 13 years of friendship and still couting.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lXkrcVVFI/AAAAAAAADzk/4nRwao6sbEE/s1600-h/bday8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lXkrcVVFI/AAAAAAAADzk/4nRwao6sbEE/s320/bday8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438474312675054674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone really made me smile. I love that someone text message! ♥&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lZ5YNQSqI/AAAAAAAADz8/CTtiSjbT-IM/s1600-h/DSCN4097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lZ5YNQSqI/AAAAAAAADz8/CTtiSjbT-IM/s320/DSCN4097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438476867312044706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bintang's Breek's Treat the next day since Daddy didn't get to treat them to Sakura. &lt;i&gt;Suka lah korang dapat di belaja.&lt;/i&gt; We met up at 3PM, Causeway. After that we walked around but all shops seems to be closing so we went home. More pictures on Facebook!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lcaPGfRGI/AAAAAAAAD0E/WcpZmC_cjvg/s1600-h/DSC00509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lcaPGfRGI/AAAAAAAAD0E/WcpZmC_cjvg/s320/DSC00509.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438479630826685538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teddy was one year old yesterday! I still love teddy more than carebear! ♥ I went to Suntec and there was a book sale. Bought quite a number of books. Then I headed to Haji Lane for lunch. (:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lex8TjyEI/AAAAAAAAD0M/unKJljoepX4/s1600-h/DSCN4137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lex8TjyEI/AAAAAAAAD0M/unKJljoepX4/s320/DSCN4137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438482237121349698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a Late Nenek Esah's gathering today at Bukit Batok Civil Service Centre. Breakfast first at MacDonalds. I kept getting gutter or in other words &lt;i&gt;longkang&lt;/i&gt;. Sad lah. After bowling, went to eat with Amani's family at West Coast. More pictures on Facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna meet up with Sulis tomorrow to do some homework. Starbucks, Jurong Point at 11AM okay babe? See you tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-8960427543307128299?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8960427543307128299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=8960427543307128299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8960427543307128299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8960427543307128299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/lonnnnngggggg-holiday.html' title='Long Holiday! -  Sweet 16, V. Day, CNY'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3lBizpoI9I/AAAAAAAADyU/drTTvVoN_Yc/s72-c/DSCN3902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-5839929654870742187</id><published>2010-02-12T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T23:42:30.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Make my wish come true. ):'/><title type='text'>SWEET SIXTEEN! ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3V2TuMBAkI/AAAAAAAADyM/YdjsXEm5qHw/s1600-h/tumblr_kxo2ensdvB1qae0wzo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437382206307762754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3V2TuMBAkI/AAAAAAAADyM/YdjsXEm5qHw/s320/tumblr_kxo2ensdvB1qae0wzo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Sweet Sixteen too me! (: Thanks for the birthday wishes, birthday songs, birthday treats and also the birthday gifts! I love you all manymany! ♥ Especially Bintang for the birthday surprise! :D Thanks for everything everyone. (: I'll do a proper update soon! I now very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sulis, today is suppose to be you-know-what. I'm too sad lah now. ): I gotta admit I still you-know-what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-5839929654870742187?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5839929654870742187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=5839929654870742187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5839929654870742187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5839929654870742187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/sweet-sixteen.html' title='SWEET SIXTEEN! ♥'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3V2TuMBAkI/AAAAAAAADyM/YdjsXEm5qHw/s72-c/tumblr_kxo2ensdvB1qae0wzo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-5559053992432216667</id><published>2010-02-11T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T22:22:34.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am curious about you ♥'/><title type='text'>JUST FEWWWWW MORE HOURSSS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3QDgiO6zlI/AAAAAAAADyE/hcRt_sq7Up0/s1600-h/tumblr_kxli7cvl7F1qzcn8zo1_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3QDgiO6zlI/AAAAAAAADyE/hcRt_sq7Up0/s320/tumblr_kxli7cvl7F1qzcn8zo1_1280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436974507623108178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was a wonderful day! :D Skipped lesson from 11.30AM onwards for the Labrador Camp. The camp was amazing! Well... I was incharge of Fear Factor and some of the Sec 1s was really cute. You should look at the reaction when they put their hands into the box. Some was really funny and some was unbelievable. Thanks to dearest STAR leaders and the Sec 1s for singing me a birthday song and also for wishing me non-stop. Should really thank Afeefah, Vman and of course Shahirah! I was busy laughing my ass out with Farah when suddenly they sang me a birthday song. (: Awwww.... they're all so sweeet! :D Thanks for making my day. (: Was home at 8PM and I'll have to be in school by 6PM tomorrow. Amazing. Thanks to those who wished me in advance. Love you all manymany!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I flooded Vman's camera with my pictures. Check it out when she upload it! :D Kay, half day tomorrow and Chemistry lesson is cancelled! YAY! I waiting for A to text. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-5559053992432216667?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5559053992432216667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=5559053992432216667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5559053992432216667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5559053992432216667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-fewwwww-more-hoursss.html' title='JUST FEWWWWW MORE HOURSSS!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3QDgiO6zlI/AAAAAAAADyE/hcRt_sq7Up0/s72-c/tumblr_kxli7cvl7F1qzcn8zo1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-3043078182819000356</id><published>2010-02-10T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:37:36.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letting go doesn&apos;t mean giving up'/><title type='text'>2 MORE DAYSSSSSSSS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3KrKVmnvqI/AAAAAAAADx8/MCn_aEHwLYM/s1600-h/tumblr_kxip5iuVwQ1qzkwtuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3KrKVmnvqI/AAAAAAAADx8/MCn_aEHwLYM/s320/tumblr_kxip5iuVwQ1qzkwtuo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436595894275784354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;School been suckish. Gosh, I hate school. ): Teachers are booking us even though its a half day this Friday. Dammit. Been staying back until late afternoons for lessons and dance practises. Tarian ended at 6PM just now. I was totally switched off today during lessons and Faeez had to entertein my childishness since Sulis couldn't care less about me. Its okay to be childish sometimes. HAHA! Faeez was forced to listen to my lame theory&amp;jokes and he even got scolded by me for he-knows-what-happen-after-recess. Actually lesson ended late today but then I skipped half of Social Studies. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feetri, I remember 9 March! (: You must remember 12 February too, its just two more days! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can lie but how long are you gonna lie. I can choose to believe and I prefer to believe others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-3043078182819000356?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3043078182819000356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=3043078182819000356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3043078182819000356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3043078182819000356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-more-dayssssssss.html' title='2 MORE DAYSSSSSSSS!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3KrKVmnvqI/AAAAAAAADx8/MCn_aEHwLYM/s72-c/tumblr_kxip5iuVwQ1qzkwtuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-5252973185835928714</id><published>2010-02-09T21:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:35:43.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><title type='text'>THREEEEE MOREEEE DAYYYYYSSSS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3FibMfO7wI/AAAAAAAADxs/kLZHrodqyqE/s1600-h/investiture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3FibMfO7wI/AAAAAAAADxs/kLZHrodqyqE/s320/investiture2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436234444561116930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Investiture went smoothly I guess. It was worth it to go through so many rounds of rehearsals. Was released from class at 11.30PM and we had rehearsals. Lessons was alright but I cannot stand afternoon lessons. Because it gets really stuffy and especially with ties on, I can't pay attention. History and POA was both cancelled. Well.. actually not for History but we waited at the wrong place. -.- On the way down to History lesson, I was walking down the stairs and I almost fell on the stairs. Much embarrassment. Tarian after lessons and ended at 6PM. I just love flooding Vman's camera with my pictures. Check out Vman's facebook! :D&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3Fj2VkHz4I/AAAAAAAADx0/AO83q9b_siM/s1600-h/investiture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3Fj2VkHz4I/AAAAAAAADx0/AO83q9b_siM/s320/investiture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436236010365636482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-5252973185835928714?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5252973185835928714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=5252973185835928714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5252973185835928714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5252973185835928714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/threeeee-moreeee-dayyyyyssss.html' title='THREEEEE MOREEEE DAYYYYYSSSS!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S3FibMfO7wI/AAAAAAAADxs/kLZHrodqyqE/s72-c/investiture2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-6531118820858948334</id><published>2010-02-07T13:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:22:08.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I ♥ IZZAH'/><title type='text'>5 more daysssssss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S26jKt9JV8I/AAAAAAAADw8/prevFK3cB8I/s1600-h/tumblr_kwr32oewqz1qzkwtuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S26jKt9JV8I/AAAAAAAADw8/prevFK3cB8I/s320/tumblr_kwr32oewqz1qzkwtuo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435461204812847042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wany, I got myself more shoulder bags from the warehouse sale! :D I don't know how many bags I have alreadyyyy! Well... did alittle shopping yesterday. Apart from buying myself stuff and making myself happy, I had to get the February babies birthday present. STAR leaders investiture rehearsal in the morning then I went for Math consultation at 11AM before heading home to get ready. Met up with Bintang feat Hanis at CCK interchange. We trained to Redhill and spent half an hour searching for the warehouse. I didn't regret spending half an hour searching for the place! I felt like buying the whole warehouse. Everything was at discouted price. Alot of the bags plus shoes and shirts attracted my eyes. I bought myself more bags there. Yesterday I bought Iffah's and Farid's birthday present from there. After that, we went to Orchard. First thing first, collect my phone! Next search for my birthday presents! Met up with Kakak and we headed to Datuk's house for the mini party. Izzah kept reminding me to come or else she wouldn't give me my pressie. Then the first thing she ask me when I came was "Do you want your present now?". Even before I could answer, she already handed me my present then she was like, "Faster, open it! Open it now!".&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S267vBL9DUI/AAAAAAAADxE/Kc3xFJTe2so/s1600-h/izzah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S267vBL9DUI/AAAAAAAADxE/Kc3xFJTe2so/s320/izzah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435488216729587010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S25RObbAEXI/AAAAAAAADw0/FHE0j8XLJlU/s1600-h/F21+wallet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S25RObbAEXI/AAAAAAAADw0/FHE0j8XLJlU/s320/F21+wallet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435371108603793778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THANKS IZZAH FOR THE FOREVER 21 WALLETTTTTT! I LOVE IT! THANKSTHANKSTHANKSTHANKS! ♥ I love you a million.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S268Ja6qKPI/AAAAAAAADxk/m5aY4hgZghM/s1600-h/feb+babies3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S268Ja6qKPI/AAAAAAAADxk/m5aY4hgZghM/s320/feb+babies3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435488670312966386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S268IhwgvCI/AAAAAAAADxc/7WW3_4tvlM4/s1600-h/feb+babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S268IhwgvCI/AAAAAAAADxc/7WW3_4tvlM4/s320/feb+babies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435488654969584674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S268H93ICoI/AAAAAAAADxU/cOUn8g5LoMU/s1600-h/feb+babies+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S268H93ICoI/AAAAAAAADxU/cOUn8g5LoMU/s320/feb+babies+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435488645333650050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S268HUcXj1I/AAAAAAAADxM/_Xjj1pwS-tg/s1600-h/feb+babies+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S268HUcXj1I/AAAAAAAADxM/_Xjj1pwS-tg/s320/feb+babies+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435488634215567186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Food was delicious! I love the prawns. Cake cutting. Choclate truffle, I think. Fattening though. Snap snap pictures. Too many unglam pictures but I shall upload it on Facebook soon. Then gossip time! Kay, now it homework time. ): And am waiting for someone to text me. Yesterday was funny. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-6531118820858948334?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/6531118820858948334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=6531118820858948334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6531118820858948334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6531118820858948334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/5-more-daysssssss.html' title='5 more daysssssss!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S26jKt9JV8I/AAAAAAAADw8/prevFK3cB8I/s72-c/tumblr_kwr32oewqz1qzkwtuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-2670590870920114770</id><published>2010-02-05T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T19:27:30.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you. i. ♥.'/><title type='text'>7 MORE DAYSSS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2wPD311sJI/AAAAAAAADws/KY2g0yq_77A/s1600-h/tumblr_ktbv9fEC8C1qzihg3o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2wPD311sJI/AAAAAAAADws/KY2g0yq_77A/s320/tumblr_ktbv9fEC8C1qzihg3o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434735409533137042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching Suria Elektra now. Dee gatal. Everyone also she wants. Nevermind, Dee, I'm loyal to only one. (: I was switched off the whole day. Now, that Sulis is back and still sick, she wouldn't stop coughing. Tarian today and went home alone because the other two didn't come for tarian. ): I don't know if I should go Popagenda tomorrow. Should I go? I have to run alot errands tomorrow. Well... I'll have to be in school tomorrow at 8AM. You know how lazy I am? I want to sleep lah. I very tired. Feel like falling ill again. But, I waiting for somone to text now. Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-2670590870920114770?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2670590870920114770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=2670590870920114770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2670590870920114770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2670590870920114770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/7-more-daysss.html' title='7 MORE DAYSSS!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2wPD311sJI/AAAAAAAADws/KY2g0yq_77A/s72-c/tumblr_ktbv9fEC8C1qzihg3o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-2674500648945212616</id><published>2010-02-04T21:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T20:30:54.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you make me smile'/><title type='text'>8 MORE DAYS!</title><content type='html'>Surprisingly, I've finished my POA assignments. I was really hardworking just now you know. Reached home, showered, dinner and finished my homework. School was draggy. Even though I don't have Sulis to talk to during lesson, I have Faeez who made me laugh non stop. Since Sulis was not around, I story telling with Faeez instead. Luckily, he can keep secret. (: I kept falling asleep during Chemistry. Ohgosh. Did I tell you that the Maths test I screwed up, I got distinction for it! Yes, I'm super shocked. Rushed through POA remedial assignment before the remedial start with Wany. And A1 student was a "greaaaattttttttttttttt" help, NOT! -.- &lt;i&gt;Comment somemore lah, I write more. Or maybe private my blog.&lt;/i&gt; I know, Wany know. I think he knows. Haha! POA extra was boring. I was caught not paying attention a few times. I was busy looking at Naimah using the asthma pump. Helped out with class decorations after school until 7PM before heading home. Fadzil made me scream alot over a plastic cockroach! Kay, I'm waiting for someone to text now. Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-2674500648945212616?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2674500648945212616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=2674500648945212616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2674500648945212616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2674500648945212616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/8-more-days.html' title='8 MORE DAYS!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-6047179884572394281</id><published>2010-02-03T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T18:46:23.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am curious about you ♥'/><title type='text'>NINE MORE DAYS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2lOoMRNPVI/AAAAAAAADwk/TvLsf6-Wb4c/s1600-h/tumblr_kuh4soaRQp1qzfy6zo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2lOoMRNPVI/AAAAAAAADwk/TvLsf6-Wb4c/s320/tumblr_kuh4soaRQp1qzfy6zo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433960877794344274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel free that I am able to go home slightly earlier than usual. Luckily, rehearsal just now ended early. But on the other hand, I had lots of homeworks to finish up! Sulis didn't come to school so I was alone with Faeez again today. I told him more secrets since I can't tell Sulis. I have five bodyguards today while going down for F&amp;N lesson. I thought I was alone but then they were waiting in the class for me. How sweet. Sean even helped me carry my waterbottle for me. -.- Haha, I was searching for it when it was actually at the side of his bag. I feel so weak but still I have to complete my homeworks. Lessons tomorrow ends at 5PM! MUST PERSEVERE! Kay, shall start on the piles of homework now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-6047179884572394281?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/6047179884572394281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=6047179884572394281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6047179884572394281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6047179884572394281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/nine-more-days.html' title='NINE MORE DAYS!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2lOoMRNPVI/AAAAAAAADwk/TvLsf6-Wb4c/s72-c/tumblr_kuh4soaRQp1qzfy6zo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-8987265715229835695</id><published>2010-02-02T20:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T21:17:15.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing more than friends.'/><title type='text'>TEN MORE DAYS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2gaEu3dTfI/AAAAAAAADwc/z6IHfN-PRxM/s1600-h/tumblr_ksvslfHZNW1qzj39co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433621619024940530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2gaEu3dTfI/AAAAAAAADwc/z6IHfN-PRxM/s320/tumblr_ksvslfHZNW1qzj39co1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry Sulis that you got infected. ): Get well soon okay BFFE!♥ Apart from my coursework, I have tons of POA questions to do. But, I couldn't be bothered because I don't even understand what to do. -.- Lessons ended at 5PM and it wasn't that bad without Sulis. At least Faeez was less irritating today but both of us did something really stupid! I was laugh all the way from the ground floor that when we reach the sixth floor, I could hardly breathe! After school, stayed back. Intended to do POA homework but I don't feel doing. I waited for Shuhadah to finish her POA homework but then I forced her to stop at almost 7PM because I wanted to meet Z. In the end, we didnt meet up because I was too late then Z wanted to go home already. ): Z owes me something. Mummy been nagging at me for coming home late because she thinks I need my rest. I do need my rest but she have to stop nagging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-8987265715229835695?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8987265715229835695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=8987265715229835695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8987265715229835695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8987265715229835695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/ten-more-days.html' title='TEN MORE DAYS!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2gaEu3dTfI/AAAAAAAADwc/z6IHfN-PRxM/s72-c/tumblr_ksvslfHZNW1qzj39co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-2086164525576591969</id><published>2010-02-01T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:40:50.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='please give me the strength to go through all this obstacles'/><title type='text'>eleven more days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Gosh, I hate being sick. ): I've been sick from the last three days. From Friday. Being sick, I still attended Saturday's Maths consultation with Sulis. Was supposed to meet up with Shuhadah to collect my phone at town but my head was really heavy that I decided to go home and rest. I even had to cancel my facial appointment. Sorry Shuhadah, it was on purpose okay. No one was at home sadly until around 9 plus. I sleep, woke up and sleep again. It went on until Sunday too. ): Daddy kept forcing me to eat panadol when I don't even like eating them. I was alittle better this morning so I forced myself to school but it got worst in school. As soon as I reached the sixth floor, I felt like vomitting. I was happily singing and laughing the whole time during school but actually I was in so much pain. I was having bad headaches and not to mention bad tummyaches too. My headaches became worse as lesson continued. Felt like vomitting again before Physics extra. Surprisingly, Physics test was managable but lets just wait for the results. I slept all the way until 7PM when I reached home. Woke up with another bad headaches. How sad can this get? ): Those surrounding me, sorry if you guys got infected alright? Drink lots of water and take good care of yourself. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lets make a wishlist! :D&lt;/u&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fox Tweetybird Pullover! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More accessories -- bangles&amp;amp;necklaces!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Canon Digital IXUS 100 IS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bodyshop Love Etc perfume&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adidas Totebag! -- KAKAK YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forever 21 wallet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adidas flipflops&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More dresses and tops! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eight should be enough right? HAHA! You still have one more Saturday to shop for this shameless girl's presents. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-2086164525576591969?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2086164525576591969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=2086164525576591969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2086164525576591969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2086164525576591969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/02/eleven-more-days.html' title='eleven more days!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-3775938378978300403</id><published>2010-01-29T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:00:34.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the truth hurts but a lie is worse'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2LYkf5DwvI/AAAAAAAADwU/R_7PsJvMsDk/s1600-h/tumblr_ktc8icnWax1qa22bwo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2LYkf5DwvI/AAAAAAAADwU/R_7PsJvMsDk/s320/tumblr_ktc8icnWax1qa22bwo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432142222109950706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had enough of all this nonsense. I can't bring myself to trust you anymore. I had enough of all this lies. Please stop. I think I'm down with a fever and a sore throat. Maybe because I've been having late nights and also I lost my appetite. P.E was a killer! My arms are hurting now. Chemistry test today sucks big time. -.- Tarian after school and Bintang Geog left me alone since they went to farm because I was History student. Rehearsal today was dash-dot-dash. I was alone so I chatted with the Sec 2s. I tell you the Sec 2 can really gossip! Haha. As I was walking out of the school Bintang Goeg came back to school so I waited for them before heading home. I got piles of homeworks to be done over the weekends. There goes my weekends again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-3775938378978300403?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3775938378978300403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=3775938378978300403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3775938378978300403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3775938378978300403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-had-enough-of-all-this-nonsense.html' title=''/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2LYkf5DwvI/AAAAAAAADwU/R_7PsJvMsDk/s72-c/tumblr_ktc8icnWax1qa22bwo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-8678931708847200657</id><published>2010-01-28T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:02:31.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i gotta have faith'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2GXpzXhT-I/AAAAAAAADwM/BiUUSwXvSYs/s1600-h/tumblr_kua47f2lND1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2GXpzXhT-I/AAAAAAAADwM/BiUUSwXvSYs/s320/tumblr_kua47f2lND1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431789370004819938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I screwed up Math test. How amazing? I screwed up the Kinematics part. I just suck at Kinematics, alright? Maybe, its too early to say it but I gotta admit I enjoyed English lesson. Only had Chemistry extra today since English extra is only for some. So stayed back to do homework but ended up camwhoring. -.- Shuhadah, send the pictures soon! Was home at 6.30PM thanks to Sulis. Because someone wanted to &lt;u&gt;(fill in the blanks)&lt;/u&gt; so much. I shall start revising my Chemistry now. But I'm very lazy! Jaiyou Ryhna! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with the denial. Enough with the lies. I had enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-8678931708847200657?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8678931708847200657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=8678931708847200657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8678931708847200657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8678931708847200657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-screwed-up-math-test.html' title=''/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2GXpzXhT-I/AAAAAAAADwM/BiUUSwXvSYs/s72-c/tumblr_kua47f2lND1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-4235073746450709857</id><published>2010-01-27T20:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T20:48:10.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i was thinking about you and it kinda made me smile'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2AsmQjaiII/AAAAAAAADwE/IJ0cpFWWeAo/s1600-h/tumblr_krsvt77Uol1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2AsmQjaiII/AAAAAAAADwE/IJ0cpFWWeAo/s320/tumblr_krsvt77Uol1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431390186398976130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I felt as if today was Friday. Someone brighten up my day today! :D I gotta admit I love English lesson today. Can we do it again one of these days? ^^ I realise that I'm more outspoken during lessons now. Wow, great achievement! Teacher kept looking at my paper when I was doing the POA test. Gosh, I hate it. It made me have butterflies in my stomach. -.- So many test coming up! Just now had Maths quiz and there's a test tomorrow. And, this smart girl here didn't bring home her Math textbook! -.- Kay, I shall go school early tomorrow to study. Finished up Task Analysis during F&amp;N lesson and I love going up and down the stairs to print our Task Analysis at the F&amp;N hub. Actually we could take the lift but I purposely forced Faeez to take the stairs to print my Task Analysis and walk the long way. Because I feel that I'm getting more &lt;i&gt;boncet&lt;/i&gt;. So must exercise! :D Sulis very lazy so I forced Faeez. I talked alot with Faeez on the way up. Talked about our secrets. :X Tarian at 2PM and it ended at 4.30PM. Sulis forced me to stay with her to do homework. Actually she wanted to &lt;u&gt;(fill in the blanks)&lt;/u&gt;. I &lt;i&gt;merajuk&lt;/i&gt; with her after that lah. I could have gone home with Farah you know. Sweet person realised that I've been staying back late in school. Thanks for the tips yeahh? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestfriend been asking me for my wishlist. So &lt;i&gt;ambil kesempatan sikit lah eh&lt;/i&gt;. I wantttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt...... let me think kay. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-4235073746450709857?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4235073746450709857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=4235073746450709857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4235073746450709857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4235073746450709857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-felt-as-if-today-was-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S2AsmQjaiII/AAAAAAAADwE/IJ0cpFWWeAo/s72-c/tumblr_krsvt77Uol1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-3234475927586289469</id><published>2010-01-26T21:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T19:56:47.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='if i ain&apos;t got you'/><title type='text'>a night to remember</title><content type='html'>I'm cheer-ing two people now. Wah, they sad, I also sad you know. Cheer up lah babes. (: Lessons today was alright not that draggy as yesterday. Thankfully. I screwed up F&amp;N test even though I studied for it. Dammit. The assembly talk today was really draggy that I managed to get some sleep. Chemistry lesson, I felt as if my parents was checking on my work because both Faeez and Sulis had to stand since they didnt bring their books. So, I didnt have anyone to talk to or laugh with. History extra lesson was cancelled, so I have free period. I sat at the canteen alone and did some homework while waiting for the rest to finish their Geography lesson before going for POA lesson. Slacked in school after POA lesson until around 6.30PM. Actually intended to do homework but then since Qhairiq told us so many lame jokes, only managed to do abit. We talked, joked and laughed. Kay, I've finished my Task Analysis so I shall go to sleep now. Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-3234475927586289469?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3234475927586289469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=3234475927586289469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3234475927586289469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3234475927586289469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/night-to-remember.html' title='a night to remember'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-4543293284537906051</id><published>2010-01-25T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:52:18.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ you&apos;re my heartbreaker'/><title type='text'>shagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;128 MORE DAYS TO MALAY O'LEVEL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S12erRC_nZI/AAAAAAAADv0/t9CzSdaryKY/s1600-h/tumblr_ktc2pisKGH1qzilpso1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430671191826210194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S12erRC_nZI/AAAAAAAADv0/t9CzSdaryKY/s320/tumblr_ktc2pisKGH1qzilpso1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How scary can this get? The class put this countdown thinggy. We counting down to O'levels! First up is Mother Tongue O'level. Lesson today was sucha drag. I was not paying attention on any lesson today. Instead, I slept during lesson or I talked to Sulis and Faeez. I kept telling everyone that my birthday was coming! :D Excited, I shall say. Lessons ended at 5PM and stayed back to do POA homework. Actually, I intend to collect my handphone but then I very lazy. Sorry Shuhadah. ): Stayed with Bintang Angels while Bintang Devils went home. We laughed alot and I was the only one not doing anything. Because I gave up since I couldn't understand the question plus I was really tired. ): We were out of school at almost 7PM. I showered then slept for awhile but Daddy wouldn't stop distrupting my sleep. He kept asking me if I've done my homework. -.- Dinner and I studied for F&amp;N test tomorrow. Hopefully, I'll score for it. I shall continue with my F&amp;N coursework then study for Physics test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-4543293284537906051?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4543293284537906051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=4543293284537906051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4543293284537906051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4543293284537906051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/shagged.html' title='shagged'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S12erRC_nZI/AAAAAAAADv0/t9CzSdaryKY/s72-c/tumblr_ktc2pisKGH1qzilpso1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-575494135487085200</id><published>2010-01-24T18:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T18:59:56.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I never realise I needed you'/><title type='text'>LIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1wkjbtoMWI/AAAAAAAADvs/mCBUHFuR-j0/s1600-h/webcam+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1wkjbtoMWI/AAAAAAAADvs/mCBUHFuR-j0/s320/webcam+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430255441855132002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a weekend. I spend my weekend mostly finishing up my homework. I have tons of homework and I still have my karangan undone. ): So, yesterday, I went to town together with Sulis, Kakak and Kakak's friend. Went to Starbucks at Tanglin Mall to finish up our Task Analysis. I managed to finish my Task Analysis. Met up with Daddy then headed to Datuk's house. Webcamed with Sulis and Salmah. I wouldn't post the stupid pictures of us. Haha! You know, on the way home, I dropped my lappy on the stairs. It's still living now but the i-dont-know-what is loose. Die. Madrasah just now and instead of listening to Ustazah, I did my homework. (: I slept at 2AM today morning because I was having a bad headache from yesterday night. Woke up at 8AM and I was still having a bad headache. Luckily, someone accompanied me through the night yesterday. :D Kay, actually I have nothing to post about. There's school tomorrow. My eyebags are getting from bad to worst. -.- Heck care lah. :D This is crap, crap, crap! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-575494135487085200?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/575494135487085200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=575494135487085200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/575494135487085200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/575494135487085200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/lies.html' title='LIES'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1wkjbtoMWI/AAAAAAAADvs/mCBUHFuR-j0/s72-c/webcam+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-2224964747359376022</id><published>2010-01-22T22:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:54:00.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i just wanna be happy'/><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1nFdRGq3EI/AAAAAAAADvk/MRWSXjxDSkk/s1600-h/tumblr_ku2gzqXFeH1qzidboo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1nFdRGq3EI/AAAAAAAADvk/MRWSXjxDSkk/s320/tumblr_ku2gzqXFeH1qzidboo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429587932370099266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I gave up doing F&amp;N coursework already. I feel as if there's so much to write. Luckily enough, today was a short day. I was freezing in the morning. Be it during assembly, during lessons or while I was walking into school with Farah. The wind today was really strong. I like it for awhile but when I started shivering, I don't like it anymore. I was kinda down during assembly when I heard someone talking about something. It's complicated. I myself am unsure about it. She was random enough to come up to me and apologize after Malay lesson but I don't find the need. You know, today I was really happy during POA lesson. I was singing different random song lyrics with Sulis and happily doing the assignment. History was fun as always because we wasted half an hour walking around the school. For a good reason okay. We helped teacher. But, was half asleep when watching the videos. Snapped pictures. It's like a daily routine for us -- History Babes. Tarian after school and was home at 5.30PM. Tomorrow, I'm going to do coursework again with Sulis. 11AM at 190 busstop alright Sulis? :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alah, someone's not online. Didn't text me. ): I couldn't reply someone's sms yesterday since I was already asleep. ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-2224964747359376022?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2224964747359376022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=2224964747359376022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2224964747359376022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2224964747359376022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1nFdRGq3EI/AAAAAAAADvk/MRWSXjxDSkk/s72-c/tumblr_ku2gzqXFeH1qzidboo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-1348018413141076467</id><published>2010-01-21T21:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T22:28:33.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i look for you everywhere'/><title type='text'>I WANT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1hV8nnjQSI/AAAAAAAADu0/6lssupXamEk/s1600-h/tumblr_kssfnkwar61qzfe84o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1hV8nnjQSI/AAAAAAAADu0/6lssupXamEk/s320/tumblr_kssfnkwar61qzfe84o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429183850710516002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just did my POA homework, suprised? I tried, I refered to my notes and I'm proud of myself. Actually, I can. I just having to put in alittle more effort and seriously need someone to coach me! After thinking twice, I think I should not drop the subject even how suckish it may be. Lessons were alright I may say but I'm half asleep at almost every lesson except for POA because I was cursing the whole time at the back. I love Social Studies lesson today. Or shall I say I love Venice. (: I wanna go Venice, cannn? I don't know why but alot of the teachers today been talking about marriage especially Cikgu. He was like saying what kind of guys we should go after and stuff. I totally shut down when he starts talking about it. I was laughing with Shuhadah over some crappy stuff. Hah POA extra at 3PM and I was really fulfilled when my accounts balanced. Like first time! So because of that I was motivated to do my POA homework just now. :D MacD after that. Thought of doing homework but instead we crapped at MacD. You wouldn't imagine how embarrassed I was just now. There's this cat that went in. Eventhough, it was kinda far away from me, I was let out small screams calling Wany and I sat cross-legged on the chair. People were all looking at our table, you know. Walked home with Shuhadah and Wany. Kay, I shall continue my POA homework now. (:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1hj6PC_ImI/AAAAAAAADvM/xfl8TKUoRXk/s1600-h/Adidas+totebag.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1hj6PC_ImI/AAAAAAAADvM/xfl8TKUoRXk/s320/Adidas+totebag.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429199202917753442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1hj5n107XI/AAAAAAAADvE/EvHFI2zLQYs/s1600-h/Adidas+totebag2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1hj5n107XI/AAAAAAAADvE/EvHFI2zLQYs/s320/Adidas+totebag2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429199192393575794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1hj5Lz8j-I/AAAAAAAADu8/lOmPkV38Xys/s1600-h/Adidas+flops.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1hj5Lz8j-I/AAAAAAAADu8/lOmPkV38Xys/s320/Adidas+flops.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429199184869494754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want this, can? ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-1348018413141076467?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1348018413141076467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=1348018413141076467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/1348018413141076467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/1348018413141076467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want.html' title='I WANT!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1hV8nnjQSI/AAAAAAAADu0/6lssupXamEk/s72-c/tumblr_kssfnkwar61qzfe84o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-2796121992493770615</id><published>2010-01-20T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:08:49.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tell me everything&apos;s gonna be amazing'/><title type='text'>sucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1b00r8XguI/AAAAAAAADus/O94miDinULM/s1600-h/tumblr_kudf41oHYC1qa1fbpo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 105px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1b00r8XguI/AAAAAAAADus/O94miDinULM/s320/tumblr_kudf41oHYC1qa1fbpo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428795586828010210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How shitty can this get? Why are all the techonologies dying on me this few days. First was my phone, next was my thumbdrive, then my new thumbdrive and what else next? I lost my F&amp;N coursework, you know. The SIX pages of Task Analysis. Yes, its only six pages but it's still alot for Task Analysis. I put in alot of effort in it but in the end its gone. ): Nevermind, I'll check out at my workspace tomorrow. Gosh, this is suckish. I came school early today and met up with Dee first because I had to finish some homeworks. In the end, teacher didn't even come. But still, I have not finish the homework. I was half asleep during English lesson. I'm really shagged. I didn't sleep during Math because I did Malay homework that have to be handed in tomorrow. Why? Because I only realised that I have lots of homeworks to be done today. During P.E lesson, I felt like collapsing. The sun was scorching hot and the six stations made me really worn out. Sulis almost fainted and I still can't stop laughing over what happen. Two periods of F&amp;N after recess. In between the lesson, I had a mini race with Sulis. I left my file in class so we race to see who reached the class first. Sulis went up by the lift while I ran from the FIRST level to the SIXTH level. Guess who reached first?! ME! Haha, lame shit lah. So childish lah. Heh. I wouldn't stop teasing Sulis lah. After school, tarian and was late for the graduation photo session. The cameraman damn attitude problem. After the photo session, slacked at canteen since we didn't want to go back to tarian. Soon after we went to the hall, they were dismissed. I did homework first before heading home with Sulis at 6PM. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-2796121992493770615?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2796121992493770615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=2796121992493770615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2796121992493770615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/2796121992493770615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/sucky.html' title='sucky'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1b00r8XguI/AAAAAAAADus/O94miDinULM/s72-c/tumblr_kudf41oHYC1qa1fbpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-4563390278450995992</id><published>2010-01-19T16:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T20:22:08.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re my favourite.'/><title type='text'>dirty little secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1VwJzvJzvI/AAAAAAAADt4/jgLfrxbr_8Y/s1600-h/checkmyphoneandtime,ofcourse.haha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1VwJzvJzvI/AAAAAAAADt4/jgLfrxbr_8Y/s320/checkmyphoneandtime,ofcourse.haha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428368239674117874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I check my phone and time, of course. (: Firstly, Faeez or Rahim if you're reading, DON'T READ! Close the window now! :P Lessons today was really suckish. We received our POA test back and I only get a freaking 6 out of 20! Well... I shall say that it's much better than expected. -.- Then while doing corrections, I felt like a sushi since I was sitting im between of Sulis and Faeez. Faeez was teaching Sulis some POA thinggy and they just squeeze, ignoring me. ): I kept looking at them like a lost kid. I dragged my feets to the lab for F&amp;N lesson because I really am lazy to do my coursework. I feel like my brain is gonna burst. Moreover the room is super cold. Math before recess and had Mee Bandung. I know Dee loved recess alot, right Dee? Haha. We had a mini test and I got zero for the test. How cool. -.- Something really hillarious happen. Sulis phone rang just now during class. It was really loud. Luckily, we have really awesome classmates to help cover the sound. As soon as they heard Sulis's phone rang, Dasheni started to cheer at the rest of the class started making noise to help cover up the ringing sound. Wow, teacher was lost at one point of time. Last period was CME. We were suppose to do research on a hit and run article but then we -- Dee, Faeez, Rahim and I ended up bloghopping. Actually not me and Dee lah, its the two boys. We girls was &lt;i&gt;semangat&lt;/i&gt; in doing our work. Only Dee lah actually. Then the boys went to my blog so I was like fighting with them not to read it and stuff. Noisy sia. Slacked at the canteen for awhile before heading home with Dee. I'm done with most of the homeworks except for F&amp;N coursework. I don't know if I should do or not. I didn't bring home my textbook. -.- Let's just see how, kay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through some websites and I found alot of things that caught my eye! :D&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1WRUVIfAVI/AAAAAAAADug/mpJo3oTpGaE/s1600-h/F21+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1WRUVIfAVI/AAAAAAAADug/mpJo3oTpGaE/s320/F21+dress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428404704321143122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1WRT92INqI/AAAAAAAADuY/5qnrfwJ4qD8/s1600-h/Adidas+top.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1WRT92INqI/AAAAAAAADuY/5qnrfwJ4qD8/s320/Adidas+top.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428404698070136482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1WRTlUwq4I/AAAAAAAADuQ/JtYbCdOzWqI/s1600-h/Adidas+tank.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1WRTlUwq4I/AAAAAAAADuQ/JtYbCdOzWqI/s320/Adidas+tank.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428404691487730562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1WRTRUmk8I/AAAAAAAADuI/3W4ZhrqJeQY/s1600-h/F21+wallet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1WRTRUmk8I/AAAAAAAADuI/3W4ZhrqJeQY/s320/F21+wallet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428404686118360002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1WRTBdYMhI/AAAAAAAADuA/LDJFFhXjVTU/s1600-h/F21+wallet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1WRTBdYMhI/AAAAAAAADuA/LDJFFhXjVTU/s320/F21+wallet2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428404681860198930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hinthint! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-4563390278450995992?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4563390278450995992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=4563390278450995992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4563390278450995992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4563390278450995992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/dirty-little-secret.html' title='dirty little secret'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1VwJzvJzvI/AAAAAAAADt4/jgLfrxbr_8Y/s72-c/checkmyphoneandtime,ofcourse.haha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-723436784049956601</id><published>2010-01-18T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:45:54.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i feel like a fool'/><title type='text'>boyf stealer. ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1RrisrIxHI/AAAAAAAADtw/nVWn9xclwy4/s1600-h/tumblr_kufdh4tXxz1qzr04eo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1RrisrIxHI/AAAAAAAADtw/nVWn9xclwy4/s320/tumblr_kufdh4tXxz1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428081694740104306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today wasn't a great start but I love today. I don't know why. I was late for school but luckily the gate didn't close yet. Assembly in the hall and you almost shouted when they say on the 12 FEBRUARY is a half day! :D You know, its my birthday. HAHAHA! I practically made an announcement during all the lessons that my birthday was on the 12 February. I love History lesson. I did pay attention but I did have fun too with Sue and Zafirah. I couldn't stop singing Nobody by WonderGirls. Lesson ended at almost 5PM and we headed to MacD to do alittle homework before heading home. Now, I should be doing my F&amp;N coursework but then I'm feeling a little lazy. ): I'm starting my tuition next month! Gaaaaahhhhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-723436784049956601?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/723436784049956601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=723436784049956601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/723436784049956601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/723436784049956601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/boyf-stealer.html' title='boyf stealer. ):'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1RrisrIxHI/AAAAAAAADtw/nVWn9xclwy4/s72-c/tumblr_kufdh4tXxz1qzr04eo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-4175498140990919441</id><published>2010-01-17T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T23:24:51.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tears are words that the heart can&apos;t express'/><title type='text'>Dee's Sweet Sixteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MouEC_kPI/AAAAAAAADrQ/DnDxxzWEKck/s1600-h/dee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MouEC_kPI/AAAAAAAADrQ/DnDxxzWEKck/s320/dee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427726747736969458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First and foremost, Happy Sweet Sixteen Birthday Nur Diyanah Binte Mustapha! Have an amzaing birthday, dear. Goodluck in your future and strive for your upcoming O'levels. We shall strive together, okay? Don't give up on I-know-who. I know you know what I mean. (: I love you, Dee! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... After madrasah just now, headed to Bukit Panjang Plaza. Bought storybooks :O, Dee's and Zafirah's presents and new sport shoe. I'm happy with my sport shoe now. HAHA! Bintang should understand what I mean because I don't wanna wear the same shoe as someone. -.- Dinner at Banquet before heading home. Homeworks still untouched and I don't intend to do any. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-4175498140990919441?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4175498140990919441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=4175498140990919441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4175498140990919441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4175498140990919441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/dees-sweet-sixteen.html' title='Dee&apos;s Sweet Sixteen'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MouEC_kPI/AAAAAAAADrQ/DnDxxzWEKck/s72-c/dee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-7633492093403282971</id><published>2010-01-16T20:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T23:09:19.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t wanna be called a boyf stealer.'/><title type='text'>Dee's Birthday Celebration!</title><content type='html'>Currently am at datuk's house.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1GztEznDXI/AAAAAAAADrA/F8PMKueH97Y/s1600-h/DSCN3671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1GztEznDXI/AAAAAAAADrA/F8PMKueH97Y/s320/DSCN3671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427316612923854194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First and foremost, Happy Sweet Sixteen Birthday to my dearessssssttttttt Bestfriend, Nur Zafirah Binte Ramlan! ♥ Have a wonderful birthday alright even though you can't celebrate it with me! :P Haha. Good luck in your life and strive for your O'levels. Jiayou, I know you can do it! :D I love you Bestfriend.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1GztnvFctI/AAAAAAAADrI/NSWfxuQfL0g/s1600-h/DSCN3672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1GztnvFctI/AAAAAAAADrI/NSWfxuQfL0g/s320/DSCN3672.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427316622300115666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we went to Dee's crib to celebrate her birthday. Celebrated with cake, mee soto and pizza! :D Hope you love it. The plan went havoc alot of times this morning. I kept humming to random songs and they don't like it. HAHA! I happy whattt. LOL. Fake lah. After the mini clebration, we headed to town but I could only spend less than half an hour there cause had to go Datuk's house early. Im sad! ): I went there specially to repair my phone. So now I'm stuck with that budget phone. -.- The oldies is now gossiping about the hot topic. Heh. Dee's birthday is tomorrow! :D More picures on Facebook/Wany's Facebook/Shuhadah's Facebook/Dee's Facebook! That if they upload it. I know Wany will. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-7633492093403282971?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/7633492093403282971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=7633492093403282971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/7633492093403282971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/7633492093403282971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/dees-birthday-celebration.html' title='Dee&apos;s Birthday Celebration!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1GztEznDXI/AAAAAAAADrA/F8PMKueH97Y/s72-c/DSCN3671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-8424476084312248819</id><published>2010-01-15T22:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T00:01:37.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the truth hurts but a lie is worse'/><title type='text'>I don't wanna be a boyf stealer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MsSWmeWbI/AAAAAAAADrY/ZPEB5FayDQE/s1600-h/tumblr_kvmkfyLdnF1qaobbko1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MsSWmeWbI/AAAAAAAADrY/ZPEB5FayDQE/s320/tumblr_kvmkfyLdnF1qaobbko1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427730669727799730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;School today was filled with awesome lesson except for POA of course! :) I was caught sleeping in English lesson. :P After tarian today, STAR leaders organised a BBQ in school.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MuHozNRGI/AAAAAAAADro/qDKTiB7hwtk/s1600-h/nayake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MuHozNRGI/AAAAAAAADro/qDKTiB7hwtk/s320/nayake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427732684657738850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The BBQ was awesome! Expecially with wonderful people. BBQ ended almost at 9PM. I didn't eat much but I still had alot of fun. I didn't know why but I can't eat much this few days.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MuIAgQC6I/AAAAAAAADr4/Khaq-KMcMec/s1600-h/sulis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MuIAgQC6I/AAAAAAAADr4/Khaq-KMcMec/s320/sulis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427732691020680098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sulis didn't stop eating. She kept asking me if I wanted to eat. Everytime I snap her picture, she'll be eating. -.- Thanks Ms Lim for the ice cream. Many was fighting over the ice cream. Yumyum! :D&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MvUqrXlaI/AAAAAAAADsg/ZigEhdqwhik/s1600-h/hafiz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MvUqrXlaI/AAAAAAAADsg/ZigEhdqwhik/s320/hafiz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427734008011658658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hate chasing after Hafiz for I-don't-know how many times. He love to make me chase after him. Grrrrr......! D:&lt; He thought that we snapped his picture but actually we snapped "someone's" picture for someone special. Then because of that I had to chase him around the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MvTwuKU5I/AAAAAAAADsQ/PHpkHKSDA_k/s1600-h/hidayat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MvTwuKU5I/AAAAAAAADsQ/PHpkHKSDA_k/s320/hidayat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427733992454116242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love Hidayat's accent. We shared a little secret with Hidayat. We are BBFS! That was created for him to tell us the secret. He actually used us to walk him to the busstop! Dammit. But, I'll melt everytime I hear him talk.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MwJByHlWI/AAAAAAAADso/ka5HuuQR0m0/s1600-h/afiq%26arfah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MwJByHlWI/AAAAAAAADso/ka5HuuQR0m0/s320/afiq%26arfah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427734907567183202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love teasing and snapping Afiq's and Arfah's pictures! :D :D It has been my favourite past time.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MvUG3-MhI/AAAAAAAADsY/gM3l5mchm6o/s1600-h/liyana%27s+cam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MvUG3-MhI/AAAAAAAADsY/gM3l5mchm6o/s320/liyana%27s+cam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427733998400844306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love using Liyana's camera to snap pictures eventhough Shazlina kept teasing me. Thanks Liyana for asking me to flood your camera. (: Send me pictures soon! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MuHGHoffI/AAAAAAAADrg/47fKjOgKVq8/s1600-h/qhairiq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MuHGHoffI/AAAAAAAADrg/47fKjOgKVq8/s320/qhairiq.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427732675348168178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet my White Ranger! LOL! I have to say something, someone's jealous about this picture. I can't stand it but laugh until my stomach hurts.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MvToVKZxI/AAAAAAAADsI/2EiurmbrOSU/s1600-h/haikal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MvToVKZxI/AAAAAAAADsI/2EiurmbrOSU/s320/haikal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427733990201779986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't this guy cute?! I met him during the Secondary One Orientation Camp. He is so cute and really friendly. He'll always say "Hello" to me when he sees me. (:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MuIlrvCYI/AAAAAAAADsA/lO6KQANR9uI/s1600-h/erliana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MuIlrvCYI/AAAAAAAADsA/lO6KQANR9uI/s320/erliana.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427732701000960386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I share secrets with her! Big secrets! She is my spy. (:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MuH-KO5OI/AAAAAAAADrw/G46j-Mjv18s/s1600-h/difference.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MuH-KO5OI/AAAAAAAADrw/G46j-Mjv18s/s320/difference.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427732690391459042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't stop laughing at this picture! Look at how tall they are. Or look at how short I am. -.- HAHAHA!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1Mzhu_ojOI/AAAAAAAADto/wgpOhrFFcb0/s1600-h/two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1Mzhu_ojOI/AAAAAAAADto/wgpOhrFFcb0/s320/two.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427738630555208930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MzhWya0UI/AAAAAAAADtg/LdZdT_MDvU4/s1600-h/one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MzhWya0UI/AAAAAAAADtg/LdZdT_MDvU4/s320/one.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427738624057332034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MzhLqETBI/AAAAAAAADtY/L-YY1fyfvOI/s1600-h/three.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MzhLqETBI/AAAAAAAADtY/L-YY1fyfvOI/s320/three.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427738621069511698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1Mzgzqcq6I/AAAAAAAADtQ/VS3F3gxc0jk/s1600-h/three.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1Mzgzqcq6I/AAAAAAAADtQ/VS3F3gxc0jk/s320/three.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427738614628658082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Overall, I enjoyed the BBQ alot with wonderful people. Funny people and crazy people. I want more of this pleaseeeee! :D More pictures on Facebook/ Vman's Facebook. I'll try upload the picture on Liyana's camera once she send me, okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-8424476084312248819?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8424476084312248819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=8424476084312248819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8424476084312248819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/8424476084312248819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-wanna-be-boyf-stealer.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna be a boyf stealer'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S1MsSWmeWbI/AAAAAAAADrY/ZPEB5FayDQE/s72-c/tumblr_kvmkfyLdnF1qaobbko1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-1194349518554920699</id><published>2010-01-14T16:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:44:06.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you put quite a show really had me going'/><title type='text'>I look so dumb right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S07tPvLoBCI/AAAAAAAADq4/IYDPokmCC-c/s1600-h/tumblr_kswmmt1zfN1qzmnlso1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S07tPvLoBCI/AAAAAAAADq4/IYDPokmCC-c/s320/tumblr_kswmmt1zfN1qzmnlso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426535455647073314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Surprisingly, lesson today was much better except for Math. History was first and I was crapping the whole time with Sue and BFF! Maths was suckish. I didn't know there was a test. I felt like tearing again. Sulis knows why. ): Thanks BFFE. And, now I have Faeez to complain to if Sulis is busy concentrating. Faeez can be trusted and I trust him! Faeez, you owe me Starbucks! YAY! I was freezing in Malay lesson. You know what? Cikgu suddenly talked about marriage. -.- I lazy to hear so I laid my head on the table and sleep. It was freaking cold you know. Mee Bandung for recess before Chemistry lesson. I was really &lt;i&gt;jakun&lt;/i&gt; about my new pen and highligter. You know the one that can erase off. Sulis and Faeez kept showing me the dash-dot-dash face. I don't like. Unexpectedly, I enjoy today's English lesson! :D I feel so free today because school ended at 1.30PM. (: I was spinning and spinning around as I went down to the canteen. I did homwork with Wany, Faeez and Rahim before heading home. I took almost one hour to reach home. You know why? Because Hanis, Wany and I was talking about something really "serious". HAHA! Kay, BFF's and Dee's birthday is cominggggggggggggg~ I'm excited! :D Still have yet to get them anything but will get it soon. Sweet sixteen huh? :D Kay, I'm waiting for someone's sms. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-1194349518554920699?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1194349518554920699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=1194349518554920699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/1194349518554920699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/1194349518554920699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-look-so-dumb-right-now.html' title='I look so dumb right now'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S07tPvLoBCI/AAAAAAAADq4/IYDPokmCC-c/s72-c/tumblr_kswmmt1zfN1qzmnlso1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-5039159826716461822</id><published>2010-01-13T20:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:53:41.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss you but i&apos;m trying not to care anymore.'/><title type='text'>I CAN DO IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S028o_KdMtI/AAAAAAAADqw/1y3eTRXAeAU/s1600-h/tumblr_kvt0bjsKZA1qzi81zo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426200538387395282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S028o_KdMtI/AAAAAAAADqw/1y3eTRXAeAU/s320/tumblr_kvt0bjsKZA1qzi81zo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was really suckish. Lessons was alright except for F&amp;N lesson. Most of us was stressed with the coursework that we broke down on the spot itself. Some cried in the toilet silently but some just cried there on the spot. It's only the starting and we're already feeling very pressurised. Teacher's should seriously stop reminding us that we only have a few months to our O'levels. I feel so stress up currently. Today hasn't been good for me. Tarian today was alright. New steps for Chinese New Year celebration performance. Frankly, I can't concentrate after I found out something. Seriously, I was putting a fake smile. I'm trying to be strong but I guess I'm just not strong enough. Did homeworks after tarian. Consultation with Ms Zhang and I feel so demoralized that I couldn't do most of the Math question. Sorry guys but I just can't control my tears. Ikar, B and BFFE thanks for being there. (: S too. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why continue lying? Why continue giving people false hopes? Stop it. I realise I shouldn't have believe you. I shouldn't have fallen for your trap. I don't steal other people's boyfriend, okay. I may look strong on the outside but I'm not. I'm force to fake a smile, a laughter everyday of my life. I may still ....... but.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-5039159826716461822?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5039159826716461822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=5039159826716461822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5039159826716461822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5039159826716461822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-can-do-it.html' title='I CAN DO IT!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S028o_KdMtI/AAAAAAAADqw/1y3eTRXAeAU/s72-c/tumblr_kvt0bjsKZA1qzi81zo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-6910059715379864691</id><published>2010-01-12T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:07:15.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i tetap masih jealous. :P'/><title type='text'>eleventh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0yQ16TsIBI/AAAAAAAADqQ/uzn-Fzp1nbU/s1600-h/tumblr_ks37763ci71qa445to1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425870906933911570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0yQ16TsIBI/AAAAAAAADqQ/uzn-Fzp1nbU/s320/tumblr_ks37763ci71qa445to1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's TWELVE today! &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss saying that. :S I have to hide me feelings eventhough I know you're the one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; Today marks the day of the release of F&amp;amp;N O'level Coursework Part A paper! Gosh, I don't know which question I should choose. Okay, I have to work hard for the coursework! Its only the second week of school but I feel so stress up already.I feel like dropping POA. Help, should I drop the subject or not? I can't take it any longer. P.E lesson today was great I shall say. Physical conditioning and it's quite good. (: I can't believe I just said that. But, it was really tiring. And did I mention that we have to climb up to the sixth level. Dammit. Thanks Shuhadah and Sulis for accompanying me do Social Studies homework. (: They came over to my crib to do homework. Luckily they came or else I'll be facing the computer from just now and not do my homework. Now, it's 11.30PM and yes, I've finally finish my homework. Sulis and Shuhadah is home. I kept remimding Shuhdah to finish her homework before going to sleep. Talking about sleep, I'm suppose to be asleep now and yes, I'm feeling really sleepy but then I'm waiting for someone to text me or maybe for someone to online. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-6910059715379864691?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/6910059715379864691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=6910059715379864691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6910059715379864691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6910059715379864691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/eleventh.html' title='eleventh'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0yQ16TsIBI/AAAAAAAADqQ/uzn-Fzp1nbU/s72-c/tumblr_ks37763ci71qa445to1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-1279796131013271727</id><published>2010-01-11T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T18:56:52.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0r67bfbgzI/AAAAAAAADqI/u3QOUqVEBIU/s1600-h/tumblr_ksplhl7bW31qzilpso1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0r67bfbgzI/AAAAAAAADqI/u3QOUqVEBIU/s320/tumblr_ksplhl7bW31qzilpso1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425424600019993394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BACK TO LESSONS. (: Lessons today was quite alright but I can't stand sitting beside Faeez. He crack up alot of stupid jokes and makes me not paying attention in class. I dont know why but I feel like the canteen is very, very, very pack today. Is it me or is it always very, very, very pack? Haha. English lesson, I got people into trouble. Thats what they say. Haha. Manage to skip Physics lesson because of the Olevel results. I texted Izzah as soon as I was in the hall. Saw so many crying. Gosh, it makes me feel super nervous now. Manage to comfort Kak Liyana when I saw her crying. Well... Cheer up alright? You did well. (: Something really hillarious happen just now, Mr Silvam went up to me and ask me how I did for my O'level. -.- So, I was like I got A1 for all my stujects and he actually beleive but finally realize that I haven't took my O'level soon after that. Okay, I shall start working hard from today onwards! I don't want to be one of them who cries tears of regret or sadness but I want to be one who cries tears of joy. I want to be the one who jumps for joy! I can do it and I will do it! :D :D Jiayou, Ryhna! Stayed back after school and did homwork. Something damn disgusting happened. I went to to toilet with Sulis. As I step into the toilet, I couldn't take the smell of the toilet so I went out. Then when I was outside, I felt like vomitting. Gosh, I can't stand the smell of the toilet that I actually feel like vomitting. Bluek. You know the disgusting part was I swallowed my vomit. Hahahaha! Ewwwww..... grosss. :S Headed home at around 4.30PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on planning to hit MacD &lt;strong&gt;alone&lt;/strong&gt; to study. But, I don't think I'll be doing so because I've finsihed all my homeworks and that this computer is telling me to stay away from the books. Hehe. Did I say that the new maid is coming today?! Wow, like finally. Actually we have to wait for another one month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I jealous tau tapi I dah malas nak layan. &lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-1279796131013271727?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1279796131013271727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=1279796131013271727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/1279796131013271727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/1279796131013271727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-lessons.html' title='Back to lessons'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0r67bfbgzI/AAAAAAAADqI/u3QOUqVEBIU/s72-c/tumblr_ksplhl7bW31qzilpso1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-9184439488238352698</id><published>2010-01-10T13:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:38:21.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ you&apos;re my heartbreaker'/><title type='text'>MAJOR SPRING CLEANING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lrBhBEXpI/AAAAAAAADpg/lRNVUk8PAqo/s1600-h/cry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424984899931365010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lrBhBEXpI/AAAAAAAADpg/lRNVUk8PAqo/s320/cry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the past two weeks, there was a major spring cleaning at my house. Moved my books to the new book shelves and finally yesterday, house was clean! But, you know being a lazy girl I decided to meet up with Sulis instead and not help out with the spring cleaning yesterday. I didnt want to help clean! I wanted to go to Temasek Poly Open House but Sulis didn't reply my messages until almost 2PM. She went to my house at 3PM and ended up having to wait outside my house for half an hour. We went to Teck Whye market to alter my skirt first before heading to MacD. Intended to do homework but then saw Wany and D at MacD so we ended up doing some story telling. (: I headed home with Wany and D. They followed me home and I gave away heels to Wany. I already gave alot of things. Such as heels, sport shoes, wallet etcetc. Went home and helped alittle by browsing through my cute baby photos. You can't imagine how chubby I was wehn I was a little girl. I shall post some of the pictures soon. You should check out my cute baby photos. (: I was shocked when I found my cupboard and book shelves was neatly clean. Mummy cleaned it. I was shocked you know cause first there's too many personal stuff and secondly it was in a major mess. How in the world did she manage to clean it. Gotta thank Mummy cause or else until now my stuff would still be in a mess. Kay, gotta get ready for madrasah. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-9184439488238352698?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/9184439488238352698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=9184439488238352698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/9184439488238352698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/9184439488238352698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/major-spring-cleaning.html' title='MAJOR SPRING CLEANING!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lrBhBEXpI/AAAAAAAADpg/lRNVUk8PAqo/s72-c/cry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-5646377132180996371</id><published>2010-01-08T21:25:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:42:21.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry. ):'/><title type='text'>CAMP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lSB-5N7jI/AAAAAAAADmg/GeMKaj07lSY/s1600-h/ry.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424957420160806450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lSB-5N7jI/AAAAAAAADmg/GeMKaj07lSY/s320/ry.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Past two days was awesome. Camp was A-M-A-Z-I-N-G eventhough I do feel challenged alot of times! I really had alot of fun with 1BOMBASTIC! They were great including the class leaders -- Ros&amp;amp;Terry plus Iieqah, Shu&amp;amp;Hafiz!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0ldCyx9fVI/AAAAAAAADoI/fDG02ogWDHw/s1600-h/1b+leaders!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424969528716918098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0ldCyx9fVI/AAAAAAAADoI/fDG02ogWDHw/s320/1b+leaders!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really salute Terry. I'm so impressed. (: Iieqah and Shu wouldn't stop making me laugh alot until my tummy hurts. Hafiz woulnd't make me stop shouting and chasing after him. He lastic me alot of times okay. For the past two days, we have to come to school at 6.30AM and yes, I was late. Met up with Shu, Farah, Sulis and Iieqah first. Let's talk about the first day. In the morining after getting the logistics items, joined classes while waiting until 3PM for games. On the first day, we went around different classes to join and help out. Lunch was alright. I didn't finish my food for the two days. Because I couldn't stand the spiciness. :P&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lZfWLpTxI/AAAAAAAADnA/ksZnP1pagNY/s1600-h/day1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424965621209714450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lZfWLpTxI/AAAAAAAADnA/ksZnP1pagNY/s320/day1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lWh7pJPjI/AAAAAAAADmo/KfyaY7UXGkc/s1600-h/B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424962367090409010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lWh7pJPjI/AAAAAAAADmo/KfyaY7UXGkc/s320/B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Farah kept calling me B for the second day. B, somebody spoilt our perfect picture lahhhh! Kay to the person, who wants to know who I dislike, this a BIG clue for you. Then at 2PM, all the games people went to their respective venues. I stayed in the hall because my venue was at the hall. Suddenly, came this little boy running towards me crying. I was shocked. And guess why he cried? He cried because his friend spray water at him. -.- Games started soon after that. And, I felt like giving up! I was really fed up with the Sec 1s. We had to shout and threaten them alot of times. After games, was the water games! Iieqah and I was running everywhere. After the water games, Iieqah, Shu and I was the first to clean up before we helped out with the cleanning. LOL!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lXR66QtZI/AAAAAAAADmw/yyS-KCjQ3qU/s1600-h/Iieqah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424963191527486866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lXR66QtZI/AAAAAAAADmw/yyS-KCjQ3qU/s320/Iieqah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have debrief before finally going home. Went to MacD for dinner with Shu, Rayyan and Nasrul. I love flooding Vman's camera with my pictures.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0laNJdKREI/AAAAAAAADnw/TRPNyUvAvuw/s1600-h/day1.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966408067499074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0laNJdKREI/AAAAAAAADnw/TRPNyUvAvuw/s320/day1.6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lZ9KgNXbI/AAAAAAAADno/tngCSAI0aMo/s1600-h/day1.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966133470813618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lZ9KgNXbI/AAAAAAAADno/tngCSAI0aMo/s320/day1.5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lZ8l1e9bI/AAAAAAAADng/r_kEdg7azMA/s1600-h/day1.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966123627935154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lZ8l1e9bI/AAAAAAAADng/r_kEdg7azMA/s320/day1.4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lZ8Mlm3HI/AAAAAAAADnY/Gg2rNyCTSNY/s1600-h/day1.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966116850457714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lZ8Mlm3HI/AAAAAAAADnY/Gg2rNyCTSNY/s320/day1.3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lZ7y4okLI/AAAAAAAADnQ/m80VbV-Eqgg/s1600-h/day1.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966109950939314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lZ7y4okLI/AAAAAAAADnQ/m80VbV-Eqgg/s320/day1.2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lZ7gAJtxI/AAAAAAAADnI/tMwFrzsL-nk/s1600-h/day1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966104882198290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lZ7gAJtxI/AAAAAAAADnI/tMwFrzsL-nk/s320/day1.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out Facebook, there's more pictures! Day 2 was much better! I love Day 2 (: &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lbbQRLiQI/AAAAAAAADn4/CcQAkOWTjso/s1600-h/day2.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424967749926095106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lbbQRLiQI/AAAAAAAADn4/CcQAkOWTjso/s320/day2.3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lb6zHAUAI/AAAAAAAADoA/WZQ45xnOUDc/s1600-h/bombastic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424968291854602242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lb6zHAUAI/AAAAAAAADoA/WZQ45xnOUDc/s320/bombastic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 2, we joined Class 1B! I love them alot. They rocks my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; socks! :D We helped them with their class cheer! They were awesome. Eventhough, you guys didn't win the cheer competition, you guys are still the best! :D Snack time and flooded Vman's camera again with our pictures! Meet my favourite girls during the camp. (:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0ldxx46TwI/AAAAAAAADog/Y9U7DD_cxxI/s1600-h/day2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424970335931485954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0ldxx46TwI/AAAAAAAADog/Y9U7DD_cxxI/s320/day2.2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0ldxlYi1eI/AAAAAAAADoY/W54UhpZuCSQ/s1600-h/day2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424970332574504418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0ldxlYi1eI/AAAAAAAADoY/W54UhpZuCSQ/s320/day2.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0ldxMoPlPI/AAAAAAAADoQ/IfLGw7xKE_M/s1600-h/day2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424970325929465074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0ldxMoPlPI/AAAAAAAADoQ/IfLGw7xKE_M/s320/day2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After snack time was Eweb which is also known as Emotional Web! There was this really sweet guy who came up to me and said something really sweet to me. In the hall, they played really sad songs. Iieqah and I went to Hairul's class and Qhairiq was there sharing his story with them. Yes, it made them cried. Just hearing it make me cry also. Qhairiq practically made most of the Sec 1s cried because of his story. When back to 1B class and as I talked, I cried even more. I can't stop crying you know. As I comfort the Sec 1s, I cried again.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lex0PNygI/AAAAAAAADoo/JQr7nbtJx9g/s1600-h/day2.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424971436073536002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lex0PNygI/AAAAAAAADoo/JQr7nbtJx9g/s320/day2.4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many of them have to come up to me and give me a hug to calm me down. I kept telling the girls how much I appreciated them as a friend. We then did a group hug and promised that we'll love each other forever! :D Many have to comfort me and I'm so touched. Quote for the day, "Appreciate and treasure your friends now, don't wait until they are no longer there." After the really emotional activity, was the mini sing along session! It was awesome!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lgY2mRJcI/AAAAAAAADpA/NxUAkU7qdQg/s1600-h/day2.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424973206233621954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lgY2mRJcI/AAAAAAAADpA/NxUAkU7qdQg/s320/day2.7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lgYpmKBzI/AAAAAAAADo4/hu6syx9GKBc/s1600-h/day2.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424973202743494450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lgYpmKBzI/AAAAAAAADo4/hu6syx9GKBc/s320/day2.6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lgYfTA8RI/AAAAAAAADow/ciM62yHzHgA/s1600-h/day2.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424973199978852626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lgYfTA8RI/AAAAAAAADow/ciM62yHzHgA/s320/day2.5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0mlu1WrNfI/AAAAAAAADpw/L-EH8o1qkKQ/s1600-h/jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0mlu1WrNfI/AAAAAAAADpw/L-EH8o1qkKQ/s320/jump.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425049450159224306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0mluaH3nlI/AAAAAAAADpo/L090BMm6ZWI/s1600-h/kallang+wave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0mluaH3nlI/AAAAAAAADpo/L090BMm6ZWI/s320/kallang+wave.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425049442849365586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We did the kallang wave, sang, we jumped, we wave our hands, we clap in the air and we had alot of FUN! That's the most important part! I really enjoyed the mosh pit wannabe part!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0mlvvgRWxI/AAAAAAAADqA/GPZqglcnw5c/s1600-h/moshpit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0mlvvgRWxI/AAAAAAAADqA/GPZqglcnw5c/s320/moshpit2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425049465768729362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0mlvFsebTI/AAAAAAAADp4/5U1Q7KKs114/s1600-h/moshpit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0mlvFsebTI/AAAAAAAADp4/5U1Q7KKs114/s320/moshpit1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425049454545628466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL! Soon after was lunch and then the malay boys have to go for their Friday prayers. &lt;s&gt;Some&lt;/s&gt;most of them didn't bring their &lt;i&gt;sarongs&lt;/i&gt;, so they have to borrow &lt;i&gt;kains&lt;/i&gt; from Malay Dance. They very &lt;i&gt;cerewet&lt;/i&gt; I tell you. When the malay boys went for their Friday prayers, the rest of them have to rehearse their class cheers and also rehearse for Initiation Ceremony. When they malay boys were back, rehearse class cheer again before it was finally the Cheer competition! More dance and more singing! Mass dance was great, awesome, amazing! We had debrief, exchange phone numbers, emails and snap pictures. This was another one of the sad part because Terry wasn't there and most of them were asking for Terry. Terry was sweet enough to buy them chocolates. I could see that they were really touched by Terry's gesture. Another stupid thing I did, I was finding someone to help us snap a picture, so I &lt;strong&gt;THOUGHT&lt;/strong&gt; I saw Alloysius but it was not him. I was confidently calling Alloysius name when it was Hairul. -.- How lame can I get. The pictures Hairul took was always blur.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0ljQxvmv0I/AAAAAAAADpQ/LyMFggcnlOM/s1600-h/DSC01149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424976366026538818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0ljQxvmv0I/AAAAAAAADpQ/LyMFggcnlOM/s320/DSC01149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0ljQnEMPtI/AAAAAAAADpI/Jhgr1F_v92A/s1600-h/DSC01148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424976363160092370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0ljQnEMPtI/AAAAAAAADpI/Jhgr1F_v92A/s320/DSC01148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But, Qhairiq also known as White Ranger(our secret!) came to the rescue and took a much clearer picture! I'm Pink Ranger by the way. (:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0ljyTTNC7I/AAAAAAAADpY/J3AkLzAPl3M/s1600-h/DSC01150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424976941969902514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0ljyTTNC7I/AAAAAAAADpY/J3AkLzAPl3M/s320/DSC01150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back to the hall. Bid goodbye. More hugs and hi-fives before having our debrief. After debrief, Shu, Iieqah, B and Sulis stayed in school to have dinner! I chocked onto my food twice, okay. All thanks to them for making me laugh! And not forgetting I &lt;i&gt;tersemboh&lt;/i&gt; my drink five times because they made me burst out laughing with their lame jokes. We talked, laugh, joke and did alot of stupid things! Headed home at 7.30PM like that and was still laughing on the way home. Overall, I enjoyed my day with really awesome people like the STAR leaders, the Sec 1s and of course my dearest girls. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and straight away I online. Sec 1s wouldn't stop texting me and chatting with me. One was talking crap the whole time that makes me really lazy to entertain him. HAHA! B, I jealous tau but I know you love me, right? HAHA! Farah knows the meaning behind it, rightttttt? I think I fought with him about this small matter. Don't know if we fought or not but I take it as we fought. &lt;strong&gt;I hope you read this okay.&lt;/strong&gt; If you think I pissed you off, you pissed me off even more. Stop forcing me to tell you because I have my own reasons why I don't want to tell you. To you its really not difficult to say it but to me it is as difficult as getting an animal to talk(heck care, I have no other idea). I told you to find out yourself means to find out yourself. Stop forcing me and I don't know if it ends up getting pissed with me. I'm sorry if it pissed you off but you pissed me off. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Farah, would be a great help to you, fyi. ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out more pictures on Facebook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-5646377132180996371?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5646377132180996371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=5646377132180996371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5646377132180996371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5646377132180996371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/camp.html' title='CAMP!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0lSB-5N7jI/AAAAAAAADmg/GeMKaj07lSY/s72-c/ry.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-4824536414135337015</id><published>2010-01-06T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:56:12.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss you.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0Sb7CvhxJI/AAAAAAAADmQ/5R4jjXnmv8E/s1600-h/tumblr_krs2gtyWuk1qzmci9o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0Sb7CvhxJI/AAAAAAAADmQ/5R4jjXnmv8E/s320/tumblr_krs2gtyWuk1qzmci9o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423631289911723154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lessons today was much better than yesterday. During, Malay lesson as always, Cikgu will do some story telling and this time I feel so guilty after what he told all of us about that Cikgu. F&amp;N and Social Studies lesson was fun! How amazing. (: Faeez taught me alot of horny stuff during F&amp;N lesson. We talked about alot of stuff. You know, Faeez been very iritating. I cannot stand sitting beside him. He make lame jokes everytime lah. I &lt;i&gt;merajuk&lt;/i&gt; with Sulis after recess because she have to go up to class alone since she didn't go down for recess and the rest went for Art at the Art room. HAHA! Fake lah, I didn't &lt;i&gt;merajuk&lt;/i&gt;. :D Dismissed at 12.30PM and got ready for CCA Fair. Tiring. After CCA Fair, leaders meeting at 5PM before waiting for Shuhadah to finish her CCA. Dee, Banso&amp;Sulis didn't want to entertain my nonsense. Sad lah. Tomorrow Sec One Orientation Camp! I am excited! :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-4824536414135337015?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4824536414135337015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=4824536414135337015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4824536414135337015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/4824536414135337015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/lessons-today-was-much-better-than.html' title=''/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0Sb7CvhxJI/AAAAAAAADmQ/5R4jjXnmv8E/s72-c/tumblr_krs2gtyWuk1qzmci9o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-5543252616998104959</id><published>2010-01-05T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:56:17.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I never realise I needed you.'/><title type='text'>I'm not sombong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0Mu2SJD7yI/AAAAAAAADmA/t6I10BBWhYo/s1600-h/tumblr_ksk1ln5ZAH1qzu1fjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0Mu2SJD7yI/AAAAAAAADmA/t6I10BBWhYo/s320/tumblr_ksk1ln5ZAH1qzu1fjo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423229886401867554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to school with a heavy bag plus I have to carry piles of books. I climbed up to the sixth floor and by the time I reached my class, I was gasping for breath! I fall and just sat in front of the door! Wth, how am I gonna survive for the rest of this year? :O Lessons was suckish because again teachers wouldn't stop reminding us about O'levels. I was half asleep for most of the lessons. Yeah, I know I promised not to sleep during lessons but then I couldn't help it! The only lesson I really paid attention to was History. Unbelievable? But, its true! :O How amazing, right? After school, did preparation for CCA Fair and was homed at 6PM. Should I do Social Studies homework or not? :S I lazy and moreover I have not studied that chapter. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-5543252616998104959?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5543252616998104959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=5543252616998104959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5543252616998104959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/5543252616998104959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-went-to-school-with-heavy-bag-plus-i.html' title='I&apos;m not sombong!'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0Mu2SJD7yI/AAAAAAAADmA/t6I10BBWhYo/s72-c/tumblr_ksk1ln5ZAH1qzu1fjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-6529260776876525510</id><published>2010-01-04T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:24:26.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imy'/><title type='text'>I hate it when people go, "Ry, dah sombong eh sekarang?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0HNeGjiq4I/AAAAAAAADl4/aaSeuMi0p3I/s1600-h/313e1ca4b782611a_4109868719_86ba67ff60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422841343370242946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0HNeGjiq4I/AAAAAAAADl4/aaSeuMi0p3I/s320/313e1ca4b782611a_4109868719_86ba67ff60.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I dragged my feets to the toilet this morning to shower. Little brat was really enthusiatic of school today. She woke up damn early than me. I woke up at 6AM but was still half asleep. Bintangs wouldn't stop texting me and got free lecture from Daddy telling me about how I should perform this year since its O'level year. School was really suckish because teachers kept reminding us that we're taking our O'levels this year. Wany made me laugh non-stop during assembly. I sat with Sulis again this year plus Kimberley and Leonda. But, they change place so I'm sitting with Sulis, Faeez and Leonda. Faeez wouldn't stop iritating me. He iritate me more day by day. Had to meet up with Cikgu after school regarding some stuff. The new refrigerator and washing machince just arrive just now when I reach home. Tomorrow is officially the start of hell. Lessons starting tomorrow and there goes all my afternoons. Dammit. Anyway, my face look very shitty in the digital yearbook! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RandomfandomI: Something/Someone make me jelaous today! Two people yknow? First Sulis found herself a new bestfriend today! *roll eyes* And secondly, 'A' found a new I-know-what. Call me jealous for all I care. :P &lt;i&gt;Tetapi, cemburu tandanya sayang!&lt;/i&gt; Awwww.... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RandomfandomII: I feel like killing Farah! You know why? She told someone about my small paragraph for that someone. You know how embarrassed I was! I didn't know that someone would read then you go tell that someone. -.- Where I going to put my face huh Farah?! Grrrrr.....!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-6529260776876525510?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/6529260776876525510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=6529260776876525510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6529260776876525510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/6529260776876525510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-hate-it-when-people-go-ry-dah-sombong.html' title='I hate it when people go, &quot;Ry, dah sombong eh sekarang?&quot;'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/S0HNeGjiq4I/AAAAAAAADl4/aaSeuMi0p3I/s72-c/313e1ca4b782611a_4109868719_86ba67ff60.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-3396588195049919468</id><published>2010-01-01T00:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:11:36.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy new year'/><title type='text'>YEAR 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its the New Year. I hope year 2010 would be a fresh start. I can't believe that its already the year 2010. Can you imagine it? That means, I'll be taking my O'levels this year! How time flies so fast! I should put year 2009 behind since now is year 2010. Year 009 may be a suckish year but I'm sure year 2010 would be a better one. Nothing gonna be in my way. I'll make sure I'll have a better year 2010. Well.... New year means New Year's Resolution! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Priorities my studies and no more procrastinating my school work! Manage my&lt;br /&gt;time well! I shall strive for my O'levels. I shall not disappoint my parents.&lt;br /&gt;This means I have to be more attentive in class and not sleep during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Aim for O'level point to be 12 or below! Jia you Ryhna!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go out lesser and spend more time with my family instead of spending most of&lt;br /&gt;my time with friends. This also means to listen to parents more often. Not to be&lt;br /&gt;rebellious! Give in to sister even how iritating she may be.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shop lesser. Scrimp and save! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a much better person/daughter/sister/cousin/friend/student/human. Treat people better. To forgive and to forget. Not to forgive even if I can't&lt;br /&gt;forget.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;May all my wishes come true. And have a great birthday! *hinthint*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smile, make sure nothing spoils my year. Always look on the bright side.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be dishearted over little things but instead always laugh at myself.&lt;br /&gt;Improve myself better. Be less cranky. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enjoy! after O'levels especially.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Move on completely because things won't always go your way. (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-3396588195049919468?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3396588195049919468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=3396588195049919468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3396588195049919468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/3396588195049919468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2010/01/year-2010.html' title='YEAR 2010'/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-1795501582141710655</id><published>2009-12-31T22:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:53:07.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/Szy3S1674uI/AAAAAAAADjQ/nTN0oZzWhR8/s1600-h/tumblr_krxry3knCK1qzwolho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/Szy3S1674uI/AAAAAAAADjQ/nTN0oZzWhR8/s320/tumblr_krxry3knCK1qzwolho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421409585787036386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spend my last day of 2009 with dearest Shuhadah! ♥ I was suppose to go out with Zen and celebrate the New Year with him but then he didn't sms me until about 5 plusplus when I was already out with Shuhadah. Initially, Shuhadah adn I planned to head to Town to window shop but then I complained that I will get tired and whatever nonsense. So decided to movie marathon at MacD but that me being a BIG lazybum, we ahd to cancel the plan. Why? Because I was feeling really lazy to bring my lappy. Then, we planned to take some random bus or the MRT to the last station and back to Choa Chu Kang. I complained that I wouldn't get a place to sit. I being super cranky today. Don't ask me why. I also dont know. Since I die die wanted to watch Alvin and The Chipmuck, we headed to Causeway to catch the 3.30PM show. I was half an hour late and we didnt manage to catch the movie not because I was late but because there was a super long queue at the ticket booth! Darns. We didn't even bother queuing. Headed to Woodlands Civic Centre to have brunch and we stayed there until almost 7PM just talking about what happened in year 2009. Long story, okay. On part Shuhadah even asked me why there was tears in my eyes! There's too many downs in year 2009. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just few more hours until year 2010. I dont know if I should look forward to it or not. Taking my O'level next year. Oh gosh. Thank you to Bintang and others for making parts of my year 2009 a wonderful one. Thanks for everything, thanks for the memories and thanks for being there for me. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/SzzCpI-P-pI/AAAAAAAADlQ/68AfpQrPKzw/s320/Suesue(!)0725.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421422063486237330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/SzzCqxgoqcI/AAAAAAAADlw/OLsyHqV4iiQ/s1600-h/DSCN2496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/SzzCqxgoqcI/AAAAAAAADlw/OLsyHqV4iiQ/s320/DSCN2496.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421422091547748802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/SzzCqchJkSI/AAAAAAAADlo/mjJSh88ydxc/s1600-h/seanyeo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/SzzCqchJkSI/AAAAAAAADlo/mjJSh88ydxc/s320/seanyeo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421422085912760610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/SzzBB1ajL4I/AAAAAAAADlI/MmT9vAR1L3k/s1600-h/DSC00930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/SzzBB1ajL4I/AAAAAAAADlI/MmT9vAR1L3k/s320/DSC00930.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421420288709701506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Year 2009 was filled with fun, laughter, memories of happiness, sadness and regretness. I hate year 2009. Wish for a better 2010. 2009 is coming to an end, Hello 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16534470-1795501582141710655?l=starred-eyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1795501582141710655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16534470&amp;postID=1795501582141710655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/1795501582141710655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16534470/posts/default/1795501582141710655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starred-eyed.blogspot.com/2009/12/spend-my-last-day-of-2009-with-dearest.html' title=''/><author><name>RAIHANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798727103027515213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXEa79FZ1hs/Szy3S1674uI/AAAAAAAADjQ/nTN0oZzWhR8/s72-c/tumblr_krxry3knCK1qzwolho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16534470.post-1206709196217217722</id><published>2009-12-31T00:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T10:16:53.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons.'/><title type='text'>Year 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Goodbye 2009, Hello 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;How fast time flies. Frankly, 2009 wasn't really a good year. I don't know where should I even start. I had to go through so many different obstacles. Friends come and go, parents getting unreasonable by day and results are getting from bad to worst. I just hope that since 2010 is a new year, all that would change. New year, new beginning. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;As a Daughter/Sister&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As a daughter this year, I didn't do my parents proud because my studies went from bad to worst. I was most of the time rebellious and very stubborn. I disappoint them time and time again. Sometimes they do get on my nerves but their nagging was just for my own good. But, being a very stu
