<?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-16884855</id><updated>2012-02-17T11:12:10.442+08:00</updated><category term='car license'/><category term='99'/><category term='sayang'/><category term='NASI LEMAK POWER'/><category term='Traffic Police HQ'/><category term='lost'/><category term='Era Farida'/><category term='darling'/><category term='handphone'/><category term='Music and lyrics'/><category term='revoke'/><category term='Secret rECipe.. monkey suit..'/><category term='bitches'/><category term='bite'/><category term='license'/><category term='blogskin'/><category term='Scissors-paper-stone'/><category term='tickle'/><category term='love'/><category term='196'/><category term='ITP'/><category term='peter parker'/><title type='text'>The thing that brought us together- LOVE</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the place where i pour out all my inner feelings.. I really love it..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>167</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-5683469043766421548</id><published>2009-08-06T19:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:57:29.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What hurts me the most...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much has happened since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've graduated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've given up on love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've made friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've went for interviews.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've laughed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the thing i'm most hurt is to read your tagged.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Snq8QX__mcI/AAAAAAAAAF4/VGSPp2zNQM8/s1600-h/hurtful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 157px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366808895471720898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Snq8QX__mcI/AAAAAAAAAF4/VGSPp2zNQM8/s320/hurtful.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Snq7CDrbXLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wmzTDLhEBLw/s1600-h/sial3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew you had this account. I never knew you would comment someone *missed you so much* when we were attached. I would never have found out if we didn't break up. You called me pompan sundal each and every time we argued, but now look back and reflect. I guess my past was never ever forgiven- thus we were unable have a good relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps I've lied to someone before that i was engaged to you coz i wanted him to give up calling me, and i did not want to hurt you. That was how much you're worth to me. I don't want any other guys in my life so i can only be with you!! and you could not even see that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad i found out. I'm glad you're moving on. Maybe we are just not fated to be together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And your blog post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/SnrBIcUe9SI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tWyDh5SpBSU/s1600-h/hurtful2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 157px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366814256750589218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/SnrBIcUe9SI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tWyDh5SpBSU/s320/hurtful2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So now i know what the actual reason she dump me"- What bull**** is this???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't tell me you still don't even know the reason i left you??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And about your mom seeing me with other guy. Who are you and your mom to judge this person. He's a friend that requested help from me regarding work. I don't even know why i'm explaining myself to you. It's just heartbreaking to know that you still dont know the actual reason i left you. There was never a guy in my life to cause this break-up!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope no other girls will have to go through what i went through with you. It has been a long 7 years with you with loads of tears as well as laughter. But this is as much as i can take. I just broke down and shattered into a million pieces the day my patience and tolerance for you dried up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-5683469043766421548?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/5683469043766421548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=5683469043766421548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/5683469043766421548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/5683469043766421548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-hurts-me-most.html' title='What hurts me the most...'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_2U6jLQ-650k/Snq8QX__mcI/AAAAAAAAAF4/VGSPp2zNQM8/s72-c/hurtful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-9088993195955223665</id><published>2008-06-03T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T19:30:00.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motor stuffs...</title><content type='html'>Hello.. Im back from the world of laziness...and this is definitely gonna be a super duper long post but i'll divide into different entries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;9-05-08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetheart bought me a new helmet ... and i super love the design.. AND and i want to design my helmet.. buying stickers for my helmet soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;12-05-08...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. sweetheart did pass his TP... so yeah... Hanisah is getting lazier by the day..&lt;br /&gt;coz her sweetheart is doting on her loads..&lt;br /&gt;HE sends her to school.. HE fetches her back from school..&lt;br /&gt;Im so LUCKY to have this guy in my life.. thanks so much sweetheart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;10-05-08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I participated in the FYI contest... there were 4 different contests and i won 3 of them.. 1 of which i did not win was the P-Ramlee the musical.. tsk..tsk..&lt;br /&gt;but its okey..&lt;br /&gt;i won tickets for 2 to the Titian Budaya Concert.. went with sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;and it was phenomenal...&lt;br /&gt;and i love the joget zapin.. the fashion show.. and MORE..&lt;br /&gt;and i love that sweetheart was with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the concert.. met with Ira... and her cute adek sedare i supposed.. hehe.. and went for dinner with them at MCDs at Marina Square...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;11-05-08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also won tickets for 2 to watch Evolusi KL drift at Marina Square.. hehe.. went there with sweetheart again..&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing was that we were standing together with the crowd when actually we had tickets..&lt;br /&gt;Well.. actually we thought the crowd also had tickets to watch the movie.. and i saw Aaron Aziz... though i think he looks different than in the TV.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;so in the end we took the risk and stepped forward to give our tix to the usher.. and whola..&lt;br /&gt;we are in...&lt;br /&gt;so much for standing outside with them.. GUNDU...&lt;br /&gt;well.. those outside didnt have any tix but they were allowed in so long there were empty spaces...&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.. right behind of us.. Mohd Shahril.. anugerah skrin winner..was sitting behind us..&lt;br /&gt;and he was also acting in the film.. but pelakon tambahan aje..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for the malaysia film festival week.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;and the last thing that i won from the FYI programme was a peepshow CD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contd in the next entry.. see ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-9088993195955223665?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/9088993195955223665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=9088993195955223665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/9088993195955223665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/9088993195955223665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2008/06/motor-stuffs.html' title='Motor stuffs...'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-5285658032581186199</id><published>2008-05-04T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T17:15:25.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favourite movies n boyfie updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hello!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;lets talk about my darling first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. Sweetheart is working at Swensens full-time and he's a buzy man but i do understand ok.. although i complain at times but in every relationship, there must be sacrifices..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;so meet-ups will only be on his off-days.. and i really2 miss him.. we've tried video web-camming and its fun.. haha.. especially with his "just-wake-up-face-and-hair-do".. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. His TP is just around the corner.. !2 MAY 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;*Hint* Kalau pass you noe where i'll be waiting for u.. Jemput tau jgn tk jemput.. nanti i karate baru u tau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Semoga awak pass tau.. jadi i tak payah lah nak bangun pagi2 sangat nak gi skola.. Awak jadi supir(driver) saya lah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And kan i miss your bike too lah sayang.. so dont forget we have a date with ur bike to "mandikan" die lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Persona Non Grata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This film was telecasted on Suria last Friday at 9.30pm.. Its a love story watched froma different point of view.. Its about a love story between Hey(Erra Fazira) who lost her memory and Ben (Hans Isaac) who is fugitive and now living in Thailand.. Well.. Most of the plot are in Thai so its kind of unique.. Well.. this story really touched me heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Men on Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This was only shown on channel 5 yesterday.. Not bad.. it tells about kidnapping that happened in Mexico.. Towards the end i started crying seh.. bcoz of how much a guy who has no relationship with this girl sacrificed his life to get his hands on those FCUKING kidnappers.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;got to go.. Assignments to be completed and are due tomorrow.. bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-5285658032581186199?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/5285658032581186199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=5285658032581186199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/5285658032581186199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/5285658032581186199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2008/05/favourite-movies-n-boyfie-updates.html' title='Favourite movies n boyfie updates'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-4853433282025841586</id><published>2008-04-29T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T19:38:19.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just updates!!</title><content type='html'>School suckz to the max with group assignments and Final Year Project popping out. but insya'allah i can do it.. just be strong yar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some mini2 details to update about...&lt;br /&gt;1. Bought a new pump shoe- sweetheart has very good taste&lt;br /&gt;2. contact lens trial for one month..&lt;br /&gt;so far i'm doing well.. and yes.. i can see the whiteboard from the back of the class.&lt;br /&gt;3. Catch another movie- the hotttie and the nottie.. a 2 out of 5 star movie..&lt;br /&gt;4. playing pool with dearest is so much fun since i've bought the contact lens.. i'm pretty good at aiming right now since my vision has improved and managed to win a few games.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;to sweetheart.. u owe me a milo mcflurry.. dont forget!!&lt;br /&gt;5. i love playing arcade with dearest.. especially shooting games!!&lt;br /&gt;6. Completed 1 group assignment on ship sale and purchase!&lt;br /&gt;7. my group for FYP are with the China peeps..&lt;br /&gt;8. i love my bf and can we meet up soon... i miss u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye..&lt;br /&gt;love u, Ed Rhamdhan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-4853433282025841586?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/4853433282025841586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=4853433282025841586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/4853433282025841586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/4853433282025841586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-updates.html' title='Just updates!!'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-5227121952576214227</id><published>2008-04-21T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T00:50:09.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Wild Wet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;12-04-08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Went to Wild Wild Wet with sweetheart family- Mother, Father, Caca, Sweetheart, Kak Nor, Abg Ainol, Daniel, Kak Shida, Zul, Mokhsin and MakCik.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Celebrated mother's bday and i so so LOVE the chocolate cake.. *hint* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;some interesting stuffs that happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. I used to love the Slide-Up but that day scary so just went up once...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. I want to complain bout the ULAR-LAH.. if you count there's a total of 11 of us who wants to ride the ULAR-LAH together.. coz we wanted to take a "FAMILY" photo.. then because one float can only sit 6 people.. we must seperate and divide.. tak ACHI seh.. tsk tsk.. (in the end none of us bought the pics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. i love the waterworks.. basically the slide.. especially the purple slide.. its so dark.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Unlike Jurong East swimming complex.. we adults are not allowed on the childrens playground.. but at WWW.. we also can play the slide lah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and kesian Makcik.. something funny happened.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Makcik went down the slide at the playground.. when she reached the bottom and about to get up- 3 GUNDUssss or Gooondooos (watever the spelling is) went down the slide andd hit Makcik.. kesian.. in a split second.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. the skyride with sweetheart felt great... U EVOL I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;overall.. outing with sweetheart's family was fun.. thanks for bringing me along ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and plz have more outings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;14-04-08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;School just started.. so yes.. im a final year student doing my DIPLOMA in Maritime Transportation Management... and yup this year its crucial for me to start making new friends whom can be trusted and are reponsible coz this year there's a module FYP.. basically FINAL YEAR PROJECT.. and yup i've decided to join with the China nationals coz i dont want my results to be affected just because of individuals who are not responsible enough for their own results.. so Li Ting and Zi Xin.. thanks ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and timetable is so damn packed with 6 modules..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Port Agency&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Transport Modelling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Bunkering Practices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Ship Sale and Purchase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. Marketing of Shipping Services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. Supply Chain Management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and 2 Gems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Discovery Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Know your rights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and not forgetting FYP..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and ya.. i bet my classes are longer than office hours.. haha.. Look on the bright side of life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;15-04-08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well.. its the 2nd day of school.. and i noe its not right to skip school but ya.. i did it.. GUILTY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dear.. i promise not to do it again k.. im sorry.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway.. sweetheart and me decided to go out.. so we went to Causeway point and bought 2 tix to watch Duyung (Mermaid).. sweetheart is a fan of Saiful Apek.. and hell ya.. if he's acting.. its bound to be funny.. and i love the show so fairytale like.. Although i dont like the leading actress Maya Karin.. but its okey.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and thanks sweetheart for the treat to swensens.. for an EARTHQUAKE.. haha.. i love the chewy choc ice cream.. hehe.. nice.. yummy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;need to sleep.. have lessons in the day.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sayonara..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-5227121952576214227?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/5227121952576214227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=5227121952576214227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/5227121952576214227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/5227121952576214227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2008/04/wild-wild-wet.html' title='Wild Wild Wet'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-5710186249553017766</id><published>2008-04-11T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T20:23:49.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prezzies!!!!</title><content type='html'>1. Sweetheart was on m.c on 09.04.08.. Complaint that he had a headache.. moreover its his mother's B-Day.. so actually we went window shopping to look around for bday prezzie for his mom.. and we planned to buy an oven so that his mom can bake cake... but then the price was over our budget.. then decided to put pots and pans coz his house pots and pans are already blackened and charred.. but dear wasn't onvinced that it was the best gift.. so i came out with another idea to buy sweetheart's mom aromatherapy machine?? that gives out very nice smell? and deat thought that it was not a good idea since his mom would only put the thing in the cupboard.. so yeah.. in the end we couldn't find anything nice to buy for her.. and since dear headache was getting worst, decided to just go back to have a rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND my Romantic Princess episode has already ended.. tsk. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tomorrow sweetheart family will be going to WILD WILD WET to celebrate their mom's bday.. and i'm invited to join.. hope we have a fun day.. yup yup.. cant wait to splash and goof around.. so see ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-5710186249553017766?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/5710186249553017766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=5710186249553017766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/5710186249553017766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/5710186249553017766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2008/04/prezzies.html' title='Prezzies!!!!'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-8575803856732125272</id><published>2008-03-30T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T00:40:14.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Just reached home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Had no plans.. so dearest and me decided to go swimming coz that is what we both like to do when we're bored.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;We both have been spending our time at Jurong East Swimming Complex- swimming like maybe twice a week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;And i L-O-V-E to "bergayut" on him when the wave starts and there's water shooting from the top.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I feel so calm when the cool water hits my face.. it feels as if its raining and we're in the rain together singing our own melody without caring of others around us.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Plz.. Let me lie in your arms again coz thats where i know i'm safe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Plz.. Lets go again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;and i really2 love you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and today is the first day i witness with my own two eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sweetheart actually made a complaint and demanded his refund!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;My past few years being with sweetheart- never once did he made a complaint.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We were at the KFC at the Jurong East Swimming Complex.. and had to wait for our cheesefries and Zinger burger..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;after 15 mins we went to the counter and asked for our food.. and he said that he'ss send it to us in 2 mins..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;after another 20 mins.. neither the zinger nor the cheesefries arrived.. so sweetheart made a complaint with the manager and refunded our $$.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Very bad service indeed.. haha.. never wanna patronize that store again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the manager was the can't-be-bothered type.. so it was pretty frustrating la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-8575803856732125272?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/8575803856732125272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=8575803856732125272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/8575803856732125272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/8575803856732125272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2008/03/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-7996386425555082802</id><published>2008-03-28T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T13:00:49.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jurong Bird Park 20-01-08 and MORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Aloha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry for not being able to update for the past few months or so.. not to say that i'm busy or what.. Just being plain lazy... and Yes!! i've got loads to update!! so happy reading and reminder: its gonna be a long entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;20-01-08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My wish to visit Jurong Bird Park- Accomplished.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Met dearest at Boon Lay interchange and we boarded 194 to JBP.. and officially entered JBP at 10:23:50 AM.. haha.. as stated on the ticket.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1st stop: Penguin Enclosure... and ya.. i love Penguins.. They are so SUPER CUTE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2nd stop: Picture Perfect.. Paid 20 bocks and we had 1 digital picture traken and printed and 3 other pictures using our own digital camera.. haha.. and i love those parrots?? haha.. they are so cute and tame.. though their nails are quite long and it feels as though they are piercing their nails thru my arm.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3rd stop: Pools Amphitheatre to watch the Birds 'n Buddies Show.. and it showcases costumed mascots such as Toukie the Toucan, Swanee the Swan, Pedro the Pelican, Randy the Rooster, Vulcan the Vulture, Rocky the Penguin, Pecky the Woodpecker and Cranky the Crow and other animals like the flamingo,etc.. and the birds in the show flew really low above your heads.. and they take instructions very well.. and its totally hillarious... its worth every single penny you paid for the entrance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4th stop: Picnic Grounds.. i helped mama cook Mee Goreng for Sweetheart.. and ya.. we had a picnic and ate the Mee GOreng.. and its YUMMY-LICIOUS.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;walked through and caught glimpse of the mandarin duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;5th stop: Southeast Asian Birds Aviary to go for the "Thunderstorm Experience".. Nothing much except for booming thunder and RAIN.. YES RAIN!! man-made rain.. and althought the birds were in the cage.. it was still fascinating... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;6th stop: the Flamingo Lake, Pelican Cove and Swan Lake.. it was like a track and you just follow the track.. and me and sweetheart rest for a little bit at the SWING.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;one word o describe it R-O-M-A-N-T-I-C!! as we were facing the swan lake and sweetheart gave me lots of kisses.. HAHA.. i love you Ed Rhamdhan!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;7th stop: Parrot Paradise.. and i learnt some stuffs from the parrot paradise... like there are 2 different types of parrot... the one that is easily tamed and very obedient that is the normal parrot... and the other is the cuckatoo...(Kakak Tua)...that's abit harder tot ame and not so obedient.. and the parrots were in their cages.. and i love the pink parrot.. haha.. Nice.. but parrots are noisy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;8th stop: back to pelican cove to see the pelican feeding time.. and.. these pelicans are my favourite and i know the most about it.. there are only 7 types of pelican in the whole world and at JBP you can see all 7 of them.. The largest is the Dalmatian Pelican and the smallest is the Brown Pelican which is the only pelican that can dive... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;9th stop: Waterfall Aviary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The view there was MAG-NI-FI-CENT.. haha.. i love the waterfall.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;10th stop: Jungle Jewels.. Plenty of birds on the loose.. HAHA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;11th stop: Lory Loft..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;on the way there we pass a few BIRDS of PREY.. such as hawks and eagles.. FIERCE seh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and of all the attractions in the park.. i love these birds the most.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;In a very Huge and i mean it HUUUUGGGEEE cage.. there's thousand of lofts flying around.. and you can feed them.. well their food cost $2 per container.. and the birds are free to fly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Although there was a litttle rain and the bird refuses to come near us to eat.. i still love these adorables.. they are so cute.. and one of them even flew on my shoulder and rested there.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well.. i definitely spent most of my time here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and then we moved on and see other birds which were in cages.. not much fun there.. but hey.. i still love the companionship.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;12th stop: World of Darkness.. and i mean it.. its really DARK.. at first i couldn't even see my hands in front of me.. so as you guess it.. OWLS live in the dark.. and they are very big also..and they love to hoot.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;13th stop: though we were a lil late to watch the Birds of Prey show.. i really enoyed it.. especially when the birds are flying low above ur heads.. and they eat meat.. and they are also very heavy.. such as vultures and hawks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;back to penguin enclosure to enjoy the aircon.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and home sweet home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-9f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=576460752331376287&amp;amp;site=widget-9f.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752331376287&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9f.slide.com/p1/576460752331376287/bb_t013_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752331376287&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9f.slide.com/p2/576460752331376287/bb_t013_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;27-01-08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Celebrated Arman Danial Bday at his home.. went there with darling mom's and darling and Danial with food.. haha.. and we went into action when we reached there.. i was left In Charge with the deco.. Balloons here and there.. Paper Crippers stuck to the wall..and i became a balloon sculpture lady for a while.. i made dogs and giraffes and etc... with those long balloons.. thanks to my work experience in MCDs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/XF7KBJWzzj9n8Fbh3U-lJzhRqd6gjkEr?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dc01d/0/0/uy_DrNtTSHDdet8S7sFu3fwhHExSGAGawFTp1KdUVn4WgVPe2XzqoCva70HExNzWTH62acwNtkTqZPOjSl_MCZGUyAD2LfZzOHAi/wbQW6TsmGVZBKktmMeahvquTpWV_P0YXON6TUH2UwnAYR-Qxaw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the dog that i sculptured.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/uNS2U6byzz_UoX0gU8qr4U2nOGdFHAq2?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dc17e/0/0/aW2nBcb6XSHIlTFsM1UrVTpUAhcisXAF_byXl6rWoblHiswiWqa9wrOY3eg_28vLuKxDohsy80tZhOAc3GWszFVhE44r9_8UtSya/GcqThs3ZQtZoJkzAB39djBHvaGMWn5rM9YAntguwLgdKL-IIWQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Darling Arman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/VIF8KJ8P6j___8kBq8eRpy2py93YBqth?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dc27a/0/0/zeP7yTZauU7LPoax0CWLNle5fK31E-F2QglpaHgJRqYRdJ8KtOavwiPfvqx6AEjJ8pVUe5fcWlIYo8Z8oXU7WwzsO1ixp-O5KwSS/UwZXUKww7U0-5C_13NC4GOb7D5qwHilEO2sv1LILdSEcfIs2_Q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/IMxlpnhDpD8CzWxeVNPKIWvM359a_nqG?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dc373/0/0/DrJPsBPqYblDo7N1cCPDiz5aKFSSHkamqtXqBFRuiI6Jc1au-zEOqfL39rRwrtQU0SHCwmh2Mat0Tgd09y7rtdBRcL1AOtLVNxkd/JGsV_6MScYB3C4DG0qF-Vjomrtr6T7kHPwi8gl1vzqtMPX2vzA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guy Gang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/N4NwOSaB4j_TIRPzNdaQz9W1pxNASET0?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dc6db/0/0/9S1IPY1NLgdsj_V4WEb1SQdn7aP9IwghdGscraq4QmJvDG6dkyowr9d-ghDtWyLlHwhCa1XW_vAZbD5RES__lkVLj23Z11If4bjW/D1oalXkJLbyBtbuNhAmicHecVWwGWzgyoyi1IZtIHWxo1VyWaQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, Uncle, and cousin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/UIqVwtSS3T8NByLudM7Cij2rCCz1oFft?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dc7a6/0/0/fJZ_BlX5f8PBFd24yle8qZNrhdFavzG1sAVK66TSgQOEv9fBN17IJMAOL1ez1B6_fddx731MLUwVPlv4eVdULDLHDAJ5mGUTKR0e/ksFFuky_EP2f8Dsr6hlj-3-1sRyGe1HPdxXN1W_L-sInaiZJZQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aisa and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/AO8pjqZAyT_uJccL0872zVD1YrbyuzdA?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dcd85/0/0/BRXsfMYCOTTvbRbKm4Y5XrCl7mWtXlq9Ew2KtvNEyG3STuhTb-GnY8YIsWK9oTD5P9R8xVRyOUD27ZOfe1LIGi5o6I6CJD5L59DT/EVw4zAcUJX0M-L_SkQtIRYDsE-5Phuza4TrDMfc3bqKSJOA-Jg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Shida and Abg Narah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/FSGQBfhj5T-9YB4aWF-ETWImK_FNLgaE?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dce61/0/0/rfr4LznxsjuI7W687Gr5DW3jggwOi9_faAnz8Pdrmrtt_VbA5cEgEmCqMcxIg93TQnxVepHuGDfXM2VsxXyeXFOpmJxoQ8ne3ivG/7KX-hw3Q65FTHLNiU3TlyOY1ekX06BMa5c6SrBkUIIosBke7nQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Darling Ed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/gPeb_N4rmz_NIKVxtwLq0YVolPkd48QG?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dcf49/0/0/zb1iJNbAndMxdjp_0YtxXbTQVQbd0TSqes7FxMWrXKqRV72pG8RVTrZKAGqsVvkShl2g1t3BCGXbc8i9sCGZ0A3H7MNtQFO83Mke/XouBc-3U0nnvgm7lEBXrdmJEYhCxj0ZaeFGNU-RTrM_GWAGaRQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana and Jai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/dcheXx3k7T9M-8N2EAdRhe7mOMq-TS6O?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dd038/0/0/64E42wPlBcxqigNeseS-R16ja62LuNP7FlUZgMC1U_OG63jcPUXxjnVYgbnLleC-Ebo-Wq9vC6fuZi7MCISXU2xZwXDCdqKo1YXO/LQhRFXRmSWxwvVw0rOedUH7F3EPMTRuzcWK5a431IkgMq7EC1A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BDAY BOY very Blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/1FYschKZzj9De-Thij6n2QjzLCn1ynU2?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dd26f/0/0/1HDVnIw4ITvzuZUGWJa843u42TWnRMHb78vXb3GjtDGSqR5HpMkCOeGlGsmy1lx5IeVoTv1yrEntcdU5F0C-Zh8hY2RiA9H_-f1G/r_76PZXmmaXdzQIVd75_koGsu_OAmdutC3nOhLx1nooGg7pTgg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna fall asleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/Stf9lWlC4D8-rwC_mu7TNSAPr88Wbuyg?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dd345/0/0/Ht8v8kc6C1pHV9JveO4hnM9qyEtcU35ALBv-orkeIGZJCzQ4la8-rgTtnC_RQ4YI_sUOM45xTrB6QcHTIY6pgrgt25DJs67GtUvB/GfTZBF-KehWJ6AV-TmGVS9aNsYoSBLRjd9m0UkC884v0mLsyRA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the NANNY and Danial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/YKKcSNDe1T_yDekKYnnMR1gc0LcvBxC6?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dd486/0/0/wiloPlmKBv72fQWgZxWLQpPTiTtiXfpPRP7FLIGYPZBuyr9REvqjcOOOUHwdZFwq4JWzhp4otuBT4XTmUHQIkWWuTk6OHlHWd7OY/h2uB5VaIu8vf2Rv_bRofLa1ngnqQ37cZeqj-wCDrJVcx69G-aw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Shida, me and Danial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/rhWiXBDi5T_xx0D9L6YR3LTO2bTFDi8V?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dd5c0/0/0/fcTlss_Yyp7Rfe0EKL9f7CVb9yDFY1eAlmrNwiQhWPLTLxwVA2SzYXQECJwTkm6eXJNXYksLIbb9vmGUhYzFvU_SwRB-JEh2NAWY/-f8JfwHHe3DyAvFcASH-2J8diIrWgR6H3k1y7ZJTWJvGROAHwA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sayang, me and Arman Danial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/oNP3BChdkz_KG_CjTMlU3Pb214ZI0bPx?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dd93b/0/0/4d5F5_ZPC88gJ4it8JsZwCzlc4t8ec3v84WgQZtwgD3AEQWkihSwvWDfDyWiJPiOxSLVldEkX-UKxHVH5_mP1vf4BeV-hibqHFVU/qwOdYqWv81UQm4aozUO3QtWDfGxkSs7c-Umd6AADTtRxfI8-sw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The many2 newspaper Danial had to peel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/7gp01iVA1T9GauyroGwFYHC6VtC7cK7Z?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dda0f/0/0/RSdxkeC-eCo1M2-nPqYMW7uAphq8Xn-0XHKPLDFMLaiXq_CcJ_F6QE1QfUf0wtHIlI-348x0lrZUrNOJD6lY5s2gBlVi3V4sNzyF/sOkg-SjbVpiUwsPHzQQEzB-Pbl_DbF0eTp5p3Yg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the reveal.. a Basketball.. and the ring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/cgUvqXyx7j_uY717chvQG0o01uaYytuP?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176ddb30/0/0/7DViNszN41IMxNHJcJ2e182hqO-1X7E4lmU-O772W3kYOtOAqY2VXDiNqgsPqFDtlUpvkdqQnNLDKsTDyXCmLgWu9Ax4KfBnif5K/eF0Neuij7LmmfwUhsG_GCKYuPSLcAzeJhEc7q_iHeFjFuH4L4w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a toy from Toys 'R' us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/2E4HpTg0xz-Dr1WE9bwhaYQhlZXdFrQg?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176ddc1a/0/0/bGclfOJPr_ZKLxmQD-yHvcJzaKHvhXtPNJg-Rbj5Z7vJNk1pLx9W4rRt7jZEoEm52VJl8gWcAw6ZiFVeUfB8XRs_1979CfpMwm0n/e3P1EuW5xfGyRLi_yvEJyTKeBZ5p8SdvnDRBAImQ_UpI35GR8Q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay.. let the cat drive the car??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/IJkx0qJwzD88_xoS4M080NGoBUMK_gvH?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176ddd79/0/0/FDxhm_LgFmkneaxeqm11EEcOSUsVnTN6FYEHjI_xQyDE-AnRr5dDIz5XQzg9xSu0Rm1m5GFFvdpFHXhamHXoLoyOhatXfUQdcOQf/vVQ3_ssTDXgERCg1UR-9I6QeboRDebrar7dIB56Cn8n0R2k7QQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak tumpang?? anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/3xtUej9R7z_WnKDJyLo8-oapxSB3MdeC?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/2/S/8000000176dde32/0/0/gKCXyJ1vhmgnwNxnDKX4tSEFxCiWrPFsd213TnUIBv0x8Zilpyyft1tr5MGk92arLs_ONt9xSLnnUwb6WjX3gLMseuC95pbgqVXW/R2JPxRjWWBWlIcLhy6V33sKwUynP38dk8kxyKTabseNGUCuAGg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this masterpiece was created by Zul.. 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Bah Hambug!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well.. Sweetheart had to work on Christmas Eve and Christmas itself but, its okey coz we were able to spend time together after work.. SO met him at Orchard on Christmas Eve and till 12 midnite strike (Christmas Day) and stayed out till about 3 plus or 4 i guess.. so like my previous post i watched the NTBS and of course we had some snap snap!! well.. its a BIG crowd that i'm waling an inch every 30 secs.. haha.. so along the way.. bought party foams.. and SPRAY at all those Christmas Fanatics who sprayed us.. so i guess it was more of a weapon to tae revenge.. and sweetheart bwas no exception...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves to spray me with foam!!! aaaarrrrggggghhhhh... oh ya!! the surprise was a hand made clay souvenir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a reminder to sweetheart.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I still have some balance of foam and watch out coz im taking REVENGE on you sweetie-pie!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-c1.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=576460752330080961&amp;amp;site=widget-c1.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=576460752330080961&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c1.slide.com/p1/576460752330080961/bb_t014_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=576460752330080961&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c1.slide.com/p2/576460752330080961/bb_t014_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;01-01-08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone as we welcome 2008.. a brand new start and definitely much much more worthwhile meaning in our relationship!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Year 2008 Resolution: To lead a happier life with my sweetheart and gain his trust. I want a super meaningful relationship...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So sweetheart had to work on New Year Eve.. so this year.. No Countdown.. but at the strike of midnight he wished me Happy New Year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Hi Syg..! I want to wish u a very HAPPY NEW YEAR... i wish eveything will b better tis year... Love u syg... Muackz!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sweetheart... i also wish the same for us to be a happier and loving couple... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so.. met sweetheart at his home and i love mami NAsi Lemak!! nice... Arman Daniel was also there and he cut his hair already lah.. cute3.. but forgot to take his picture.. so we went to orchard after wards.. and i bought a dress.. and its uber nice!! i love it!! and he bought us a ring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAVOUR THE PICS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-8e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=576460752330081422&amp;amp;site=widget-8e.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=576460752330081422&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-8e.slide.com/p1/576460752330081422/bb_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=576460752330081422&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-8e.slide.com/p2/576460752330081422/bb_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2/01/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;First day of school.. and a dumb me!! still in holiday mood.. that i forgot that today was wednesday.. and i brought my books according to MONDAY timetable.. I'm such as IDIOT!! and the first day of school and already got exam!! aargghhh.. i hope i nail it coz i need to push my GPA score higher.. so thats all.. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thanks Li Ting for teaching me all you know..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ps.. Cough.. Cough.. GO AWAY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I love you Ed Rhamdhan!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-494638754114045440?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/494638754114045440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=494638754114045440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/494638754114045440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/494638754114045440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2008/01/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year-2008.html' title='Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year 2008'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-8871332124337099984</id><published>2007-12-24T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T09:51:13.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Magoriums Wonder Emporium &amp; more to come</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Miss me?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;191207&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sweetheart's off day. So decided to watch Mr Magoriums Wonder Emporium.. LAME..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Did not quite like the show... If u noticed whenever i update about movies... it's usually comedy + Hillarious + Magical + Fairytale... Because this is my personal taste..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So i dragged sweetheart to Orchard Cineleisure to watch this "Magical" movie and i find it super boring and lame.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;These producers are god damn clever to tric our minds.. When i first saw its advertisements in the movie- found it rather interesting and its a DIE DIE must watch... WHY?? Because they only show all the hillarious part of the movie and the rest is "i dont understand the movie".. HAHA.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I didnt like the plot of the show at all!! its like... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1. I give you a storybook with 26 chapters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2. Tear out chapter 5, 6, 10, 12, 18, 20, 23, and 25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3. Stapler this chapters together and if you want you can jumble the chapters. (story board)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;4. Act it and record it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;5. Publish into the movie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and here's what you get..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I-dont-understand-the-movie!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;well but i like one thing in the movie... " &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In EVERY beginning there's and end to it... and in EVERY ending, there's a NEW beginning&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless.. i treasure the times spent with the one i love that time seems not to be on our side.. I'm sorry that i hurt your feelings sweetheart.. but i did make up for it okey.. so i guess??&lt;br /&gt;I am Forgiven.. YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;201207&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;To all Muslim People Everywhere... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya IdulAdha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watch the show on Suria about the lembu- BRUTAL.. haha.. Sad Story.. Guess what... i also kesiankan the lembu2 and kambing2 yang kene korban.. takpe lah.. nanti dorang masok syurga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The rest of the day... Sleeping at home.. Snacking.. Watching TV... and also NEOPETS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;241207&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I am officially a MOVIE FANATIC.. 3 movies in a month?? But i love it.. Even more since it is going to be a date with sweetheart on Christmas Eve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SO i just booked a movie online.. Thanks mom for the c.c you borrowed me.. haha.. was so lazy to go down and purchase the tickets.. moreover its on the eve of Christmas and guess what.. most of the movie are packed.. (lucily not so cramped like the sardine in the can)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so booked 2 tickets for National Treasure Book of Secrets... i dun noe why.. but the comments for this movie was better than I am Legend... so dont take the risk.. i go for the movie with the most positive comments.. so NTBS it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and i've got a surprise for sweetheart.. Since its a day of giving.. Not to say i am a christian thats why i believe in christmas or what.. its just i made something for him out of clay.. so i'm giving him as a token of MY LOVE.. its just the meaning and the effort i put into it that counts the most right.. so ssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. its a surprise for him.. hope he loves it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and ya... to all who is celebrating Christmas... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Merry Christmas.. Bah Hambug!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and ya.. i guess i'll be looking ugly today.. coz i got "TEMBEL".. i think coz 1 eye swollen than the other... and i look like ET.. seriously.. NO JOKE.. hope my eye mae-up can help me cover up.. AAAARRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-8871332124337099984?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/8871332124337099984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=8871332124337099984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/8871332124337099984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/8871332124337099984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/12/mr-magoriums-wonder-emporium-more-to.html' title='Mr Magoriums Wonder Emporium &amp; more to come'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-6539274148538586402</id><published>2007-12-10T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T12:33:31.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EnchanTed</title><content type='html'>Are you B-O-R-E-D?? Because im super duper bored!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location: School com Lab&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Bored and i'm missing him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you lOve a fairytale and a mix of modern-day show?? Go watch Enchanted k.. I fell in love with it so much.. as you know the only ending of every Fairytale is "HAPPILY EVER AFTER".. so go catch it!! its animations are superb, sound effects-- POWER!!! a uniquely romantic love story.. Dont miss it.. or u'll regret it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next week is the beginning of my school holidays...&lt;br /&gt;and 1 more week to complete my project.. so god plz HELP ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need help!! someone?? ANyone?? i dont understand my project.. AAAARRRGGGHHH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need to repair my laptop and get a new phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-6539274148538586402?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/6539274148538586402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=6539274148538586402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/6539274148538586402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/6539274148538586402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/12/enchanted.html' title='EnchanTed'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-995064826173187774</id><published>2007-12-05T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:24:36.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U fucking HUMANOIDS!!! im depressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hello Humanoids... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I dropped a mirror today but it didnt break.. so is that considered 7 years of bad luc.. coz i really felt today was a day of no luck...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;well.. today i porn school again!!! so am i considered a SUPER PORN?? (is that supposed to be the spelling)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;well actually i had a group project which was dued on Monday.. and today is already Wednesday.. so had to go back to school just to hand in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; project.. well.. its seriously mine coz the 2 other dumb-mute-idiot irresponsible humanoids dont even bother lending me a hand.. and i did the project ALL BY MYSELF.. CAn't you fucking humanoids give a damn about your marks.. coz its affecting my marks okey??? (sorry for the abusive cursing words) im totally pissed off... well at least manage to complete (like 80% of it)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so went to sweetheart worplace to TEMAN him go for his lunch.. YAY.. i get to eat SHAKER FRIES.. i super duper love it.. and at 5 left him to go school and hand in MY project!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and it was raining like lions and tigers.. from the time i left my house till i was leaving school to go home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and ya.. its super irritating to wear that slipper of mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;coz when it rains, it slipped off my feet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i got to tell you.. on my way to sweetheart work place.. my slipper slipped off 3 times and there was 2 girls who was laughing behind me coz when i run a bit, my slipper will slip off.. LAUGH oey all u want.. was rushing to have lunch with him k...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;then when going back time i waited close to 25 mins just so that i can cross the road.. it was so TRAFFIC JAM behind Ngee Ann City.. and the rain was even making it hard for me to cross because the bus stop was also quite a distance.. guess what i ran across the road in the end.. and my slipper slipped off once again.. and i almost got hit by a bus!!! AAAARGHHH!!!.. so piced up my slipper and rum barefooted across the road.. and realised that the pavement on the other side was ankle length flooded.. so had to run on the side of the road.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and after reachiong the bus stop only did i realised there was no 106 which could bring me back to school... and i took a bus to far east plaze where i had to cross again to board another bus, 105.. and i was still in orchard after 1 long hour.. just because of the rain.. i just wish he would listen to my explanation.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;at school.. a downpour of badluck for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;rushed to the library to get my project printed out.. and the computer area was at the 4th floor.. and guess what.. i realised i did not bring my thumbdrive!!! so called my sister to help me send to my email.. and i got it.. then tried printing it.. and it just keeps telling me "ERROR-PRINTING".. BODOH siak that com. so i went to the printer and check the printer.. "TRAY 3 EMPTY".. BODOH siak that printer. so i run to level 1 and as the librarian how to get help to replenish the papers.. and she was on the fon.. i wait and wait and finally gave up.. go find another librarian.. and i think this gundu cant even understand english!!!.. she told me to go to the basement and get my print job.. and i punye bodoh listen to her lah.. then went down i asked another person.. and she told me to try to retrieve my print jobs from the printer below.. BUT it just doesnt work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;FED-UP.. i run back to the 4th floor and my com screen had a msg.. "your account has been locked, therefore the printjobs were cancelled".. WAH!! MELAMPAU siak ni comp!!!... then unlock my acct.. and tried printing.. and this time successful.. but when it comes to printing mic excel worksheets.. you will realise that you have the option to choose to print the whole workbook or only the active sheet.. but this com stupid.. i said print whole workbook.. he print only the active sheet.. and for every page to be printed.. you have to wait for close to 3 to 5mins.. i mean only 3 to 5 mins then a pop up page will appear and state the number of page printed and the cost.. after clicking ok, then my print job will be sent to the printer.. imagine having to do the process for 18 pages of my report!!! fuck up computers and printers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and i lose 5 marks coz by the time i finished printing, the shop selling file was closed!!! arrghh.. no proper filing- BYE BYE 5 marks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i just wish he would listen on.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;byez.. im too tired and super stress.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-995064826173187774?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/995064826173187774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=995064826173187774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/995064826173187774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/995064826173187774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/12/u-fucking-humanoids-im-depressed.html' title='U fucking HUMANOIDS!!! im depressed'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-7075564628625809333</id><published>2007-11-18T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:07:21.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back after months</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm bacK.. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i know i've not been updating.. hehe.. okey well at least im back to update!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;just brief updates on things that have been going on around me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-Started my new term in 2nd year.. finally!! GOSH!! i HATE attachment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well the truth is I also &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HATE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;school so much.. its killing my brain cells...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so last week was Exam week.. and i think i'll manage though i had troubles with some paper.. ARRRGHHHH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-Last day of Fasting Month(Malam Raya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Late Night Shopping- that's what i call it.. but for us it was also a LAST MINUTE SHOPPING...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sweetheart cousin, sister and her colleague went with us.. went shopping for "bidai"( the beads curtain placed at the entrance of kitchen), baju kurung, keropoks and getting my inai(hand henna)... we went as a big group but at the end around 2 plus in the morning- there was only me and sweetheart.. haha... mummy keep calling us.. but nvm i enjoyed myself.. hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-Hari Raya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Its just not the same like the years before.. but then i still enjoy myself.. and ya.. as usual went to sweetheart home bcoz got open house.. this year we are the white couple.. and farah and ju thanks for cuming down though.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-6f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=576460752328804463&amp;amp;site=widget-6f.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=576460752328804463&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6f.slide.com/p1/576460752328804463/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=576460752328804463&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6f.slide.com/p2/576460752328804463/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Pulau Ubin Get-Away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;At last my wishlist was accomplished.. sweetheart and me got our lazy butts up and off we went to PuLAu UBin.. YAY!! the experience was worth the ache and pain coz the scenery was more than SUPERB.. it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EXTRAORDINARY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.. &lt;/strong&gt;and truthfully.. the cycling up the hills, very2 steep ones was super duper tiring... and though we went there it was high tide that we were unable to see much at CHEK JAWA.. so the next time im going.. i'll make sure it is low tide before i head there... so that i can enjoy the sea creatures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and ya.. sweetheart got his new job after our visit to SIMEI ITE career fair.. lols... so tak yah nk jadi PENGANGGUR TERHORMAT lagi k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just 4 you sweetheart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was never able to let out my deepest most feelings for you... i just want you to know that the times that was spent with you was really meaningful for me.. and i really2 love you very2 much.. btw.. the swimming experience was totally awesome.. i just love being alone with you where i can let out my feelings... thanks for spending those times alone.. to be just with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thank u sweetheart.. and i really LOVE u.. muacks.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-7075564628625809333?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/7075564628625809333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=7075564628625809333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/7075564628625809333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/7075564628625809333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-back-after-months.html' title='im back after months'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-4487605830773297203</id><published>2007-10-19T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T09:52:55.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im so fcuking shit PISSED OFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE MY STUPID FUCKING SHIT CLASS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;DAH BODOH KE APE?? BOTH LECTURERS AND CLASSMATES... GOT HP FOR WHAT? TO ANSWER PEOPLE CALL RIGHT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stupid lecturers.. Change class.. dont noe how to paste paper at the door to inform that class venue is changed.. STUPID like SOTONG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and in the end my attendance 0... just bcoz cannot find class... classmate also another&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sotong!!! KOL dont want to answer.. msg dont want to reply.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GO THROW UR HP IN THE LONGKANG LAH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;argh forget it ah... lucky my sweetheart is with me at the library... love u.. muackssssss!!!!! and make sure the next lecture at 10... the class better be at the same venue.. chiaoz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;byebye.. blog again soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;niwae to all muslims...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA MINAL AIDIL WAL FA IZIN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;maafkan saya kalau pernah terkasar bahasa.. and to sweetheart forgive me if i have ever hurt ur feelings.. trust me.. i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; u VERY2 much!!! muacks... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-4487605830773297203?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/4487605830773297203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=4487605830773297203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/4487605830773297203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/4487605830773297203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-so-fcuking-shit-pissed-off.html' title='im so fcuking shit PISSED OFF'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-9149908153085085856</id><published>2007-09-20T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T13:07:27.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Dawn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;18th September &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sweetheart's off-day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;So what did we do??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fetch me at my void deck and off we went to Jurong East...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;spent 1 hour plus playing pool.. FUN!! but i keep &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOSING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND THATS NO FUN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;then its arcade time.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;super-duper LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;playing the shooting game...(either time crisis 2 or the army, police or coast guard game where ur ranks can go up up up and away or down down and deeper into the earth's core)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly headed to his home to break fast with mummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YAY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; her ayam sambal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and we ate bubur durian (Durian porridge) or whatever you called it and watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;MONSTER-IN-LAW..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and and im super duper pissed off!!! i have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ULTRA MEGA BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;pimple.. sobx.. (pimple outbreak)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out for now.. BYE..&lt;br /&gt;and i LOVE you sweetheart.. i really DO..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-9149908153085085856?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/9149908153085085856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=9149908153085085856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/9149908153085085856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/9149908153085085856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/09/after-dawn.html' title='After Dawn...'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-9174547818591376080</id><published>2007-09-15T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T16:10:54.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RATATOILLE (RAT.A.TOO.EE)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;RATATOILLE (RAT.A.TOO.EE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can i give a 6 out of 5 stars? This movie definitely deserves the credit.. Go watch it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, i watch this movie with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SWEETHEART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;at Cathay Causeway Point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just as the title suggests, this show is about a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Rat called Remy &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;who dreams of becoming a chef. But how can a rat be a chef.. so comes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Linguini &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;who helps Remy achieve his dreams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;its kind of amazing how a rat can be so nice and sweet?? hehe.. i dont want to let out more secrets. go catch it urself.. and im sure u'll agree with me.. its a two thumbs up show...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and yar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;as you know it, its the musllims fasting month so ..... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;SELAMAT BERPUASA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-9174547818591376080?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/9174547818591376080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=9174547818591376080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/9174547818591376080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/9174547818591376080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/09/ratatoille-ratatooee.html' title='RATATOILLE (RAT.A.TOO.EE)'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-2151958302165963626</id><published>2007-09-09T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:16:55.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attacment over.. its party time!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;WOOHOOTS... YAY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;ATTACHMENT IS OVER.. SO ITS PARTY TIME..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My attachment at Jurong Port is officially over on &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;31 August 2007&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can finally enjoy my life.. i mean working life is so dead.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up- go work.. come back sleep.. OMG!! its super duper tiring okey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next day &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1st September 2007&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;its &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Teacher's Day&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So Happy Teacher's Day to all teachers out there.. hehe.. sorry did not make it to school the day before.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and on this day.. met Sayang to go to his family chalet at &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Costa Sands Pasir Ris.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and counted down to my bday...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2nd September 2007- &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;officially &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 years old..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yay.. i can take my car license soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh ya.. and i went to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ESCAPE THEME PARK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;with Sayangs' sisters and cousins.. enjoyed ourselves screaming on the rides...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Super Duper HATE &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;INVERTER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My head was spinning like hell.. okey that was a bit part of my bday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh.. and i got a bruise on my elbow after i fell down while catching Sweetheart with the roller blades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and thank you to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sweetheart- 1st to wish me Happy Bday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and Dhiya, Aini, Amira and Umairah for wishing me HAppY Bday.. thanks for remembering this day... hehe.. no worries.. i'll remember yours too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and with that on &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy 16th Birthday, DHIYA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;on 4th September o7..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and Sweetheart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;message for you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We have been through a lot together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The happy moments and the sad moments..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The angry moments and the disappointed moments..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;its only with you that i can smile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;its all these arguments and making up for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;which makes my love for u stronger by the day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i can see how hard you try to make this relationship work out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;thank you for being patient with all my naggings, scoldings and so on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;thank you for holding on to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and not letting me go even how irritating i can be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;im sorry if i have disappoint u in anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i just want you to know that i treasure the times i spent with u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;laughing, teasing and getting mad at you. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i treasure the love you gave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i treasure u so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-2151958302165963626?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-8489660573436555796</id><published>2007-08-18T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:54:18.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super duper long long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello ALL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as my title suggests, this is gonna be a long entry.. but i'll try to keep it short.. alrites??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MIDNITE MOVIE AT CATHAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RsZ3kBX5z5I/AAAAAAAAACs/UwHsMM3Tj7w/s1600-h/knockeduppic3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099895088771354514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RsZ3kBX5z5I/AAAAAAAAACs/UwHsMM3Tj7w/s320/knockeduppic3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So managed to catch a midnite movie with sweetheart.. except for some worried calls from mom.. all turned out fine.. enjoyed myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOVIE&lt;/strong&gt;: KNOCKED UP(M18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIRECTOR&lt;/strong&gt;: JUDD APATOW - he also directed the 40-year-old virgin (for some who watched it may not like it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STARRING&lt;/strong&gt;: SETH ROGEN- BEN STONE (ALISON'S 1 NIGHT STAND MAN)&lt;br /&gt;KATHERINE HEIGL- ALISON SCOTT (BEN'S 1 NIGHT STAND LADY)&lt;br /&gt;PAUL RUDD- PETE (DEBBIE'S HUSBAND)&lt;br /&gt;LESLIE MANN- DEBBIE (PETE'S WIFE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GENRE&lt;/strong&gt;: COMEDY, ROMANCE, DRAMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STORY&lt;/strong&gt;: Seth Rogen, an unlikely romantic leading man, is perfectly cast as slacker Ben Stone. Ben lives in a frat house-type abode with his buddies (off-screen friends Martin Starr, Jay Baruchel, Jason Segel, and Jonah Hill) and spends his time sort of working on creating a website about naked celebrities. Work isn't a high priority for Ben. Mostly, he’s a loveable oaf who just hangs out with his goofy friends, getting drunk, talking about sex as well as other assorted topics guys in their 20s typically discuss at great length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night at a bar slamming back drinks with his friends, Ben gets lucky when he hits on a gorgeous lady who, had they been sober, would have been way out of his league. Ben makes a connection with Allison Scott (Katherine Heigl), an equally soused entertainment reporter out celebrating a promotion. Nonsensical conversation and raging hormones lead to a night of sex, followed by a morning of awkward small talk over breakfast. That would normally be the end of their relationship but as fate would have it, Allison discovers she’s...wait for it...knocked up.&lt;br /&gt;How Ben and Allison handle the news of an unplanned pregnancy is rich fodder for comedy, as Ben’s sophomoric buddies come up with various ideas on how to deal with his impending fatherhood. But what really makes Knocked Up work is the unlikely relationship that grows between the two soon-to-be parents. It’s sweet without being saccharine and funny without being ridiculous or over-the-top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMENTS: THE SHOW HAS VERY HIGH NUDITY CONTENTS. IT EVEN SHOWED ALISON'S CLOSE UP GIVING BIRTH.&lt;br /&gt;GO WATCH IT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie ended close to 2a.m.. and for the first time i took a midnight rider home and sweetheart sent me all the way home.. even though he was working the next day.. kesian dier.. muacks.. i love u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I LOVE GIFTS AND SURPRISES...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetheart thank you so much for all the gifts.. hehe.. i love the bear.. the flowers and ur sincerity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RsZ95OtTOfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WWt8TUhZhd0/s1600-h/P1010008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099902050197780978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RsZ95OtTOfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WWt8TUhZhd0/s320/P1010008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a card, a rose and i love the bear berry2 much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RsZ95utTOgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VHH0_w2LDvw/s1600-h/P1010009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099902058787715586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RsZ95utTOgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VHH0_w2LDvw/s320/P1010009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RsZ96OtTOhI/AAAAAAAAADE/VhYV6Dc-6zY/s1600-h/P1010010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099902067377650194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RsZ96OtTOhI/AAAAAAAAADE/VhYV6Dc-6zY/s320/P1010010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.. and the chocolate.. forgot about it.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NATIONAL DAY PREVIEW&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE FIREWORKS..&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;HONEY and i walked from his workplace to the merlion stand.. and although the place was crowded.. the fireworks was totally awesome.. and i saw floating jellyfish.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetheart had to work on NATIONAL DAY.. SOBX2.. But its okey.. managed to catch the show on tv.. but was not that exciting as the previous years.. but who cares.. its a day off for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SPORTS SHOPPING &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetheart and me are planning to work hard to lose those flabs on the tummy and thighs.. but it ain't gonna happen without these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RsaA1-tTOjI/AAAAAAAAADU/oiCbfAdpbkY/s1600-h/P1010021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099905292898089522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RsaA1-tTOjI/AAAAAAAAADU/oiCbfAdpbkY/s320/P1010021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My original FILA sports shoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RsaA2etTOkI/AAAAAAAAADc/LnuKgGMO47w/s1600-h/P1010020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099905301488024130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RsaA2etTOkI/AAAAAAAAADc/LnuKgGMO47w/s320/P1010020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i bought at Plaza Singapura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RsaA2utTOlI/AAAAAAAAADk/zq13AVn-P_o/s1600-h/P1010019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099905305782991442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RsaA2utTOlI/AAAAAAAAADk/zq13AVn-P_o/s320/P1010019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With SWEETHEART...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few days before that.. we actually went window shopping at Queensway.. but nothing there is nice.. hehe.. so in the end Plaza Singapura it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we walked all the way to TAKASHIMAYA.. and and and..&lt;br /&gt;he bought a perfect-scented perfume by Ralph Lauren Fragances..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im aiming to buy the AMOR AMOR perfume.. i LOVE it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANOTHER MOVIE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- RUSH HOUR 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 August 07.. Jackie Chan and Chris Tucker... managed to catch it at VIVOCITY... and no movie is complete without out jumbo hotdog combo with cheese and coke!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go catch it.. very2 hillarious.. we LOVE it so much..&lt;br /&gt;the both of them are very good partners with totally opposite personality..&lt;br /&gt;chris is the joker man... and always thinking about girls wherever he goes... and thinking about himself only...&lt;br /&gt;and jackie is the more serious type.. and putting others before him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love their stunts so much..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-8489660573436555796?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/8489660573436555796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=8489660573436555796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/8489660573436555796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/8489660573436555796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/08/super-duper-long-long.html' title='super duper long long...'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_2U6jLQ-650k/RsZ3kBX5z5I/AAAAAAAAACs/UwHsMM3Tj7w/s72-c/knockeduppic3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-4361189395039587419</id><published>2007-08-05T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T19:11:22.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello Humans!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;im back.. with more updates.. hahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;let me recall te fun sweet-turn-into-sour memory i had on 8 july. Well.. its a post celebration for sweetheart b-day.. kay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to start off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we got to sentosa by cable car.. whee.. but b4 that had a photo taking session.. the queue was super long.. okeh lah.. over -exaggerating lah.. not that long and not that short.. okeh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we paid for a glass bottom cabin which is much more better than the normal cabin.. our seats were facing towards the outside whereas.. the normal cabin seats were facing inwards.. so i guess the point is we had a better view.. and the best part is we were treated like VIPs.. we cut the queue and got into out seats first even though we were from the back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and the ride was super exhilarating.. superb view.. and what a coincidence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;while on the ride we saw 2 superstar cruise.. 1 was VIRGO and the other GEMINI.. which is exactly our birthday.. my bdae is on 2-9-89 which means im a VIRGO and sweetheart was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;18-6-84 which makes him a gemini.. and it totally bring back memories of MEL camp on board SUPERSTAR VIRGO.. hehe.. trully enjoyed ourselves in the cable car.. hehe.. and ya.. i got a sunflower.. haha.. take a closer look in the pics and u may see it.. well.. just have a look in the pic and u'll know how much fun we had that day minus te sour bits.. anyway.. picture speaks a thousand words..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;from the cable car ride.. OFF to underwater world.. hehe.. heres the sour bit.. which ended my date in a police station...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sigh.. what a stupid day to end it with.. and we had to go to clementi police station to make a statement.. kay lah.. just dont wanna make my post any longer.. just know tat the investigation officer was super windy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i hope.. i can have another better day at sentosa the next time i go there.. and thanks for the souvenir.. haha.. as a token on apology..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;toodles.. enjoy the pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-27.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=576460752305437735&amp;amp;site=widget-27.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; 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&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=1&amp;amp;id=576460752307063573&amp;amp;map=B" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-15.slide.com/z2/576460752307063573/bb_t000_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide4.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-7685159339733444851?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/7685159339733444851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=7685159339733444851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/7685159339733444851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/7685159339733444851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/08/check-out-my-funpix.html' title='Check out my FunPix!'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-1952463315029335447</id><published>2007-07-25T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T23:28:28.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear Sweetheart... U are not forgetten okie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Im sorry for lying to u.. its not your fault kay.. things turned out this way because of me, myself and I.. I should not have lied to u.. and dragged Shaf into this.. So to the both of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please accept my sincere apologies.. honey.. i promise it wont happen again okey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im trully afraid of losing you.. im sorry.. very2 sorry... plz forgive me..&lt;br /&gt;and dont be mad at me anymore.... honey... I LOVE U..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muacks... thank you for the rose and bear.. you should not have bought it for me.. thank you so much sweetheart..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-1952463315029335447?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/1952463315029335447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=1952463315029335447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/1952463315029335447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/1952463315029335447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/07/forgive-me.html' title='Forgive me'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-6047837910317210530</id><published>2007-07-20T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T23:48:51.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost for words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello Bloggers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Im so lost for words.. Just don't know where to begin.. Shaf if you're reading this.. i just wanna apologise for what happened the other day.. trully sorry for what happened that day.. okey?? I promise it won't happen again kay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Back to blogging world.. well.. i've been so lazy to update my blog.. now.. it's so hard to recall those memories.. well.. here's what i can recall k.. before that take a look at my pics.. couldn't load it into my previous post.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-a4.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=576460752305492644&amp;amp;site=widget-a4.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=1&amp;id=576460752305492644&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a4.slide.com/p1/576460752305492644/bb_t016_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=1&amp;id=576460752305492644&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a4.slide.com/p2/576460752305492644/bb_t016_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;these are the pics taken at vivocity on 18 June 07.. before watching fantastic 4. Just scroll ur mouse on the pics for te caption alrites..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;here's another one..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 325px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-80.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=576460752305490048&amp;amp;site=widget-80.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=1&amp;id=576460752305490048&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-80.slide.com/p1/576460752305490048/bb_t040_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=1&amp;id=576460752305490048&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-80.slide.com/p2/576460752305490048/bb_t040_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then.. these are the pics taken on 23-06-2007.. shopping at Bugis.. haha.. past memories.. its so nice to look at them again..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway.. i've been running away from work lately.. haha.. but i guess nobody bothers anymore coz they are so busy.. haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not so much that have happened except i did lots of shopping and.. bought a pair of heels.. hehe.. and shaf slept over.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;fetching sweetheart from workplace and spending time together..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-6047837910317210530?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/6047837910317210530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=6047837910317210530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/6047837910317210530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/6047837910317210530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/06/lost-for-words.html' title='lost for words'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-5001074098457402122</id><published>2007-06-24T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T23:34:09.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long updatess...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO BLOGGERS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this diary of mine have been collecting dust as the owner is so lazy to update it.. who cares anyway?? nobody bothers to read it.. its just a place to scream and yell my ass out.. okey.. im dumb-fucked stressed-out.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me update first all those memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;20-05-07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wedding to Doreen and C.K.. may u be blessed with many2 children. haha.. sorry could not make it to your wedding. but i hope u enjoyed your honeymoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;31-05-07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy vesak day to all those who celebrate this day and thank you for giving me this one day off coz i needed it badly as my work place is killing my brain cells.. anyway im so sorry for sweetheart coz he must work on this day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;08-06-07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took half day leave to go for a trial at BIOSKIN.. but its as nothing to do with skin but SLIM.. and there's this new technology called the ACUPOINT TECNOLOGY which is a mix of western and chinese traditional acupuncture.. had a great time day.. adn the effect is instant.. but for just one treatment it will cost u a bomb btw 200 bucks to 500 bucks and i got it for only 58 bucks.. and more slimming sessions to come.. i just cant resist it.. sorry and thank you sweetheart for the company.. i LoVE u so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the whole of last week it seems like i was enjoying my day at work..&lt;br /&gt;1st coz my manager Bernard did not come to work for almost a week.. condolences to him as his mom passed away.. and Amin.. my supervisor... dont know where he go.. so here's what i did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;15/06/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was sayang's off day.. i decided to trick another manager into letting me home early since my manager and supervisor was not in.. and guess what.. here's te dialogue..&lt;br /&gt;me: (knocking and open the door and smiling) Alice can i go back earlier today&lt;br /&gt;Alice: okey.. she did not even ask me why&lt;br /&gt;me: really..&lt;br /&gt;Alice: ya..&lt;br /&gt;me: coz i need to go mendaki blah3&lt;br /&gt;Alice: Just go lar..&lt;br /&gt;me: okey thank you.. i'll leave at 3.30 pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerek siak that day.. and we played pool and arcade just to spend time together.. and sweetheart.. i really2 love u.. muacks!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;18/06/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another plot to go home early..&lt;br /&gt;but this time i just went off just like that.. DARING a not?? haha.. i left just like that.. coz it's sweeteheart b-DAy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here u go honey..&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you.. &lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you..&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Ed(Sweetheart)&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may all your wishes come true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so met him at PAya Lebar.. and im sure during your birthday u get presents and u dont buy for people presents on your b-day..&lt;br /&gt;Guess what... sweetheart bought me a black polkadot dress.. and i love it.. LOVE IT.. and 2 pairs of earrings.. so sweet of him.. i love u honey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to vivocity to catch a movie.. FANTASTIC 4.. and we watched it in Singapore's BIGGEST theatre with seating capacity for 600 plus people.. AWESOME MAN!!.. and before the movie we spent some time on the "deck" romantically with its superb view.. and i got home at close to 2a.m.. haha.. darling thank you so much.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;and im so glad you were excused from your reservist.. haha.. wonderful day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;20/06/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you..&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you..&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Umairah..&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised it at only 2p.m.. haha.. sorry okey.. anyway.. may all your wishes come true.. u are a legal 18.. and im not yet.. coming very soon.. yay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;23/06/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at BUGIS STREET..&lt;br /&gt;bought a handbag.. yay!! and for darling.. a pair of jeans.. OMG..i love it.. ate BK and went home.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what i told u.. long update right.. nest time believe me if i say it will be a long post.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-5001074098457402122?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/5001074098457402122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=5001074098457402122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/5001074098457402122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/5001074098457402122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/06/long-updatess.html' title='long updatess...'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-8029067071129430013</id><published>2007-06-17T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T12:35:56.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reAd this!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=330 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Men See You As Desirable&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdomenseeyouquiz/see-desirable.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men often find you immediately attractive and sensual&lt;br /&gt;You're honesty is refreshingly beautiful ... it draws guys in&lt;br /&gt;You are also able to be open with your feelings with no emotional baggage&lt;br /&gt;Packing light means you enjoy new relationships easily&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdomenseeyouquiz/"&gt;How Do Men See You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=330 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are the Ego&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouidegoorsuperegoquiz/ego.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a balanced approach to your life.&lt;br /&gt;You definitely aren't afraid to act out on your desires - even crazy ones.&lt;br /&gt;But you usually think first. Morals drive you as much as hedonism does.&lt;br /&gt;You've been able to live a life of pleasure... without living a life of excess.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouidegoorsuperegoquiz/"&gt;Are You Id, Ego, or Superego?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-8029067071129430013?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/8029067071129430013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=8029067071129430013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/8029067071129430013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/8029067071129430013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/06/read-this.html' title='reAd this!!'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-6237567022884410229</id><published>2007-05-24T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:44:33.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>West Coast</title><content type='html'>my 2nd post of the day and more to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. got a punch from my dad.. and i got an m.c.. and sayang also off day.. so scoot off to the clinic.. then played pool at Jurong East entertainment Centre.. damn funny lah.. i did not even win one game.. i'm such a bad aimer.. is there such a word?? haha.. then off to West Coast Park.. We climbed the Triangle thingy.. and we were not in sports gear.. was very tough though.. and sayang was guiding me by saying" Sayang, its just like a staircase.. Ade pattern.." very funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was these 2 siblings doing the same thing as us.. except that the younger one was leading and te elder sister followed her..  She was saying this "u follow my steps okey" "Don't be scared. Its not scary".. haha.. its kind of cute actually.. but i think her sister got pretty pissed off lar..&lt;br /&gt;and at the top.. the scenery was magnificent.. there were many2 lights.. and we felt we were at the top of the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello?? are u mad or what.. this is not mount Everest lah dey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we had some sweet moments by ourselves up there.. kinda romantic lah.. except we had no chairs to sit on.. sobx.. sobx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;climbing hard was tough.. but how would u have guessed.. climbing down was tougher... i felt like staying up there only.. my legs are short and i could not extend it to the next rope.. my god..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went flying on the flying fox.. Dear have lot of muscle.. he can push me from one end to the other.. haha.. and i just couldn't get myself on that very very small chair.. and i fell off twice.. i did not hold the metal pole tightly.. luckily below was sand.. if it was cement.. my kepala dah bocor la dey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then time for wash up at mcds.. and off.. home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okey.. finish.. bye2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-6237567022884410229?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/6237567022884410229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=6237567022884410229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/6237567022884410229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/6237567022884410229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/05/west-coast.html' title='West Coast'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-1305786635495813042</id><published>2007-05-24T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:31:56.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peter parker'/><title type='text'>sPidermaN 3 !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO BLOGGERS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry..i guess this blog is getting dusty..and spider webs are all over tis blog.. yikes.. i'm having lots of problem managing my time.. i can't even find a time for myself to relax.. haha.. so whatever time i get..i'll try to update as much as i can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never ever been a fan of Peter Parker/ Spiderman.. i've never watched any of its movie.. spiderman 1 or 2.. and suddenly poof.. i watched spiderman 3 at dear's place.. with his sister and husband... and Arman Daniel.. wait!! is it Daniel Arman.. ok who cares.. he's growing so fast.. i remembered the first time i carried him.. and now he's bigger.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dear must be very irritated with me while was watching the show.. i kept doing this..&lt;br /&gt;"Ayg, ni sape?" or "Syg, who's this".. i just can't remember teir faces.. and dear will be like doing this," Green Goblin" "Sandman".. blah3.. okey..&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't like the ending.. i mean why must green goblin die just after he got his kind of wake up call.. so not fun seh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-1305786635495813042?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/1305786635495813042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=1305786635495813042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/1305786635495813042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/1305786635495813042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/05/spiderman-3.html' title='sPidermaN 3 !!!'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-3894830279348880744</id><published>2007-04-29T12:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:54:19.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secret rECipe.. monkey suit..'/><title type='text'>ShoppIng time!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RjQZG1SHxWI/AAAAAAAAACk/muxRSHQvB-w/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058695886616905058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RjQZG1SHxWI/AAAAAAAAACk/muxRSHQvB-w/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/RjQWNFSHxVI/AAAAAAAAACc/S_DDzuBiPt8/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'll try to keep updating once in a week at least so that this place wont go dusty.. haha. Im super uber happy as i've did my shopping of clothes!! WELL.. Last monday dear got his off.. so after i finished my work... i met him at lakeside mrt.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and off we head to IMM.. YAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My shopping list..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1.Monkey suit (that's what i called it).. it looks some sort like the pisture on the right.. but nicer.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3. belt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4. accessories(earrings,etc) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well i did not manage to get the shoes only as it was getting late.. so after the tiredness of shopping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we ate at SECRET RECIPE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. GOOD customer service..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. GOOD Food..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3. ROmantic sort of dinner.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4. Nice desserts.. We LOVE the brownies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dear and i were laughing our asses out as we were blur like sotong.. haha.. i got the chicken cop with dunno wat rice, and dear got himself lasagne... we both got hot chocolate as our drink.. LOVElY.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Overall nice day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then a few days later.. went out again with dear and his colleagues.. ate at lau pa sat.. and i very very love the fried rice seafood there.. i LOVE it.. okey.. why am i blogging about food all day.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okey.. nothing much more to say.. but i need your help.. if u know anything to get for a guy's birthday.. plz leave it on my tag board.. i just can't seem to know what to get.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and work is getting prettt boring for me.. as i have to do lots and lots of data collation.. and come out with a suitable template for the yard.. ARRRRGH!! stress lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sayang i need to get out of singapore for an island- getaway.. (plz don't forget to request for your off on a saturday or sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OFF i go.. bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-3894830279348880744?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/3894830279348880744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=3894830279348880744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/3894830279348880744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/3894830279348880744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/04/shopping-time.html' title='ShoppIng time!!'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_2U6jLQ-650k/RjQZG1SHxWI/AAAAAAAAACk/muxRSHQvB-w/s72-c/untitled2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-6899016157950569382</id><published>2007-04-21T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T15:07:42.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Robinsons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im missing my own blog lah.. seriously.. working life is not as fun as school life.. i come home feeling tired and i just doze off and the next day i'll be waking up so early to go to work.. and life is just like a cycle.. let me update u with my life okey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Firstly Love Is Always In The Air if sayang is always by my side haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've been so busy with work that the time i get to meet him means a lot to me.. Fetching him from work is like a roller coaster ride.. wit different adventures each day.. and i love to laugh with him.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yesterday ate at Lau Pa Sat with his work friends.. and their wives.. so precisely.. its a triple date?? haha.. and i love DANIEL SUFIAN so so much.. he's so adorable.. will post up is pictures soon.. but sayang just dont love to carry him.. but yesterday Sufian was in a bad mood i guess.. he was like crying in the train all the way.. hmmmph.. if my future gonna be som or daughter cries in the train.. then i'll ask sayang to carry him.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okey.. and ya.. We catched the movie.. MEET THE ROBINSONS at GV Vivocity.. and its a 3D show.. but there was a technical fault during the screening... and that pissed me off.. coz the show was cut off at the cutie dinosaur part.. where he was saying "I have big head but small arms!!!!".. and everyone was laughing at one point and at the next second the whole theatre was so god damn quiet like a cemetery.. haha.. and we started again.. when one of the staff was on the PA system telling us about the problem.. HIS ENGLISH was totally shit.. and i mean it.. SHIT!!.. syg was like laughing all the way.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thats all.. if i were to tell u everyting in detail, then it would take me a week to complete what i've to update.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AND plz.. let me watch Freedom Writers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-6899016157950569382?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/6899016157950569382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=6899016157950569382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/6899016157950569382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/6899016157950569382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/04/meet-robinsons.html' title='Meet the Robinsons'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-6657140580997734242</id><published>2007-04-01T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:54:21.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenduri cukur rambut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8p1pJJnHI/AAAAAAAAACE/6GbESEyqdmE/s1600-h/418429685l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048299708859653234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8p1pJJnHI/AAAAAAAAACE/6GbESEyqdmE/s320/418429685l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mom and dad to be.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8pvZJJnGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/mUu-LuGhTM8/s1600-h/258177158l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048299601485470818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8pvZJJnGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/mUu-LuGhTM8/s320/258177158l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and the cute hero!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8po5JJnFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/QJqZkLgX3IQ/s1600-h/915079221l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048299489816321106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8po5JJnFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/QJqZkLgX3IQ/s320/915079221l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8pipJJnEI/AAAAAAAAABs/6J8YNKlNIqA/s1600-h/876296578l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048299382442138690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8pipJJnEI/AAAAAAAAABs/6J8YNKlNIqA/s320/876296578l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8pcZJJnDI/AAAAAAAAABk/lID4Nl-JuhU/s1600-h/725779242l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048299275067956274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8pcZJJnDI/AAAAAAAAABk/lID4Nl-JuhU/s320/725779242l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8pTJJJnCI/AAAAAAAAABc/uCCOlcGeK90/s1600-h/720810801l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048299116154166306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8pTJJJnCI/AAAAAAAAABc/uCCOlcGeK90/s320/720810801l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048298673772534802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8o5ZJJnBI/AAAAAAAAABU/HdUZWBZHRQM/s320/720668082l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooops.. he's crying lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8oa5JJnAI/AAAAAAAAABM/DOL6mlOvyRI/s1600-h/603198801l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048298149786524674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8oa5JJnAI/AAAAAAAAABM/DOL6mlOvyRI/s320/603198801l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8oUZJJm_I/AAAAAAAAABE/YqhOmwKrVRk/s1600-h/418429685l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.. i think he's uncomfortable like i am.. haha.. how to be a mother??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8n8pJJm-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/JD57q0MR6D0/s1600-h/363121161l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048297630095481826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8n8pJJm-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/JD57q0MR6D0/s320/363121161l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mak cik and the prince of the day la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8m9JJJm9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/FbKkFShTZV8/s1600-h/359964733l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048296539173788626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8m9JJJm9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/FbKkFShTZV8/s320/359964733l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh?? mimpi ape huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8m3pJJm8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/b1QNNhS9sf0/s1600-h/258608786l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048296444684508098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8m3pJJm8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/b1QNNhS9sf0/s320/258608786l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The roses among the thorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-6657140580997734242?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/6657140580997734242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=6657140580997734242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/6657140580997734242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/6657140580997734242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/04/kenduri-cukur-rambut.html' title='Kenduri cukur rambut'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_2U6jLQ-650k/Rg8p1pJJnHI/AAAAAAAAACE/6GbESEyqdmE/s72-c/418429685l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-3852837906401871405</id><published>2007-03-17T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T14:02:05.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sayang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ITP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='99'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music and lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handphone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitches'/><title type='text'>latesT newS</title><content type='html'>Sorry.. I guess you people have been missing me right.. haha.. especially syg who wants me to update my blog.. kay.. this will be a long entry.. orite.. juz bear wit it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26/02&lt;br /&gt;First Day Of ITP at Jurong Port Pte Ltd.. The first day was AWESOME..I did noting.. Kay was attaced there with 2 other students.. Dad sent me.. I was attached to ContainerTerminal.. while te other 2 was attached to General Bulk Cargo and admin building.. So ferst day lots of introduction.. and i got to know wit one of my senior, RACHEL.. or i call Bird Brain.. n she calls me pea Brain.. hmmp.. and 3 days of doing noting but chat with the bird brain..&lt;br /&gt;and attachment to West Gate from 1st-2nd February...This is the place where the OLD folks are.. and all they do is chat 24/7.. had great time there..&lt;br /&gt;Then was attached to ITH for 1 week(05-09 March).. A place to suffer kay.. with Srinu, Ronald, CK, Steve and Antonio.. A place of hell where the phone does not stop ringing from complains..&lt;br /&gt;And this week from 12-16 march attached to control room..&lt;br /&gt;and i get to go down to wharf side.. But i look like a bangla with the orange vest and helmet.. HAha... Thats only about werk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on 4th mArch.. Went to Sayang's home coz got Kenduri cukur rambut... its a ceremony where we cut the newborn baby hair.. haha.. kesian.. Daniel Arman.. But he's so cute and adorable. Love to carry him.. But the bad thing is sayang was not with me.. He was working.. but it was quite okey after all after i've start mixing with his family.. like Caca-sister and Nana.. haha.. and at last he came home and we ate dinner at his house.. Nasi Minyak.. Best!!! larrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on 10th March, we went to kenduri Kahwin..The groom is my students' uncle.. Haha.. and syg accompanied me.. But before that, we went to pay sayang motor repossess fee.. and e bought me a rose.. BIG One.. haha..but not real.. from Toys r us.. Had fun seh.. He's so sweet la with the flower.. Then at night... we watched movie.. Haha..  me and my purple going to maroon baju kurong.. and him in is long sleeve shirt.. Damn smart.. and handsome and cute.. I loVe u la syg very2 the much.. and i wanted to watch the messenger but since we were in a lovey-dovey mood.. changed the plan.. watched Music and Lyrics instead.. a hillarious and romantic show.. i likeit.. especially the song.. "All i want to do is to find a way back into love".. Yes and i'm back into love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.. After all the sweet memories.. here come the not sweet memory.. On 14th March at 7.30 am i lost my hp in bus 99.. stupid.. i was just on my way to werk.. and i lost my hp.. and guess wat.. I DID not went to werk.. Instead went to meet syg.. and i cried my lungs,liver, intestine, etc. out... EEEEWWWWWW.. disgusting... and i was late on 15th and 16th.. 1 problem after the other.. Bad grades for me.. And i hate the bitches.. BITCHES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate B------ K-- Chin Chye.. he's my DM.. and he doesnt want to approve my OFF.. i HATE HIM.. to the max.. sorry syg.. anyway i'm already missing him.. i love u sayang.. and im fetching u later.. see u syg..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-3852837906401871405?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/3852837906401871405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=3852837906401871405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/3852837906401871405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/3852837906401871405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/03/latest-news.html' title='latesT newS'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-2603053553282275178</id><published>2007-03-14T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T17:08:03.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='99'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handphone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>stupid or wad?</title><content type='html'>am i stupid or wad?of all things, i lost my hp AGAIN !! shit! whoeva that dumb fuck who took it, RETURN LAH!!! ok..im totally mad..my mom havent found out and not even my dad...shit!!im stuck here at hafriz hse...thinking of the 1 million and 1 possibilities that will happen to me..so ppl...stop msging me..stop calling and STOP wadeva is related to my no.thank you. this public announcement is brought to u by HANISAH the mad one..oh yeah..and the careless one...haiz..i got no hp..YEAH!! dumb..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-2603053553282275178?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/2603053553282275178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=2603053553282275178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/2603053553282275178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/2603053553282275178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/03/stupid-or-wad.html' title='stupid or wad?'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-3171587313856562385</id><published>2007-02-25T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:37:26.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revoke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traffic Police HQ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car license'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scissors-paper-stone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='license'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Era Farida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogskin'/><title type='text'>New Blogger??!</title><content type='html'>kay ferstly.. thanks fizah for helping me with my new skin.. kay.. im a little I.T idiot.. and currently i'm using the new google blogger or what ever.. and its super slow.. u wont be able to see the new skin right after u publish it.. why the hell must we changed to this new blogger..  and again thanks for accompany me while waiting for sumone to come home.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay so went to Traffic POlice HQ at Ubi but the bus driver instead showed me the way to Geylang neigbourhood police post!!! Hmmmph.. luckily did not lost me way.. or else i'll chopped his head off!! and now syg license sudah revoke lah.. Hell lah.. i'll miss riding on his bike.. but nvm.. i'm 18 soon so i'm gonna take car license since syg and mom don't let me take bike license.. no Fair.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so have been teaching tuition and as normal those kids are really a pain in the ass. but enjoyed teaching them.. haha.. and yesterday i fetched sayang from work and laughed and tickled each other in the bus.. its a routine haha.. and our favourite game: SCISSORS PAPER STONE.. + HIT MY HAND IF I LOSE.. haha.. and he it me till my and turn red!!! hmmph.. but kelakar giler tau.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah.. got to go now.. wanna watch ERLIN MONTEL.. eh btw she slimmed down a lot.. giving me some inspiration.. but where should i start from?? &lt;br /&gt;and how the hell did TAUFIK won "personality paling popular" in Pesta PErdana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love u bnyk- bnyk ERA FARIDA.. At last dapat pun die sapu some prizes and Najip Ali.. they're such comedians.. i LOVE them.. but i love my sayang more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-3171587313856562385?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/3171587313856562385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=3171587313856562385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/3171587313856562385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/3171587313856562385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-blogger.html' title='New Blogger??!'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-6216781841889196299</id><published>2007-02-20T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T18:20:53.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='99'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tickle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='196'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NASI LEMAK POWER'/><title type='text'>i LoVe u</title><content type='html'>kay.. seriously i dunno why my post title is "i love u".. maybe bcoz i'm madly, super-deeply in love.. My syg is so busy working.. but its okey.. as long as i get to see him everyday.. well.. not almost EVERYDAY.. well.. its my hobby now to hop onto bus 99 to clementi and then 196 to CPF building at Tanjong Pagar.. JUST to Fetch my darling.. haha.. then we'll hop on the bus back to send me home.. sometimes before going home.. we'll have dinner first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniway people, u should try eating at Boon Lay Coffee Shop.. especially the NASI LEMAK POWER!! now open at Causeway Point also.. but it's only open after 9 pm and please queue early.. "Hey!! am i advertising for them?? Hmm.. maybe i should get paid for this.. haha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've been fetcing darling from work.. and i love it.. cause i get to spend my time sharing stories and jokes with him.. isn't that super duper fun.. and he loves to tickle me and i love to bite him.. padan muka sayang ku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow i'll be going to LTA and TP to settle all sayang problems.. SYG.. Bila dah tak ade problem jangan lah carik problem kay.. OR else i'll kill u tau..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-6216781841889196299?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/6216781841889196299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=6216781841889196299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/6216781841889196299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/6216781841889196299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-love-u.html' title='i LoVe u'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-117143630934974306</id><published>2007-02-14T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T15:00:51.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAppy V-day to ALL</title><content type='html'>HaPpy VAlentine's day.. today is 14 FEB.. its a day to spread love around.. hehe.. its not a day only for couples k.. its a day for friendship and even family.. &lt;br /&gt;To all my friends.. Happy friendship day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway for me and my sayang, we had a pre V-day.. we went to ECP for a swim.. Since its only 2 of us so we decided to bring the tent along.. WAIT!! don't think negative la.. to put our stuffs and personal belongings like hp and radio in so that nobody know tat there's no one in the tent to steal.. hehe.. GOOD IDEA rite.. but wat a mistake..&lt;br /&gt;Hermione and Ridwan came along too.. i might say "terserempak la".. so its like 2 couples.. but too bad they didn't bring extra clothes to swim..  so they just sit around and play sand... hehe.. but nonetheless.. we enjoyed ourselves.. after the whole thing me and sayang wanted to have dinner by the water breakers.. but was too dark.. so nvm.. just ate at a table near to our tent... overall.. i enjoyed myself.. but i HATE being bullied by him.. he just loves to pus my head into the water.. hehe.. but its a nice way to spend my v-day since we are out of cash..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe v-day is not about having romantic candle light dinner.. or night movies.. it doesn't matter how u celebrate it.. its about the quality time u spend with ur love ones.. so for me... and oters wo think so.. V-day is everyday.. not only on 14 FEB.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i'm fetching im from werk.. i've made a valentine card for him.. will try to upload the photos if i can.. so gotta go now.. wanna laminate the card.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to everyone out there.. HAppy v-day.. spread the love around&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-117143630934974306?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/117143630934974306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=117143630934974306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/117143630934974306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/117143630934974306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-v-day-to-all.html' title='HAppy V-day to ALL'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-117117936640255898</id><published>2007-02-11T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T15:36:06.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Subordinate Court</title><content type='html'>so.. on 8th went to subordinate court with sayang.. &lt;br /&gt;The journey there, both were speechless.. we kept quiet most of the time.. &lt;br /&gt;but it's all over now.. we've settled everyting.. thanks to some people.. hehe.. sayang!! u better stay out of trouble k.. or else i'm gonna eat u up whole.. okay??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the journey home was a better one.. we talked and laughed like hyenas.. so valentine day is coming soon.. not planning anyting big.. just a trip to somewhere.. sssshhh.. its a secret between us.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today im planning to go out and fetch him.. &lt;br /&gt;tada... &lt;br /&gt;adios.. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-117117936640255898?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/117117936640255898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=117117936640255898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/117117936640255898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/117117936640255898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/02/subordinate-court.html' title='Subordinate Court'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-117073441192965289</id><published>2007-02-06T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T16:41:23.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate TP... not Temasek Poly..</title><content type='html'>I hate T.P.. its not Temasek Poly but Traffic Police.. maye its our fault for riding the bike w/o insurance.. but is it so hard to give ppl 2nd chances.. forget it.. no use complaining now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. sayang i miss u.. yesterdae met him at his werk place.. but as not usual, i was late again.. hey i'm not always late tau.. sorry k.. hehe.. jgn mara2 lagi la.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored coz im alone at home rite now.. hehe.. and i miss is voice la.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg.. wanna watch cartoon la.. bubbye.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not updating as frequently as i used to.. but i'll try my best k..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-117073441192965289?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/117073441192965289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=117073441192965289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/117073441192965289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/117073441192965289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-hate-tp-not-temasek-poly.html' title='i hate TP... not Temasek Poly..'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-117065016625714810</id><published>2007-02-05T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T12:36:06.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missiNg me??</title><content type='html'>hello.. do u miss me?? hehe.. well been quite busy lately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rifdy i just can't seem to let go of my past.. i can't see mommy carrying their kids around.. it just hurts me deeply.. well ur dad and me gettin along pretty well.. hehe.. just a few fights along the way.. but tats normal in relationship rite.. well.. but we both miss u especially since Kak Nor just given birth. so we kind of remembered u.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's the latest update..&lt;br /&gt;my laptop and computer spoil.. coz the hard drive went bizzare.. and my laptop keyboard are not functioning properly.. so certain letters i copy and paste.. tats kind of stupid.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Nor just given birth to a baby boy.. Daniel Arman.. so cute k.. and my darling sudah jadi pak cik ye.. and guess wat.. my darling dont dare carry a 1 week old baby.. actually for me.. i was scared at first but i did quite well.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my school holiday already.. slacking around.. nothin to do.. coz my name from MCD has been tendered coz there's tis new R.M who is a sic bitch.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Singapore won in the Asean Soccer Championship.. yay.. Lion Roar.. kay im mad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly.. i miss sayang a lot.. but u gotta werk rite.. so.. being a little understandin is much better.. sorry ya.. Sayang i love u to bits and pieces k.. muackz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takin care people.. bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-117065016625714810?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/117065016625714810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=117065016625714810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/117065016625714810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/117065016625714810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/02/missing-me.html' title='missiNg me??'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-116860705240253124</id><published>2007-01-12T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T12:36:40.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school</title><content type='html'>rifdy.. ur dad's been so busy... keje aje.. sampai tak ingat orang.. so well been fetching him from work whenever i can make it.. and i juz love to see him in his uniform.. he's so cute lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got nothing much to blog except that i've been so stressed.. many things to catch up... but i'm not giving up so soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-116860705240253124?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/116860705240253124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=116860705240253124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/116860705240253124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/116860705240253124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-to-school.html' title='back to school'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-116758999458230224</id><published>2006-12-31T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T02:33:14.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two in 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;br /&gt;AND SELAMAT HARI RAYA HAJI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ed Rifdy.. its a new year, 2007. A brand new year and a new beginning of life for me.. my new year's resolution is to be a stronger girl when im facing with diffculties.. Most of all i don't want to repeat the same mistakes that i've done all along.. its a new me.. I don't want to make the wrong choice again in life &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long have not updated.. been a month since that incident.. I guess i'll never be able to forgive myself. People around me has not been helping me a lot in facing this challenge.. how am i ever gonna forgive myself if they can't even forgive me.. my decision affected me emotionally and physically now.. everything changed ever since that day.. i'm no longer that Hanisah.. i don't know why.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday settled Ed's bill since he was working.. went to IMM and made his hp payments.. hope his line gets reconnected soon.. its super hard to contact u when u got no hp.. i guess its the PMS that has been causing me mood swings cause i was like so in a bad mood.. so my mood affected his mood and everything just go haywired.. me giving him attitude and he giving me attitude.. i guess i'm sorry for that. but u guys don't feel how a girl feels when she has stomach cramps which causes her mood swings.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then decided to take a break from that mini fight we had.. accompanied shaf to IMM again to change her MP4 for a new one.. then syg called.. decided to fetch him at PWC.. well i guess i've got to bear with his job right now.. coz he don't end work on time.. and it really sux waiting for sumone to take over his shift.. but i guess.. my plus point is patience.. after the whole moody swing thingy.. atte dinner at Lau Pa Sat and the black pepper chichken rice there totally sux.. dont ever try it.. Just go for its all time favourite SATAY.. or u'll regret big time.. and i guess my PMS started again cause i just has the urge to show him attitude since teh food was damn terrible.. my stomach felt like puking.. and there goes the eye-giving attitude.. i "jeling" at him n he do it back to me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the train.. there's this new-born baby.. and everything just rewinded to the day i killed my son.. i just couldn't help seeing his mother carrying him and stroking him.. i never had a chance to do that.. and tears just started flowing and and and i was just too emotional at that time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well and the worst has yet to come.. ED took home my hp and have not returned them back.. pretty upset.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today to celebrate hari raya haji,, had a family gathering at gran's house.. but my god damn sickening father had to ruin everything by scolding me for no reason.. ppppsstttt.. and there my tantrum go.. swearings, curses, vulgars.. and too bad.. my aunt and uncles wre shocked at my rudeness. too bad kay people..this is me.. i hate my dad k..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-116758999458230224?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/116758999458230224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=116758999458230224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/116758999458230224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/116758999458230224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/12/two-in-1.html' title='Two in 1'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-116697021278450237</id><published>2006-12-24T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T22:23:32.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everithing will change if u change</title><content type='html'>ed rifdy.. my life getting even more rotten than ever.. everything just changes when it needs to.. some changes just happened for that one mistake which i made on 27/11/06.. im sorry ed rifdy.. i've never given u a chance to live.. n now im suffering for what i've done.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lose evryone'e trust.. ferstly my parents.. i've lose their trust.. (in the ferst place did they ever trust me?).. its just super irritating when i want to go out and there there go.. "u going out with who?" "what time are u coming home" "whats her hp nO?".. and most of all my privacy's gone.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lose syg's trust.. well.. that's the reason for each and every fight we ever had..  there's no trust which is holding us together.. everything just seems so wrong.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now he's parents and siblings.. It's like i'm calling a prison whenever i call his home.. the serious tones of his parents.. wishing to tell me not to disturb their son.. and his sisters.. when will this torture ever ends.. i guess it'll be very long to get us back to teh normal us.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things just dont change.. he still love sto spend his time with me.. some times.. u just gotta spend time quality and i really mean quality time together.. cherish each other when u are together.. dont forget the mushy things like hugs and kisses.. dont be stingy with them.. well.. so i did spend quality time with syg yesterdae.. at the J.E swimming complex.. swimming just the both of us.. with no one else.. its just super fun.. and his ever childish behavior.. which i can't resist.. i think what made me fall in love wif this guy is his ever smiling and charming face.. nto forgetting his childish looks.. hehe.. so its like real quality time with no hp distractions and no people that we know to be a distraction.. its the time meant for me and him to bond and get over with the past.. hehe.. but the only distration i ever got is the girls there wif bikinis and yet sum are fat.. ya.. so thats it..&lt;br /&gt;n i actually hate swimming wif him coz he's such a big bully in water.. pushing people head in the water till i run out of air, carrying me and throwing me in the water, pulling my leg whne i'm swimming.. IMAGINE how irritating that is.. blueks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what he's still my syg.. i love him only.. okey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.. i miss my son n him.. muacks.. gd nites.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya aniway tomorrow is christmas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-116697021278450237?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/116697021278450237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=116697021278450237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/116697021278450237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/116697021278450237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/12/everithing-will-change-if-u-change_24.html' title='Everithing will change if u change'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-116628485919941472</id><published>2006-12-16T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T00:00:59.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays</title><content type='html'>ed rifdy.. i juz cant take my mind of u. i still miss u.. plz forgive me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. its been sum weeks ive not been blogging.. skul pretty lame.. i juz hate going back to school.. projects piling up.. but i dun wish to retake my ferst year.. so juz buck up for ica 2.. i can do it.. hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rifdy.. ur grandparents sux kay.. or i might say my parents sux.. why cant adults hold on to their promises.. n they expect us to be the goody2 n keep to our promises.. if they cant keep to their promises then i wont.. i hate it.. they've promised me that i'm allowed to go out with syg whenever i want but i've to tell de truth.. but now.. no going out wif him.. wats this.. my uncle even asked me to break up wif him.. im not going to make another big mistake in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back wif ed.. but sumtimes things wont go the way u want it to be.. i mean u cant expect him to be all cheerful n bubbly again wif me.. things juz change when they need to.. but i dont blame him.. i hope this feeling of u-dun-love-me ends soon.. coz deep down i noe he loves jus the wae i love him.. time will heal itself.. for now i've gotta kick the habit of always picking up a fight over small matters.. n i hope he wont have any more secrets wif me.. i juz love him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n btw i've made an apology card specially for him. its super cute.. hehe.. n here's what i quoted out from tat card i made..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are You In the medical profession?&lt;br /&gt;Female with an injured heart and badly bruised ego seeks the help of a male professional who will be able to bandage her up and breathe new life into her painful existence. The perfect person for this job is someone with a winning sense of humour, sense of what's really important in life, understandind, caring and a desire to try again. the perfect applicant will share the patient's forgive-and-learn-from-the-past philosophy. Ed Rhamdhan i love u and ive never stopped loving u... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for now its goodbye to soon_gonna_be_ur_ex and say hello to Im_never_gonnal_leave_u_aain.. hehe.. after all that forgiving session.. his sense of humour brighten my day and left a smile on me.. hehe... n he's jokes and laughter always ring in my heart especially when i was stuck under a blk full of cockroaches.. i swear there were at least 4 of them n 1 wif teh ability to fly.. its disgusting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.. dearie ed rify n rhamdhan..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-116628485919941472?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/116628485919941472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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sChooL</title><content type='html'>weLL.. its back to schoOl agAin for me tomOrrow.. i just dont know y im feeling so awkward.. maybe coz itz been 3 weeks since i last seen my frens except for HermIone n Ridwan.. well.. they've been so supportive of me.. i've got to be strong and face in front.. no LookiNg back.. u cant undo the past.. but memories should still be kept.. n to my little One i still miss u.. i'm sorry for nt giving u a chance to live.. just noe that ur dad and me trully miss u.. we'll visit u kay.. its a promise k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks syg for still loving n caring for me.. u r so special to me.. n i promise i'll be yours forever.. okey.. thanks for giving me another chance to love u.. i Dont wanna lose u coz i've lose sumone i rilli love n i noe u love him too.. but he's gone... so lets put the past behind us and move on.. i thank u for being wif me whenever i need u.. maybe u are still mad at me tats y nowadays u r treating me lyke a nobody.. but im sure time will heal itself.. i will wait for u patiently juz lyke how u waited for me b4 i trully accepted u.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want tis rtionship to not end here.. coz a part of me is wif u.. n it will forever be wif u.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well back to my posting.. tomorrow i'll not be going for gems coz i dont think i'm tough enough to face my mates yet.. so i'll only be going for accountings.. thanks to capt sahwan n Lim.. for giving me chance to go bk to school.. i mus relly mug for ICA 2.. coz its my only hope to move on to year 2.. so tomorrow is trully a challenging dae for me.. coz most of my classmates know abt my probs.. but i must face it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as of todae i'll name my blog Ed Rifdy coz i've been wanting to name my son that.. whereas if it was a girl.. her name would surely start wif H and that is for syg to decide.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-116465334349066551</id><published>2006-11-28T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T02:49:03.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Little onE</title><content type='html'>I did sumting which i can never forgive myself.. i killed the little one that i loved in me..at 12pm on 27 Nov 2006.. tHe day i'll remember.. the day which i ended his life at only 12 weeks.. in my womb.. im gonna miss him for sure.. i'm sorry.. plz forgive me, my child.. i don't know why i was weak as a mother not to protect u.. i wanted u to see the world but they just won't let me have u.. i did not even have a chance to hold u in my arms.. u were just being sucked out of me bt tat syupid "monster".. Im sorry to have ended ur life like that.. I'm gonna make myself suffer as a punishment for what i did to u.. How much pain in me.. I'll bear it even though it will take months.. i WOnt ever eat any pain killers.. up till now my womb still hurts badly... i may not have made the right choice.. I'm sorry.. i kept dreaming of u crying.. one day if i ever have any more kids i will tell them.. that they once had a brother.. but i killed him.. IM A MURDERER.. I KILLED MY OWN SON...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-116465334349066551?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/116465334349066551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=116465334349066551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/116465334349066551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/116465334349066551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/11/goodbye-little-one.html' title='Goodbye Little onE'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-116024051505750721</id><published>2006-10-07T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T01:01:55.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoots</title><content type='html'>yay!!.. i got selected for de superstar virgo cruise.. well.. its juz a few of us lah.. like my class wil be ain, hermione n Joy.. then the other class will be dinah, mary.. so its like.. lucky for us to be chosen.. yet there's this feeling of i dunno wat surrounding me coz faz nt able to go along n she's like seperated from us.. well.. actually i don't mind not going but since syg allowed me to go on few conditions so i agreed lah.. i'll promise to keep my promises k.. thanks for allowing me to go.. promise to fetch u from de airport k.. i realli love u to pieces.. u r 1 in a million k.. i love u.. n i got a surprise for u.. part of it u noe thru de fone coz i scared u mara coz i werk at mcds imm.. well there's a reason behind it n i let it out too fast.. well.. i rili need u to allow me to werk at other places coz rigth nowmy mcd has too many crew but no sales.. so they send us to other stores so tat we can earn our money ah.. coz its no longer holidaes so its like our mcd pokai rabak.. i wish u allowed me to werk sumwhere else.. to earn a few bucks.. onli for next week.. plz reply at my tag.. coz by sunday i'll be on de cruise n there's no wae i can earn money.. plz.. i beg u.. honey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k back to my werk at IMM todae.. i hate de crews there.. its like a place for zombies to werk.. MCD SSC rox to de core k.. bonding n team spirits exist all de time.. i mean like we know when to joke n when to shutup when its serious business.. at IMM is totally no jokes n no fun.. fcuk ass.. aniwae attached there wif NAdiah.. this gerl kan very lame ah.. but she's nice to be with.. n there's this bitch at IMM store.. her name is LALA.. so de tinky winky is nadiah.. de dipsy is me.. n the PO is halizah which is oso btw a crew frm our ssc store.. haha.. n this minah call me adek n call Nadiah "MINAH".. wat de hell is exactly her prob.. n btw she's onli 15 lah.. n nk step mane peh besar.. dumbass.. n she was like so rude.. want to mop must push ppl izzit.. cannot say excuse me huh.. well over n done wif tat bitch.. nw to de aunty n uncles there.. they r totally mute n dumb.. dont even know how to acknowledge by saying thank you.. You See.. the policy at mcds is when we call a product to the kitchen crew they must reply thank you so tat we counter crews know taht they heard us.. but the ppl there dont even say thank u.. FUCK3.. so i ended up calling 5 times n they were pissed of at me ah.. WTH.. then when i call once right they never even heard n ended up no burger came out ah.. but since i was fasting.. patience is a virtue.. i smiled to every customer juz like how i would like to b treated if i were de customer..&lt;br /&gt;Then it was alomost time to break fast.. n seddunly there was a rush in of customers.. of all races.. then it was time to break fast.. n sum malays were still in de queue.. being a good gerl during bulan puasa ini kan.. i decided to give plain water to those in de queue to break their fast.. i totally forgot tat i was fasting n never even drink sumting until.. nadiah asked me.. "KAu dah buke".. hehe.. so i drank water.. n continued to werk.. was allowed to break fast only closing to 8 when the queue has cleared.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i cant seeem to think of aniting to talk abt.. k lah.. signing off.. i lOVe u syg.. nites.. my dreamland calling me.. coz i wanna dream together wif him..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-116024051505750721?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/116024051505750721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=116024051505750721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/116024051505750721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/116024051505750721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/10/woohoots.html' title='woohoots'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115997002633368132</id><published>2006-10-04T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:53:46.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stomach cramps</title><content type='html'>eeerrrgh.. my stomach is so fucking pain kay.. im having cramps from yesterdae n de feeling juz sux .. so aniwae been tesching tuition de past 2 daes.. n tomolo will be psle maths paper.. all de best k to those taking ur psle.. nuting much happen.. i nd to go have my nap.. im so sick.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.. gd nite syg.. waiting for ur tags.. reply me soon.. muackz.. loving u owaes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115997002633368132?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115997002633368132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115997002633368132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115997002633368132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115997002633368132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/10/stomach-cramps.html' title='stomach cramps'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115980411477921599</id><published>2006-10-02T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T23:48:34.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooopz..</title><content type='html'>ferst of all Happu=y Children's Day to those below 13 of age.. haha.. well for me.. its no longer children nor youth day.. wat de heck.. poly life stinks.. but i'll strive on n i promise to be in tat poly for only 3 years n nt more k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae PSLE is starting this wednesdae.. de feeLing is juz shitty.. its lyke i'm de one who's sitting for de paper.. i pray for u all de best, haiKal.. jgn lah kau fail.. mamPos nnti Cik Sal kau cekik aku.. hehe.. study hard k.. im sorry for pressurizing u this few daes.. but cum on.. its only a few weeks of pressure rather than a lifetime of regrets.. i promise i'll give u sumting if u score well k.. all de best.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.. I hate tat Hikmah show.. its like a 2nd versioN of DIa.. WTf.. i dont hate it but i love it.. xcept tat de suspense in tat show is too hard for me to handle.. &lt;br /&gt;wat de heck.. Adrian keeps on blaming his wife for cheating behind him.. n i hate those 4 fuckers in tat fucking hell home i must say.. i mean y r they brainwashing tat poor Adrian n i wonder y tat ANA never even make a move to prove to his husband tat she was being backstabbed by those devils.. n these 2 were de most loveliest couple i ever watched in any drama sequel.. shit man.. all gone to waste.. that trust, love n understanding.. well.. de show is getting more heated up next week when Adrian ask for divorce..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. n this dedicated solely for syg.. contents may be too mushy.. so dont read if u dont wish to.. its onli meant for.. tat special sumone.. ed rhamdhan.. i love u honey.. well.. when u were around there were owaes space for arguments n none left for mushy stuffs.. but when u r farawae.. many2 miles away.. it seem tat de space for arguments is no longer there.. but its so empty w/o u around.. nobody to confide in.. nobody to talk n hug with.. my problems r mine n nt urs anymore.. coz its impossible to tell u thru these tagboards n blog.. i juz wish to hear tat sweet voice of urs.. nw.. family probs getting even worst.. i wish u were around me wrapping ur arms around my waist.. crying wif me.. n lending me ur shoulder n ears to cry.. even ur tshirt to wipe my tears.. thanks a lot.. all i want is to hear u n see u.. cum back quick.. sumtimes watching this hikmah drama sequel set me imagining things.. like wat if our family turns out like tat.. wat if mom n dad persistently find their wae to seperate us.. i jzu hope wherever this rtionship leads us to... i want u to remember.. a rtionship or in the near future.. marriage is no longer a rtionship or marriage with no trust, mutual respect, love n understanding.. i've been crying myself to sleep everynight... coz i truly need u by my side right now.. mom n dad never showered me wif de attention i needed.. now u r here n i depend on u plz don't ever misuse it.. im learning to trust u again k dear.. plz don't repeat those dumb stuffs u ever did b4.. promise?? i shall keep to my promise n never hurt ur feelings k.. u r mine now, tomorrow,future n forever.. with lots of love.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur Sayang... i miss n love u so much.. muackz.. im going to sleep now k.. gdnite.. hope u dont fall sick there.. aniwae u didnt report to me ur condition tehre.. the weather there.. whether u r ok or not.. plz..tag me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115980411477921599?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115980411477921599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115980411477921599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115980411477921599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115980411477921599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/10/ooopz.html' title='ooopz..'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115958150403983315</id><published>2006-09-30T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T09:58:24.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baCk..</title><content type='html'>well.. lots have been happening around me lately.. i wont be blogging much about it.. aniwae if u haven't catch john tucker must die.. GO WATCH IT QUICK.. its super hilarious.. okey.. its already fasting month.. so those hu r fasting.. selamat berpuasa.. n i noe im a bit slow.. HAdi MiRza won tHE sPoRe idOL.. haha.. goodie-goodie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i and sayang have been eating out from de ferst day of puasa up to friday.. hehe.. well. now im back breaking fast at home.. hehe.. aniwae on thursday... syg brought me out n we break our fast at pizza... well super bad service k.. then we had a game of pool.. hahah.. it was damn funny lah.. i cannot even aim lor.. n we played arcade.. n loads more.. i totally enjoy my day with him.. n we spent it meaningfully cos fridae at 5 am he was already at de airport to go Taiwan.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang i'm totally missing ur cheerful smile.. n ur laughter.. hehe.. i hope u will changed to be sumone better... remember ur msg tat u send me.. " i hope u will help me change to the old ED".. well i will definitely help u.. i want this rtionship to go back to its sweet n no bitter times.. where we dont owaes quarrel.. n u were so understanding then.. hehe.. no matter wat happens u r mine owaes.. i lOve u.. i wonder how u r doing in Taiwan.. tAg me soon. im so worried bout u.. aniwae i ahvent got my hp bk.. so plz.. dont msg tat no. yet k.. i love u darling.. muacks.. take care.. aniwae u puase tak ni kat sane? jgn mkn babi eh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115958150403983315?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115958150403983315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115958150403983315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115958150403983315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115958150403983315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/09/back.html' title='baCk..'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115890427711867163</id><published>2006-09-21T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T13:51:17.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont ask me anything</title><content type='html'>well.. dont ask me anything k..im stressed up... no updates till i feel lyke iw anna update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115890427711867163?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115890427711867163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115890427711867163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115890427711867163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115890427711867163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/09/dont-ask-me-anything.html' title='dont ask me anything'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115890402163961560</id><published>2006-09-20T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T13:47:01.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more updates</title><content type='html'>sorie blog- hoppers.. i guess u people have been waiting for me to update.. so here u go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from 13th to 20th i've been to bz wif my imf thingy.. aniwaes i was posted as a press centre assisstants.. so precisely wat we did was photocopying media release.. doing media clippings.. tune in to CNA.. n lots more.. but it was a good exposure for me.. i enjoyed myself being wif doreal.. n adilah.. n de rest of my team mates.. it totally rox k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a few fights wif him.. had a hard blow on my eyes by my fucking dad.. well.. he hit me for de ferst time till my nose bleed.. im never gonna talk to him again.. i HATE him k.. thanks shaf n fizah for being so nice to me.. i rilli love u.. muacks.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes i totally forgot wat had happened.. ive cleared it from my memory.. i hope it will be a lesson to tat sumone k.. im not mad at u.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on 17 sept.. he sent me n fetched me from werk.. so sweet.. then after werk.. catched a movie.. Snakes on a PLANE.. Superb show.. a 10 out of 10 stars.. i like the plot of the story.. it was damn hilarious arh wif sum gross parts.. so people dont buy hotdog when u r watching the show. especiall if u put chilli sos.. haha.. eat it b4 de show starts k.. the climaz was totally fuuyoh.. sum scenes will make u puke such as a snake biting off a woman eyes.. eeeuuuu.. disgusting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hilarious parts will be when the snakes bit the girl's breast.. damn funny lah.. itulah.. mak kate.. nak have sex masuk bilik lah bukan toilet.. kan dah kene bite snake.. hehe.. then another guy in de toilet peeeing.. but never realised in toilet bowl got snake.. wat do u expect.. his penis gone lah.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet there are still sum touching parts.. there's this 2 siblings.. one may be around 4 years while the other 6 years old maybe.. his dad didnt accompanied them on the flight but their mom will be waiting on the other side.. the father told his elder son to be responsible n take care of his brother.. but his bro was bitten by a snake.. its totally saddening ah.. n the guy who the people had trusted to land the plane down since 2 pilots were poisoned by the snake.. so he have onli flew a plan in game boys n ps.. n noe he has to fly a real plane.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in ps there is no brakes when a plane lands down but in a real plane theres a break.. so it was kinda humourous.. go catch it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes i didnt manage to complete all the daes werking coz.. on de last ade i lost my imf pass.. k tats. it.. dun ask me animore..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115890402163961560?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115890402163961560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115890402163961560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115890402163961560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115890402163961560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/09/more-updates.html' title='more updates'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115890260471518874</id><published>2006-09-10T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T13:23:24.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update.. updates..</title><content type='html'>well.. i've just loaded more pics in my entry 3rd sept.. look if u wanna look k.. niwaes.. here u go for the updates.. well.. actually ive written this post a long time ago but i saved it as draft in my com.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Sept 06&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping wif sayang n spend a total of $124 bucks in 1 day. Cause that IMF thingy required us to buy our own uniform- office attire.. so i bought 1 long sleeve blouse, jacket, 2 pairs of long pants.. 1 striped n 1 plain.. n a pair of shoes.  shall upload the picfs which i took k..&lt;br /&gt;so after shopping at metro, this fashion, blah3.. went to catch "little man".. &lt;br /&gt;comments: not bas humourous as i expected.. a 8 out of 10 stars lah.. coz i still got laugh mah.. not tat bad k.. the ending touched my heart.. Aniwaes saw tat Amalina.. MAllY.. at metro.. when can get free perfume for me huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae i was being a total jerk k todae.. A big one indeed.. First of all a million sorry from me for scolding u as if it was ur fault for losing my wallet.. it was my fault k.. i salute u for ur calmness when i was like in a frantic situation.. trying to cool me down may be a total nerve wrecking.. i was so panic wehen i lost my wallet.. but sayang was like calm all the wae.. he told me to remember where i left it.. but i scolded him instead.. Thanks for hugging me n bearing wif all my tempers sayang.. promise to control myself k.. anyways found my wallet in de cinema.. after he let me in.. i think he was kinda scared when i raised my voice.. coz the process of finding a wallet was so tedious... fill in form.. so leceh k.. i mean by the tim ei did all tat sumone might have found it lor.. so sumtimes showing anger still do pay off k.. but at de right time.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a happy bubbly gerl..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115890260471518874?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115890260471518874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115890260471518874' title='0 Comments'/><link 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to them.. sorry i cant send u people the pics yet.. im not finished wif my uploading of pics yet.. a million sorry.. well.. juz dunno y my lappy nis laggging.. &lt;br /&gt;and additioanal update of my bdae..&lt;br /&gt;juz a short one..&lt;br /&gt;i hate org puteh.. i m not having any racial or religious discrimination.. just because their daughters are hot babes n sons hot hunks.. go to hell lah.. fuck off lah.. this is my country.. i mean they were so rude.. i juz put my clothes near their daughter caps n she scolded me seh.. but hello i did apologise.. not only me.. my junior apologised too on behalf of me.. n she gave ne a sulky babi-toot face.. i mean its like its a public place.. i can put my stuffs wherever i want okeh? so tat was de onli event which spoilt my bdae.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuting much to blog about lah.. been so bz wif my werk lah.. mcds, part time tuition teacher n im oso involve in de imf as a press assisstant.. how to cope.. my results gonna be out soon.. 13 sept.. haiyo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well about mcds.. i m so fucking shit pissed off mif my r.m lah.. wtf seh.. i was given a task to train 2 gerls.. didi n zoey.. well.. a bunch of nice n wise gerls.. very quiet yet bubbly.. enjoyed training dem.. but maybe not yet qualifies as a trainer so some screwed  up stuffs.. but hey cum on.. at least they do understand wat to do.. n they still do it well.. well.. im pissed off coz in de end tat fucked up r.m told them tis..&lt;br /&gt;" u can return ur badge n belt today.. the uniform go home wash n return on fridae n i give u ur pay"&lt;br /&gt;fuck.. fuck.. fuck ah.. wasted their 1.5 hr of training i guess.. de reason she gave me was that they are already enuf people.. i mean if realli there's enuf ppl tan u wont be asking me to werk o.t.. lah..right a not?? i mean seriously if u do not want to recruit any more people u shouldn't have ask them to cum down right.. it was a waste of their time.. go to hell wif tat rm.. fuck ass. mentang =2 anak kesayangan die nk naik pangkat.. die nk mengada2.. skali aku semek baru die tau.. stoopid.. pffft.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buiorebfk vpreln foqvne frbv.. shitlvnlzbniofbnae&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115773587548193499?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115773587548193499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115773587548193499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115773587548193499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115773587548193499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/09/me-n-myself_09.html' title='me n myself'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115730048405457559</id><published>2006-09-03T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T13:04:35.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burfdae</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010040.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anibodi wanna commit suicide??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010061.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me n him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the monkey hu hangs himself upside down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010039.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010033.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to make a star??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010031.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAppy Burfdae Hanisah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010025.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010025.7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands n legs up peeps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010030.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010030.7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not dead lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010027.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010027.7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n my sayang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115730048405457559?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115730048405457559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115730048405457559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115730048405457559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115730048405457559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/09/burfdae.html' title='burfdae'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115727417241092140</id><published>2006-09-03T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T22:33:31.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthdaY</title><content type='html'>well.. its my bdae.. yesterdae.. but too tired to update.. so here's a bdae song for me.. &lt;br /&gt;happy bdae to me&lt;br /&gt;happy bdae to me&lt;br /&gt;happy bdae to me&lt;br /&gt;happy bdae to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i truly enjoyed my day out yesterday.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year celebrated again wif my sayang n my juniors in wwss.. even though it was a pretty small crowd of us- only 6 people..the day was spent meaningfully.. at sentosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. at least i enjoyed myself.. muahaha.. so this thingy was planned last minute.. haha.. the night b4 my bdae.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here sum pics taken.. enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sayang.. i dont noe how to rotate the pic ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n my cutie pies... dhiya, Aini n Siti.. oops i mean Sinta??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n sayang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its me n him again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010016.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n us again.. gosh.. camera freak.. i guess.. okay wat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010019.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010019.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sayang.. muackz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010023.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010023.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 3 cutie pies..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115727417241092140?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115727417241092140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115727417241092140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115727417241092140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115727417241092140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthdaY'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115702435750993705</id><published>2006-08-31T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T19:39:17.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>parents</title><content type='html'>i long for freedom.. freedom to do things my way n not theirs. freedom to choose who i want to be friends wif.. freedom is all i want..i guess my parents will never learn to trust me.. im no lil gerl animore kay.. im a big gerl hu can think wisely.. so let me decide for my own.. how long more are they going to sick their nose into each n every of my problems n things.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometiimes i wonder whether thay are fit to be called my parents.. i guess parents are people who cares and listen to your needs.. shows ur mistakes n tries to change them.. not someone who controls you after u've made a mistake.. not someone who beats n hits you.. i hate them kay.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juz love him so much... its hard to let him go.. how much you people hate him.. i still love him.. y cant u people be optimistic rather tham pessimistic.. huh?? im not trying to defend him or wat.. but sumtimes love overcomes other stuffs.. my parents have tried seperating us a few times.. but cant they get it?? we r inseperable.. i can't live without him.. i cry every night just to be wif the ones i love.. how long will i have to go thru this? mom.. dad?? please listen to my heart n not yours.. not every parents make the right choice for their child.. sumtimes u muz learn to let go n listen to ur child.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please dont be so kolot can?? some of my friends also have their partners.. but it is not a problem having a partner as long as i know how to take care of myself.. tats wat that matters the most.. how i wish i had a more open- minded parents.. having bfs is not about having sex or stufs like tat.. its about having sumone close to u whom u can confide personal problems with.. i chose to have one bcoz u people never ever listen to me when i need sumone to talk to.. all u ever did was to hit me k.. tat was y i need sumone special.. get it?? can u people just stop seperating us.. i LOVE him k.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to hint u people by letting u watch the show I NOT STUPID 2.. it depicts an exact scenario wif mine wif sum differences only.. u keep on scolding us n not listen to us.. tats y we turn to other people for special attention n care.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last words.. im not leaving him, the person that i shred my love with for almost 4 years.. get it??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115702435750993705?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115702435750993705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115702435750993705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115702435750993705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115702435750993705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/08/parents.html' title='parents'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115687615094693519</id><published>2006-08-30T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T02:29:10.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im stoopid i guess</title><content type='html'>thanks to u.. de peson hu showered me wif love b4 n now showered me with pain..i guess we r just not meant to be together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate u for doing this to me.i tot i have found a guy perfect enuf to enjoy the rest of my life with.. but this perfection is no longer there.. i feel suffocated with u around me.. i juz dunno wat wrong have i done to u.. i hate everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess promises r always empty..remember those sweet promises we made.. but i guess its all to the bin.. u took awae the only chance i had to make things better for us.. n i hate u for tat.. tisis no de ferst time u shout from my void deck n cum knocking on my door in de middle of the night.. this is the umpteenth time im suffering for ur actions.. get it?? well i guessu havent learnt from ur mistake..u want to gain a famous identity in my neighbourhood huh?? as a gangste may be??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u juz like creatingproblems for me n urself rite.. i juz cleared ur name from being a suspect of the culprit hu vandalised my door.. nw my dad is blaming n accusing u.. u like it so much right. i have given up hope in tis roller- coaster rtionship.. sorry to say tat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to sow tat i love u by asking ur buddy for help to wake u up.. but u blamed n scolded me for waking her up.. u blamed me for calling u late.. i m always in the wrong k.. i noe tat ok??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nw u get tings worst.. for the fact tat u noe mom n dad treat me differently from my sis. everiting i do is wrong n every wrong thing my sis done is right.. hu the hell is she?? a goddess.. i feel like im a useless person.. i dont mean a thing to them.. i wish i died in a car accident or maybe during her pregnancy.. y m i here?? i juz dont noe??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115687615094693519?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115687615094693519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115687615094693519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115687615094693519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115687615094693519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-stoopid-i-guess.html' title='im stoopid i guess'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115583134134607875</id><published>2006-08-18T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T00:15:41.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged agaIn- Kak YAn</title><content type='html'>well.. ive been tagged By kak azeanni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 weird facts/ habits/ things about me:&lt;br /&gt;1. I like to talk on the phone when i am shitting. oopps..&lt;br /&gt;2. I like to bite n EAT n i mean EAT my nails.. dun believe?? &lt;br /&gt;3. I like apple juice with aloe vera pulps even though i don't like aloe vera juice or even the "fruit".&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate furs cause i have sensitive nose which makes me go "ah- choo" but i got fury soft toys n even a cat.. a real one..&lt;br /&gt;5. I bite my toe nail. Wonder how i do it?? haha&lt;br /&gt;6. I don'tlike fish but i love stingrays oNly!!&lt;br /&gt;7. I feel irritated if the person next to me talks on the phone using his earpiece bcoz i'll be wondering who he/ she id toking to until i realise they are taliking using the earpiece. stoopid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 unlucky people to do this.&lt;br /&gt;1. Shafizah&lt;br /&gt;2. Umairah&lt;br /&gt;3. Risziana&lt;br /&gt;4. Shahira&lt;br /&gt;5. Hidayu&lt;br /&gt;6. anyone&lt;br /&gt;7. anyone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115583134134607875?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115583134134607875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115583134134607875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115583134134607875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115583134134607875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/08/tagged-again-kak-yan.html' title='tagged agaIn- Kak YAn'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115571012111549367</id><published>2006-08-16T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T14:35:21.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CliCK</title><content type='html'>Watched the CLICK yesterday wif sayang.. out of 10 stars i'll give it 9 stars.. plz go n watch tis show.. its super damn funny... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/41180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/41180.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis:&lt;br /&gt;A workaholic architect, who has been overlooking his family in favor of his career, comes across a universal remote that allows him to perform TiVo-like functions on his life, such as pausing events or fast-forwarding over them. When the remote begins creating its own memory and choosing what to fast-forward over, the man sees how much of his personal life has passed him by and realizes the importance of spending more time with his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/200x156_click1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/200x156_click1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children with their mummy.. i relly loike the kids acting.. its superb for young kids like them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/200x156_click6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/200x156_click6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He trying the remote control on the tv. then on his wife but without realising it n then to the dog.. its was then he realised the UNIVERSAL REMOTE control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/200x156_click3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/200x156_click3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel telling him that the remote control has its own memory. if u keep on forwarding certain events, the remote control will adjust itself and auto- forward this events, such as, his bath- time, his time eating together with his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/200x156_click5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/200x156_click5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wife is amazingly beautiful.. n sexy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115571012111549367?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115571012111549367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115571012111549367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115571012111549367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115571012111549367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/08/click.html' title='CliCK'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115556182358381385</id><published>2006-08-14T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T23:30:56.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a long post?? may be??</title><content type='html'>well sum people juz keeps on bugging me to update my blog kay.. so here i am gonna update it.. lols&lt;br /&gt;so last updated on 8/08/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;9/08/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to u.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to u.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to u&lt;br /&gt;Sorie for de late birthday wish. hahaz.. may Singapore be blessed with peace forever.. &lt;br /&gt;so people. if u cant go c de parade.. wat do u do?? watch fireworks ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. there i was planning to watch fireworks. but, too bad.. cudn't make it.. but i heard it was a pathetic 3 mins of ooohhhss n aaaahhhsss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10/08/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my shipping practice paper.. well.. i studied a little for it.. so cross- finger lah.. hope to pass.. n btw tis fcuking module i got a attendance warning letter.. so better do well for de paper.. or else i might be joining the freshman next year for another 6 months of shipping prac.. OMG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;11/08/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well guess wat.. my maritime economics paper sux kay.. i totally dun understand wat de paper is toking.. bull shit man.. i was shocked when de invigilator told us tat we had 30 mins left... i wrote shit man in de paper.. but nvm.. last paper. tan can enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;12/08/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;werk at mcds.. funny seh.. tan after tat go c fire works. but planned backfired again.. but hu cares.. new year can see fireworks oso.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;13/08/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;werk again.. but wake up late.. if isnarti never call.. i oso wont wake up... hehe.. so de kecohrable.. i was counter ic.. n everiting screwed up.. funny giler.. whenever i turn, my counter crew will go missing.. n whenever manager ask me to assign them duties.. i will be like huh?? hehe.. funny seh.. i dun even know wat duties i shud assign them. but overall.. i enjoyed werking lah.. tan sayang fetch me home... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;14/08/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without skul.. its so damn bored here.. kolled fizah up.. so she teman me tan after tat sayang turn.. haha.. nuting much ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae if u r planning to watch lake house.. out of 10 i give it a 6.. de show plot is nice.. but de storyline.. very boring.. its owaes writing letters to each other.. planning to catch click n de break up this week catch u soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115556182358381385?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115556182358381385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115556182358381385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115556182358381385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115556182358381385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/08/long-post-may-be.html' title='a long post?? may be??'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115496865733464158</id><published>2006-08-07T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T00:37:37.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whOosH.YippEE</title><content type='html'>well.. saTurdae was a tiring dae.. but our rehearsals was paid off on Sundae.. well.. we had this National DAy Dinner celebrations wif people in de north- Admiralty..  MP Maliki n Khor Boon Wan was there... so actually saturdaew as the rehearsal.. we had to go up the stage n each of us had to put up a panel.. which will later form like a jigsaw puzzle a map of Singapore.. its a collage of pictures of residents as well as the Mp.. its damn beautiful lah.. i'll upload the photos once i get them. so it was so damn tiring ah... up n down the stage&lt;br /&gt;Tan on Sundae sayang never work.. so he send me there... quite disappointed that he could not stay n see me.. hehe.. he went home to give his parents key.. well.. since we were the finale item.. we had sum mini fireworks.. bur overall it was a damn good experience.. haha.. njoyed loads of it.. n nw cum the sad part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what.. in all the excitement i studied the wrong subject for my exam.. well.. todae is actually cargo handling paper.. but on sat and sundae i have been studying port n terminals.. wat the $###$.. haha.. stress seh. struggle like hell.. man.. but nvm hope still can pass.. im never gonna repeat this $$##$$ module kay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so addicted to neopets.. its damn fun ah.. i loike.. ive been playing neopets n nt studying. toodles.. better go nw.. need to study.. tomolo 2 papers.. All de best to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 last ting.. i like my Garfield... its so cute.. tanks sayang.. muackz. luv you top pieces... huh?? what i crapping man.. luv you till eternity..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115496865733464158?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115496865733464158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115496865733464158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115496865733464158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115496865733464158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/08/whooshyippee.html' title='whOosH.YippEE'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115470942800880631</id><published>2006-08-04T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T00:37:08.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no Title</title><content type='html'>Stomach cramps again.. well tis is wat i hate about menses?? stomach cramps... eergh.. ive been having stomach cramps for the past 2 daes.. but todae ok liao.. nuting much to update xcept tat sayang muz go attachment at pasir laba camp.. from mon or tuesdae.. to todae... supposed to call me but he sleep already..im missing him.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are singapore typical malay guys going after married woman?? well.. i guess so tis must be the case.. well.. theres dis moron hu msged "wrongy".. n here goes our conversation..our conversation is in malay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started wif tis msg..&lt;br /&gt;moron: eh.. got tis bike RXZ *blah3*. u want a not?&lt;br /&gt;me: erm. hu r u? i tink u got the wrong person&lt;br /&gt;moron: Hafiz lah.&lt;br /&gt;me: seriously u got the wrong no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tan he kol me..&lt;br /&gt;me: i tink u get the wrong number.&lt;br /&gt;moron: huh? really.. sorie. don't be angry later kena sell tan u noe. (jangan marah nanti kene jual)&lt;br /&gt;me: watever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i put down the fon.tinking it will end there. but he msged again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moron: don be angry. Human error. aniwae can i get to know u?&lt;br /&gt;me: its ok.im married.&lt;br /&gt;moron: oh sorie. my mom teach me tat i shud not disturb people marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dont bother replying. but a few minutes later.. there he goes again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moron: aniwae u still married or divorced&lt;br /&gt;me: im married wif 1 child.&lt;br /&gt;moron: tan u msg me ur husband never scold.&lt;br /&gt;me: Hello.. u r the one who keeps on sending msges even though i stop already.&lt;br /&gt;moron: WOW! U Have a nice anger. *blah3 i forget*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tan my hubby call.. so i ask him whether he was de one disturbing me or not. n he said no. tan i thought it was his fren.. so he asked me to go along with the msg.. in malay means *layan die aje*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i msg.. &lt;br /&gt;me: where you live?&lt;br /&gt;tan he call..&lt;br /&gt;moron: i stay pasir ris. blah* lazy to elaborate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean r typical guys lyke tat?? even after we sae we r married.. can u plz find sumone else rather tan to bother ppl marriages.. ehemm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae.. when hubby wanted to meet him.. he kecut.. n never turned up.. basket.. *pfft..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that my long entry.. got to go.. wanna study.. 3 daes to my exam.. mondae got 2 papers..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115470942800880631?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115470942800880631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115470942800880631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115470942800880631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115470942800880631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-title.html' title='no Title'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115435656724055086</id><published>2006-07-31T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T22:36:07.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>examz!! strESSed hitS mE</title><content type='html'>weLLL...todae my ferst exam.. well.. its not a written paper.. its juz a practical.. where we go com lab n do our exam.. n de biggest fuck shit tat ever happen to me... I FORGOT THAT TODAE IS MY EXAM.. fuyyoh.. struggled lyke helll.. i was 1 of the 3 last students hu fininshed the paper beyond the time given.. but hu cares.. im gonna flung tat paper lah.. haiz.. wats the matter wif me?? im not going to repeat that hell module lah.. de teacher so pervert.. eeeee... haha.. niwaes.. last saturdae when east coast wif syg.. went cycling.. met uncle, aunty n my 3 naughty cuzins.. ooops i mean 4.. forgot haha.. tan stayed overnight at their place to teach them.. hehe.. nuting much.. hehe.. aniwaes sumtign weird wif my uncle.. hes not lyke last tyme.. nw he so temperamental.. fuck shit... i guess we r gonna face more family probs.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg nw.. having sum fucking hiccups.. *hic*.. its so irritatng ah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115435656724055086?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115435656724055086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115435656724055086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115435656724055086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115435656724055086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/07/examz-stressed-hits-me.html' title='examz!! strESSed hitS mE'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115401604267152774</id><published>2006-07-27T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T00:00:42.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooopss</title><content type='html'>well.. sorie readers.. been a few daes i last written my entry.. well.. too bz.. i guess.. so juz sum mini2 little details..&lt;br /&gt;- sayang came back from Tekong on 22/7&lt;br /&gt;- IMF and world bank convention training.. damn fun.. the teacher was so kewl.. &lt;br /&gt;- i did not go home on sat.. go watch midnight movie wif sayang after de training..&lt;br /&gt;- Mortuary.. starting of the show quite borewd.. sayang slept in the room.. untill sum obscene scene then he wake up.. all. the wae coz the show is picking up pace.. the climax.. damn shiok ah... shout onli.. so gruesome.. hehe..  but njoyed it..&lt;br /&gt;- tan im back to my normal daily routine.. i gueess.. schooll.. n wtf.. my ica fall during national dae week.. shitz.. time to study okay.. &lt;br /&gt;-toodles.. nuting more to sae..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115401604267152774?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115401604267152774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115401604267152774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115401604267152774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115401604267152774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/07/ooopss.html' title='ooopss'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115332281340852137</id><published>2006-07-19T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T23:26:53.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cabby DriverS</title><content type='html'>i wish he was here to listen to my heart.. todae my heart is so full with emitions.. anger.. sadness.. empty heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y muz they raise the price of the taxi.. i had to pay $2 for extra surcharges on peak hour.. well.. this one cab driver from SMRT truly tarnish the reputation of all the nice n courteous smiling taxi drivers.. well.. i did not encounter many unfriendly taxi drivers in my whole gonna be 17 years of my life.. but todae experience juz make me hate to take cab again.. well.. todae woke up late.. so i hailed a cab n goodness me.. my carelessness.. i left my hp in de cab.. i didnt even noe i left it in de cab.. i tot it was  at home.. so called my sis to put the hp silent mode.. n she told me tat i left my fon in de cab.. n this is one taxi driver who truly spoil the image of SIngapore.. well.. he came back to return de fon to my sister.. but he switched on de meter fare n told my sis to pay that sum.. wat kind of FCUKING customer service is tis.. come on lah.. juz bcoz the taxi fare was being raised n u r losing plenty customers u r charging me for ur service.. well.. i mean its lyke very rude okay!! i mean is there a need for u to do tat n charge me?? tis is my 2nd time tat i left my fon in de cab.. but the ferst time i left it in de cab... he came bk to de place he dropped me n gave bk my fon kay.. WITHOUT charging me.. i hate tat FCUKING SMRT CAB DRIVER k.. didnt u get enuf from the extra $2 surcharge huh.. BLOODY BASTERD.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n rite nw im kinda confused and angry wif the 3 FUCKERS in my home.. ferstly my sis took my money withour permission.. i mean mom havent give me my pocket money for this month.. CANT u even ask polItely for de money DUMBASS.. n my parents... they locked de cordless fon in the house.. if u don want me to use the home fon plz tell me kay.. u need not do tat.. seriously.. juz wats their problem.. u dun lyke me having a bf.. than stay out of my business.. whether i wanna break up wif him or not.. its entirely my business kay.. u dun have to go nagging at me.. im goint to be 17 n at least give me respect for my own privacy.. seriously.. i jzu hate this goddamn fcuking house kay.. i wish i wasnt here wif them at ALL.. like it or not i would rather die than being treated unfairly.. I HATE THEM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. its a honour being chosen as an IMF ambassador... kayle n annanthi.. i really hope u gerls were also being chosen.. well.. its juz luck i guess.. pity me.. had to find a new fren.. to be wif.. so got to noe this gerl Liyana.. n she from Business IT.. well.. sos he'll be my companion for this IMF thingy.. so jzu nw at 4Pm we got a last minute meeting.. if not for kayle and annanthi i wouldnt have known that theres meeting todae.. kay.. so there i was sitting for that meeting.. n this sat i got training from 8.30 to 5.30.. how seh.. im damn furious n mad ah.. y muz be last minute.. if i dont for for this training i wont be able to be an IMF ambassador.. ut i want coz i get paid $35 bucks.. kay.. well.. its not juz for de money but i want sum xposure.. well..n jzu wonder how sayang will react to tis?? im sorie.. but dn worie.. i'll spend the rest of the dae juz wif u kay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ermm.. ive to commit myself for this whole WORLD BANK CONVENTION thingy which falls in sept.. but we r gonna have loads of training k coz we r gonna meet delegates from other country.. who noes i might me able to meet Bill gates or even to TONY Blair.. haha.. well.. i need to commit myself for this event k.. coz there a huge penalty or fine i got to pay if i dont.. i mustn't tarnish SP name.. coz if this really happen i need to pay a fine of $2oo plus the cost of my uniform.. we'll be given 2 sets of uniform which cost close to $500 kay.. its a blue blouse n skirt.. totally office style.. haha.. but i love it kay.. so tats it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing him badly.. ive got to endure a few more daes without sayang.. its hard kay.. i mean.. in times like nw i need him to share my problems with.. plz cum home quick.. love u.. muackz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115332281340852137?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115332281340852137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115332281340852137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115332281340852137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115332281340852137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/07/cabby-drivers.html' title='cabby DriverS'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115323621034089118</id><published>2006-07-18T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T23:23:30.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For SayaNg</title><content type='html'>weLL.. tis post/ entry is only meant for him.. &lt;br /&gt;if u wanna read then read.. if u find it mushy2.. tan DONT read k.. no oFFence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It began from a FRIENDSHIP&lt;br /&gt;and it grew intO a SPECIAL RELATIONSHIP.&lt;br /&gt;A very TRUE and SINCERE one indeed.&lt;br /&gt;PROBLEMS EVERYWHERE&lt;br /&gt;but NEVER were they able to SEPERATE us.&lt;br /&gt;Each time i said i WANNA LEAVE U,&lt;br /&gt;TRUST ME, i DONT mean it.&lt;br /&gt;I WILL always TURN BACK and&lt;br /&gt;HOLD u on with me.&lt;br /&gt;PARENTS DISAPPROVAL, yet, we GO ON.&lt;br /&gt;I still wonder when they will&lt;br /&gt;EVER EVER GIVE UP.&lt;br /&gt;I've met my DREAM GUY&lt;br /&gt;Not a PERFECT one, but at least&lt;br /&gt;one that i know who LOVES me &lt;br /&gt;For who i am - with love, Hanisah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. maybe im being a little sensitive too coz we're apart.. i mean he's in TEKONG.. n de network there sux.. its never Singapore line.. or i might say rarely.. Being apart is what both of us fear most.. but i hope TRUST will overcome all these.. im sorie coz i was being a little sensitive with ur attitude while u were there.. nevertheless.. i still loVe u kayz.. truly.. a million apologies from me.. &lt;br /&gt;jUz hope tat i wont have to go thru more than tis ever again.. juz cum back quick kay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwiaes juz nw skul was OKAY lah.. usual.. the seldom punctual gerl.. haha.. so slept thruout shipping prac.. was too tired kay.. chiaoz.. wnna play wif my pets.. at NEOPETS.. haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115323621034089118?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115323621034089118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115323621034089118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115323621034089118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115323621034089118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/07/for-sayang.html' title='For SayaNg'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115323511040041397</id><published>2006-07-18T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T23:05:10.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates of the caribbean 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/deadmanschest_wheel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/deadmanschest_wheel.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go tumbling n rollin' kay.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/deadmanschest9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/deadmanschest9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fighting scene. its damn hilarious kay.. they each wanted the key to the deadman's chest. but all 3 for different reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/deadmanschest3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/deadmanschest3.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juz love her.. Keira Knightley acted as Elizabeth Swann.. i admire her courage to help her fiance i guess.. FOR LOVE.. kay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/deadmanschest6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/deadmanschest6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johny Depp as Captain Jack Sparrow.. do u tink ive de looks to be a piarte one dae?? maybe..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/deadmanschest31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/deadmanschest31.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orlanda Bloom as Will Turner. OMg.. he's juz so cute.. hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post no further.. to noe more.. go n watch k.. worth ur bucks kay.. chiaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115323511040041397?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115323511040041397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115323511040041397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115323511040041397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115323511040041397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/07/pirates-of-caribbean-2.html' title='Pirates of the caribbean 2.'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115307040678883201</id><published>2006-07-17T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T01:20:06.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates oF the CArribean..</title><content type='html'>Ferst of all i wanna sae thanks to Shafizah.. She accompanied to sleep at my home for 2 daeS while my sister went for her camp.. so precise what we did was blogging, playing UNO and toking on de fon. haha.. so there goes 2 useful day which turned out unuseful coz de time tat we had was not for good but rather BAD purposes.. haha.. but its okay.. i mean lyke.. exams is still far awae.. hmmm?? is 5 weeks considered far?? mAybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and todae.. here my long entry goes..&lt;br /&gt;went out wif sayang at 5 pm.. well.. dress code.. both uf us dressed quite formally.. he was wearing a white stripe shirt n i wore de new skirt which i bought at Samuel and Kevin.. haha.. so did nt have any planned at first.. tan decided to watch pirates of the CAribbean.. so we hit off to Woodlands CAthay Cineleisure.. its a movie sure not to miss.. but i should have watched de pirates of the caribbean 1.. coz sum parts of de show i was blur.. I didnt understand.. haha.. bur nvm.. at least i still had a enjoyable time laughing when Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp) gets caught up in a fight with Will Turner (Orlando Bloom) and James Norrington (Jack Davenport). its damn funny ah.. i'll try to upload a clip from this scene.. trust me.. its damn hilarious.. n there's another part whereby all of jack sparrow crew was locked up in a round "cage" n they managed to get awae hilariously.. hahahaha.. Go watch it.. after finish watch the show then go eat at PM.. tan i go home lah.. end.. tats all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/deadmanschest_earlyposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/deadmanschest_earlyposter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Captain Jack Sparrow is caught up in another tangled web of supernatural intrigue. Although the curse of the Black Pearl has been lifted, an even more terrifying threat looms over its captain and scurvy crew: it turns out that Jack owes a blood debt to the legendary Davy Jones, Ruler of the Ocean Depths, who captains the ghostly Flying Dutchman, which no other ship can match in speed and stealth. Unless the ever-crafty Jack figures a cunning way out of this Faustian pact, he will be cursed to an afterlife of eternal servitude and damnation in the service of Jones. This startling development interrupts the wedding plans of Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann, who once again find themselves thrust into Jack's misadventures, leading to escalating confrontations with sea monsters, very unfriendly islanders, flamboyant soothsayer Tia Dalma and even the mysterious appearance of Will's long-lost father, Bootstrap Bill. Meanwhile, ruthless pirate hunter Lord Cutler Beckett of the East India Trading Company sets his sights on retrieving the fabled "Dead Man's Chest." According to legend, whoever possesses the Dead Man's Chest gains control of Davy Jones, and Beckett intends to use this awesome power to destroy every last Pirate of the Caribbean once and for all. For times are changing on the high seas, with businessmen and bureaucrats becoming the true pirates--and freewheeling, fun-loving buccaneers like Jack and his crew threatened with extinction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles..upload more pics tomorrow kay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115307040678883201?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115307040678883201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115307040678883201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115307040678883201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115307040678883201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/07/pirates-of-carribean.html' title='Pirates oF the CArribean..'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115289521127134092</id><published>2006-07-15T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T00:40:26.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BloGGing AgaIn</title><content type='html'>well.. im back blogging.. well i didnt know what juz happened that day.. i didnt know wat my itchy hands go n click.. itchy seh.. all my links, tagboards, blah3 went missing.. juz lucky that my posts was still there seh.. or else its a new diary for me lah.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae did nuting much.. well.. cabot skul..tan lepak at fizah place.. met sayang around 6 plus tan go bukit timah.. eat at al- ameen restaurant.. n tested our geography. but guess wat.. both of us fail.. well we kept on turning at de wrong road n ended up de same place again over n over again.. n at last we found de wae to bukit gombak.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n last week i went shopping... at CWP.. the SAmuel n Kevin shop was closing down.. so i bought loads of stuff.. spent a bomb at there.. bought a skirt, a pants, slipper n bag.. n a blouse.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. nuting more to sae.. except a big thanks to fizah coz she teman me while my sis go camp.. my dad n mom out till now.. if i were alone.. i tink i'll be shivering under de blanket.. haha.. well... i guess i not used to be alone at home.. there's this eery n creepy feeling lyke sumone watching u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lh.. gd nite peeps.. waiting for sayang kol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115289521127134092?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115289521127134092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115289521127134092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115289521127134092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115289521127134092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/07/blogging-again.html' title='BloGGing AgaIn'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115224989989267755</id><published>2006-07-07T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T13:24:59.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PissEd oFF</title><content type='html'>tis is wat i wanna post todae.. if u dont like it tan fuck oFF k.. coz im damned pissed off since yesterdae.. well.. &lt;br /&gt;yesterdae i was pissed off wif her.. told me to wait other place tan she go another place.. tanks to her ive to wait under my blk k.. well.. todae im not so pissed off wif her..&lt;br /&gt;im pissed off wif sumone(s) else.. which means im pissed wif more tan 1 ppl.. haha.. well.. dun wanna write abt it k.. all i want dem to noe is tat im not their maid k.. its up to me who i choose to be my fren kay.. juz dun bother abt me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. if u dun lyke being my fren tan fuck off lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;du'uh.. wat wrong have i done to u in de ferst place.. well. i gtg.. need to do sum fcuked up project work k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115224989989267755?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115224989989267755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115224989989267755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115224989989267755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115224989989267755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/07/pissed-off.html' title='PissEd oFF'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115185836578247200</id><published>2006-07-03T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T00:39:25.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>de wheel is spinning</title><content type='html'>Remembered my last entry.. where i wrote tat my love life is at de bottom of de spinning wheel.. well, guess wat.. it spinned again n my love life is at de top right now. not onli todae.. but a few daes back.. we had lesser quarrels tan normal.. n even if there were misunderstandings it wasn't lyke b4.. where tings will on n on.. hehe.. n i loike him so dearly..well.. we spend sun time talking tings out n playing childish games.. well.. it actually bonds us together.. well.. i used to be pissed off at all tings.. small or big.. but wif tis games i got even cheerful.. tickled each other.. n pinch each other cheeks.. haha.. well.. i guess.. we r gonna be together forever.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAst night caught a movie at catahy woodlands.. well.. we wanted to watch movie at orchard cathay but it was damn pack.. its lyke onli 4 pluz goign 5 n de superman show was either filling fast or sold out.. so no choice.. its eitrher we watched de 9.40 pm show.. decided to watch de 'juz my luck'.. but it was filling fast n de ferst row was de onli row left.. shiitz.. lucky for his motor tat we were able to make our wae all de wae to wdlds in less tan 15 or 20 mins i guess.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. JUZ MY LUCK.. its a damn nice n hilarious show i muz sae.. ITS a muz to watch this show.. i guarentee u its worth de 7-9 bucks k.. depending on which dae u watch.. well.. i juz love lindsay lohan.. she was tis lucky gerl hu owaes got wat she wanted.. n de main actor.. i dunno hu.. was owaes de unlucky one.. until dey meet at a mascarade... n kiss n.. luck got switched.. de hilarious part was where she went around kisssing all de guys tat she kissed juz to get her luck bk.. de ending was pretty sad.. coz i did cried.. maybe im juz a lil bit being sentimental.. but i njoyed maself in tat big theathre.. hehe.. soo better catch it..coz i did nt write every detail in here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n ive juz pierced my ears..ouch okay.. no more comments bout tat.. coz juz sum of my mcds fren noe bout it.. n of coz de onli person hu followed me there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n todae i werked from 11 to 7.. n guess wat i was late again.. as normal.. de usual me... so my face was stuck at de counter again.. n after tat he fetched me home from werk... yeah.. so happi.. juz tat he has de same attitude as me.. late n never punctual.. jgn mara k awak.. no offence... well.. tan we accompanied de 2 indon man, christy n yini play pool.. well im such a sore loser when it cums to pool.. i onli gt 2 pathetic balls in.. haha.. nvm gonna train my skills hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115185836578247200?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115185836578247200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115185836578247200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115185836578247200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115185836578247200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/07/de-wheel-is-spinning.html' title='de wheel is spinning'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115133657759844306</id><published>2006-06-26T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:42:57.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spinning wheel</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthdae To u&lt;br /&gt;HAppi Burfdae to u&lt;br /&gt;happi birthdae to hafizah n faeza..&lt;br /&gt;happi birthdae to u..&lt;br /&gt;well.. its not just their bithday.. itz oso de beginning of another "suffering" i guess.. haha.. School juz reopened todae.. shittiez man.. got bk sum of my results n they were de average results tat i usually got.. im tankful coz i havent fail any subjects yet.. yAy.. stayed back a lil longer todae to do IDEA project.. quite crappy.. haha.. ended 7 plus n waited for sumone who make me lose my trust.. IM DAMN PISSED OFF kay... i waited n tat person did not turn up.. i rather not sae hu k.. i hope if u read my blog.. plz do sumting k.. ive been waiting for ur kol to noe.. ur EXCUSES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well sumting juz struck me..&lt;br /&gt;" Hidup kita seperti putaran roda. Kadang kala kita di atas.. kadangkala pula kita di bawah.. sekarang cinta saya di bawah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in english&lt;br /&gt;" our life is like a spinning wheel. Sometimes we are at the top and sometimes we are at the bottom.. For now, my love life is at the bottom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.. i wanna waste more tissues in this home..i guess im the culprit hu owaes finishes the tissue in tis house.. haha.. sorie ma.. haha.. well.. maybe todae im gonna control tat.. lets see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bubbye.. posted by confused me at 11.38 pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115133657759844306?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115133657759844306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115133657759844306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115133657759844306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115133657759844306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/06/spinning-wheel.html' title='spinning wheel'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115115231073223413</id><published>2006-06-24T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T20:31:50.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desaru trip 2</title><content type='html'>here's de continued version.. on de 2nd dae..&lt;br /&gt;The whole family went down to sea..n barbecue at nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010071.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the waves are cumming.. haha.. bt de waves at desaru are damn big n rough kay.. dun pray2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010048.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1.. 2.. down... "Recover mdm?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010035.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my granny, me n my aunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010094.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our cooker.. i might say.. haha.. thanks ishak.. for de chicken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010087.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my last pic b4 i snored out loud.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N here i go for de last dae..&lt;br /&gt;Swimming in de sea.. Again.. better dun sae i got darker.. or else i'll chopped off ur head.. tan packing up n nw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010117.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;waiting for our van to arrive.. at de veranda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010123.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n here's de last pic... bye2 desaru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n off we were back to spore.. in a 5 seater van. haha.. onli got 2 rows for us to seat.. but de best thing is tat it is much more spacious.. but de journey back is better. haha.. well.. im missing my hubby.. so long nvr meet him.. tomolo.. kay.. shopping???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115115231073223413?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115115231073223413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115115231073223413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115115231073223413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115115231073223413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/06/desaru-trip-2.html' title='Desaru trip 2'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115114878552867500</id><published>2006-06-24T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T20:09:33.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desaru TrIp 1</title><content type='html'>Well.. im back from my 3 dae 2 nights trip.. well.. for tis entry i'll be posting more pics tan writings.. haha.. pictures speaks more than words..&lt;br /&gt;Started with a close to 5 hour trip from singapore.. So off we were to desaru in a 8 seater van which was damn fcuking squuezy.. it was packed lyke a sardine tin. i cant even move my leg. wat to do?? its a msia van.. so there i was stuck in tat same position for 4 hours.. haha.. wif sum stops to do sum shopping for de bbq nite..&lt;br /&gt;Precisely there were 4 children n 9 adults.. Desaru is a place to go to relax.. there is nuting much there.. well.. the children were owaes at the sea for de 3 daes whereas de adults were stucked in de chalet cooking n gossiping.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010022.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was de sign tat greeted us.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of getting a hotel.. we decided to get an apartment. but to no avail. so we got a chalet instead.. damn kewl.. 2 bedroom. 1 connecting toilet. living room and a kitchen.. the best part is tat it looks so kampong wif its wooden furnitures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010106.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Chalet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010081.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010086.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The toilet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after adventuring de whole house we went for a swim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010072.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010072.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;VeRy2 clean beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010044.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our budget frisby.. Plastic plates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010052.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us in de sea lyke mad dummies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010056.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our cute "FCUKING" star..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010062.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our sandy sNowman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan its dinner time n knocked out time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/1600/P1010113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5352/1614/320/P1010113.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n tis was my lullaby.. haha.. look carefully at de letters tat i formed from de earpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued in my next entry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115114878552867500?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115114878552867500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115114878552867500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115114878552867500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115114878552867500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/06/desaru-trip-1.html' title='Desaru TrIp 1'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115081695488377272</id><published>2006-06-20T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T23:22:34.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GreY clOuds HoverIng on me</title><content type='html'>is Tis wat u really want?? coz its not Wat i want.. u can call me a bitch.. a whore.. aniting.. i admit im one FREAK.. i HATE u.. BAstErd.. u bEtrayed my trust n LOve.. y did i Fall for sumoNe hu wud dump me In de end.. Nw u r so diFferent.. u sae break lyke u used to sae i love u.. nw the werd break is ur favourite werd.. i guess u might be happy if i leave u.. tan u can find sumone new.. go ahead.. LEAVE me all u want... its so eazy to sae tat 5 letter werds huh?? i juz feel tat de werld its breaking into pieces.. u crush all my hopes and dreams.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one ting for sure.. im veri disappointed in u.. i still remembered tat i celebrated ur bdae but u nvr even appreciate wat i did for u.. i stayed up de whole nite doing tat card 4 u.. n in de end.. tings juz didnt went rite.. i m juz a FAILURE when it cums to planning n organizing tings for u.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im totally hurt.. n i wish my life will end soon.. u cn leave me for all i care.. n find de PERFECT gerl tat u ever wanted.. my past life was my mistake n i admit it.. i was being a fool.. but i remembered de promise we made not to bring out my past.. not onli did u bring out my past.. u told sumone abt my past.. im nt blaming u mairah.. its my fault.. im being an idiot.. k.. but at least i dont repeat my mistake.. but im truly upset wif u.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one dae if u ever realise wat the word love n trust means.. plz dont do wat u did to me.. u are lucky to leave me nw tan later.. i noe u understand y.. tanks for tellign me de truth nw tat u hate me.. rather tan leading me on in tis r'tionship which has got no trust, love n understanding.. goodbye my love.. muacks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115081695488377272?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115081695488377272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115081695488377272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115081695488377272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115081695488377272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/06/grey-clouds-hovering-on-me.html' title='GreY clOuds HoverIng on me'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115065406198852535</id><published>2006-06-19T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T02:07:42.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a tOuching story whIch really made me cried..</title><content type='html'>A 13 year old girl who had a problem. she had difficulties &lt;br /&gt;having a bf cause she wasnt pretty enough and moreover, &lt;br /&gt;she is sick..she was the only child dat her parents hav.. &lt;br /&gt;she started moving frm yishun to punggol then to tampines..&lt;br /&gt;as she move house,she changed skool too..moved to this &lt;br /&gt;strange skool name one tree high..she was scared as ppl &lt;br /&gt;over dere might make fun of her but she was use to it so &lt;br /&gt;she juz have to bear with it..the next day arrive and she &lt;br /&gt;went to skool she was late and so she was rushing..den &lt;br /&gt;she bump to this guy..*BUMP* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her books and his books fell and they started apologising &lt;br /&gt;to each other,he insists to sayin sorry to her...&lt;br /&gt;He was a popular guy in skool,the most handsome and &lt;br /&gt;talented soccer player,his name was mike went to class &lt;br /&gt;coincedently..they both were in the same class,so dey chatted &lt;br /&gt;along the way to class,dey both were scolded as they were very &lt;br /&gt;late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything was settle..the teacher introduce..the new &lt;br /&gt;student.. "class,this is julia our new classmate...let's give &lt;br /&gt;her the warmest welcome!"......every1 started to whisper to each &lt;br /&gt;oder as she was some1 wif heart problems...but mike didnt...?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER 2 MONTHS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mike n julia become closer..eventually,they became bf/gf...&lt;br /&gt;den every1 started making fun of mike,especially his team &lt;br /&gt;mates at football and even his best frens...asking him why did he&lt;br /&gt;become julia's bf,as julia is sick and said that it was really &lt;br /&gt;stupid of him...but mike juz said, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i just love her..she mean alot to me...when &lt;br /&gt;feelings comes,nth else matters..."julia meanwhile was looking frm &lt;br /&gt;far,she look sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mike den saw julia running out frm the main gate,he started &lt;br /&gt;chasing after her..after a few min of chasing..he caught up with &lt;br /&gt;her.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was crying and so he asked why..she said dat she did not want to &lt;br /&gt;become a burden to him and dont want to spoil his reputation and &lt;br /&gt;bein made fun of by his peeps..be4 she could finished her &lt;br /&gt;sentence..he stop her and kiss her cheek sayin i love u and HE MEANT IT.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually,she stopped crying..and mike said"we will neer be &lt;br /&gt;separated...nth can come between us!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 months time-------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julia found that she was feeling terrible by her heart problem..&lt;br /&gt;mike sent her for check up often,so dat she can get well &lt;br /&gt;ASAP and they can get on their date smoothly,but never will he noe &lt;br /&gt;that her illness is gettin more and more serious as days went on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day,mike received a call frm julia's mother............. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"julia is in a bad condition now,it may be fatal..come here &lt;br /&gt;quickly..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mike took a cab and went to the hospital...the doctor told &lt;br /&gt;mike dat julia had only a 30% chance of surviving...he was &lt;br /&gt;devastated..he den ask the doctor if he could do &lt;br /&gt;anything to help her? and so de doctor replied to him..........&lt;br /&gt;and they went on havin a operation... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 hours later------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"julia,julia..are u feeling ok?"said her mom... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julia started opening her eyes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah im alright,feeling much better &lt;br /&gt;already...mom,where's mike?is he here &lt;br /&gt;in the hospital?i miss him so much!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"u must be prepared to hear this.........he donated &lt;br /&gt;his heart to u juz to save u,and it caused his life...he had passed &lt;br /&gt;away..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julia was shocked..she cried non-stop,feeling &lt;br /&gt;bad and guilty every day... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mike truly love her,and jus wanted to save &lt;br /&gt;her,but it had cause him to leave &lt;br /&gt;the world so soon... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever... his heart will be hers'and they &lt;br /&gt;can never be separate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115065406198852535?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115065406198852535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115065406198852535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115065406198852535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115065406198852535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/06/touching-story-which-really-made-me.html' title='a tOuching story whIch really made me cried..'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115065305498077778</id><published>2006-06-19T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T01:50:54.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TaggEd</title><content type='html'>Heres For RiSziana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 stuffs u wanna noe about me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have lots of patience in relationships&lt;br /&gt;2. I LOVE moi sYg&lt;br /&gt;3. I miss moI syg&lt;br /&gt;4. Its my ferst time making a bdae card for my fren n my bf.. n i mean MAKE it..&lt;br /&gt;5. I miss my secondary School Friends&lt;br /&gt;6. I loike toking on the fon wif him&lt;br /&gt;7. I wanna marry in 3 years time.. NO jOke k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Tings tat scare me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. CROACOACHES&lt;br /&gt;2. IN THE TOILET ALONE AFTER 9PM&lt;br /&gt;3. IN THE LIFT ALONE&lt;br /&gt;4. EMBARASSMENT IN PUBLIC&lt;br /&gt;5. PERVERTS&lt;br /&gt;6. BREAKING UP WITH HIM&lt;br /&gt;7. DYING AT AN EARLY AGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 random music tat im listening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hi Hi Bye Bye- Ezlynn&lt;br /&gt;2. Good Day- Click 5&lt;br /&gt;3. Untitled- Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;4. American Idiot- Green Day&lt;br /&gt;5. Mungkin Nanti- Peter Pan&lt;br /&gt;6. Jujur- Radja&lt;br /&gt;7. Bintang di Syurga- Peter Pan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 Tings i like the most&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Moi cYg&lt;br /&gt;2. IPod&lt;br /&gt;3. shopping&lt;br /&gt;4. Hady Mirza&lt;br /&gt;5. Peter Pan&lt;br /&gt;6. Pump SHoes&lt;br /&gt;7. my LappiEs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things i say the most&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ciku nene&lt;br /&gt;2. Yo&lt;br /&gt;3. watever&lt;br /&gt;4. jangan jadi ngelo&lt;br /&gt;5. Please&lt;br /&gt;6. I love u--&gt; onli to him&lt;br /&gt;7. IM strEss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 ppl whom i want them to write&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shafizah&lt;br /&gt;2. Umairah&lt;br /&gt;3. Asha&lt;br /&gt;4. Namie&lt;br /&gt;5. Ec&lt;br /&gt;6. Amalina &lt;br /&gt;7. Idayu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those name hu appear up there do the same as wat i did.. was tagged my risziana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115065305498077778?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115065305498077778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115065305498077778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115065305498077778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115065305498077778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/06/tagged.html' title='TaggEd'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-115048325440502335</id><published>2006-06-17T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T02:43:49.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled.</title><content type='html'>its been weeks since i last blogged. been busy with school projects, relationship, friendship, familyship heartship and every ship that you can find.i do not wish to brag about it any longer. schools' fine, relationship sucks but not to the max yet, family attrocious, friendship is turning out fine. friends are there for me always. especially shafizah (kembang ah tu).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelife:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full of ups and downs. but more downs than ups. violence is just not my type. dh ah mls mau pikiran. i juz hope he'll cool down n hear me out.. juz need sum tings to be xplained.. tis juz  a misunderstanding.. hoping tis sunday will turn out fine.. hmmph.. Plz.. nO more fightings.. im doomed liaosz.. haiz.. im sorry ro whoever i may have hurt ur feelings.. kay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayss, theres something up my sleeve waiting to be uncovered.hehe.. juz wait and see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n nw im stuck in tis house of horror of Shafizah.. her sis are playing ghosts in de middle of the nite.. wat de.. n we're doing our mini project.. sssshhh.. its a secret kay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tat special sumone, u noe hu syg..&lt;br /&gt;Im sorri kay.. juz need u to hear tings out n dun use violence as a way of resolving tings.. gd nite dear. muackz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by blue gerl.. on 17/06/06 onli 21 hrs and 23 mins left&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-115048325440502335?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/115048325440502335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=115048325440502335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115048325440502335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/115048325440502335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/06/untitled.html' title='untitled.'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114829618744822336</id><published>2006-05-22T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T19:10:10.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im siCk..</title><content type='html'>a fcuking bad headache, stomach ache, cramps, nausea, fever.. n most deadliest flu.. im down wif a fever n my nose is running.. haha.. ive been using boxeds of tissue todae.. well it all started tis morning at 3am.. had a terrible cramp.. went to de toilet n tried to slip after tat.. but my blocked nose made it difficult for breathing.. woke up at 8 to go to skul.. almost slipped in de toilet coz my legs were wobbling.. went to class for onli 1 hr.. haha.. tan got a terrible headache.. decided to go to de doctor.. well got 1 dae mc.. haha.. now i need my beauty sleep..&lt;br /&gt;aniwae.. thjanks fizah for keeping me company when im sick.. hehe..well yesterdae went to al ameeen wif my darl.. had milo dinasaur n kway teow goreng seafood.. haha.. mmm.. very delicious.. tan went to play arcade. n again he won.. ive onli won once in my whole life playing tat daytona wif him..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114829618744822336?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114829618744822336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114829618744822336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114829618744822336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114829618744822336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-sick.html' title='im siCk..'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114787731319585728</id><published>2006-05-17T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T22:48:34.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wats love??</title><content type='html'>this may be a damn fcuking long blog.. i need to let out everiting in me.. tats de purpose of a blog.. if u wanna read it.. tan read or else.. "FUCK OFF" get it.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i owaes tot tat i had de bez of frens in de world.. but im dead wrong.. i tot i had made de right choice ranking relationship as de ferst priority b4 parents, studies, frenz n even cca..but frankly saying it was never a wrong choice.im helpless without u.. i cant do a single ting properly.. im sorie tat i broke my promise todae but tat doesnt even give u de right to leave me crying all alone one nite. i might not be surprise if sumone juz kol n sae tat u r out sumwhere having fun.. but compare de hurt n de scar in my heart.. well.. maybe i shud not be selfish.. orite.. well.. maybe i carved a scar too in ur heart.. but as saying goes nobody is perfect.. but 1 stupid mistake tat i made n u juz went off.. u r not like u used to be.. whenever i cried.. u offered me ur loving hand n carressed me in ur shoulder.. u console me.. remember the times i got hit by my dad.. u were de onli one there for me.. none of dem ever cared abt my feelings.. all dey care was their stupid farking werld.. sumtimes i find de world is unfair..(huever said tat de world was fair).. i wish we were like de ferst tyme we met.. teasing each other wif jokes.. tickling each other.. huggies.. kisses n lots more.. i miss de old u.. i juz cant bear facing de fact tat u juz left me like tat..not onli tat.. u switched off ur hp.. n i tink u might even have deleted my no. u promised never to leave me.. but wheres tat FUCKING promise of urs.. ive been crying.. maye a bucket full or even more.. u were de one hu gave me hope but u were de one hu took it awae..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plz.. i need my old caring u.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was rite when i ranked frens de last.. i did not make de wrong choice.. i wonder when u gerls wont be selfish.. jgn lah terase.. im not angrry wif u gerls at all.. but im disappointed.. i kol each n everyone of u but both of u never answered.. what de hell is wrong wif u ppl?? if u tink my relationship is giving u too many trouble.. TELL ME.. but dun backstab me.. i try to be wif u gerls as much as i can.. u wanted company i came over n i even overnite wif u.. yes.. maybe u gerls oso got ur hubby but plz.. nvr forget de frenship tat we had.. kay.. gerls.. study hard.. juz remember im not angri.. trust me.. ill still treat u gerla as my de most best fren..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents sucked up.. well during de interview i put parents 2nd. but deep down i wud seriously rank dem last.. coz dey seriously sucks..&lt;br /&gt;to my forever- farking- shit dad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u will n owaes sucks big time.. maybe i will be a lil' bit nicer by nt putting in ur farking shit habits.. i juz hate u for wat u have done to my life.. u sux..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my maybe a lil' bit nice mom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can nag at me for all i care.. but trust me ur naggings wont work kay.. i need love.. GET iT.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juz wish sumbody will juz listen to tis lil' heart of mine.. i need a break.. i need somone wif me rite nw..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114787731319585728?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114787731319585728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114787731319585728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114787731319585728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114787731319585728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/05/wats-love.html' title='wats love??'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114734960106997642</id><published>2006-05-11T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T20:13:21.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>caNoe camp</title><content type='html'>well.. didnt didnt got enuf tyme to tell about de canoe camp.. well.. in 1 word i can sae it was damn SHIOK!! well.. as normal.. 1st dae is usually de knowing each other tingy.. so my grp had 4 gals n if im nt wrong 7 or 8 guys.. n my group rawkz kay.. FreaKO.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on de ferst dae after de knowing each other session.. oRChard was de place next wif many2 xcitement.. well we had to go to diff sttions ard orchard doing stupid dares.. our ferst station was de wall juz outside orchard mrt.. n there we were doing chicken dance.. then headed to de free banana station.. we were supposed to ask sumone(public) to eat de banana.. quite stupid.. haha.. tan at de next station..&lt;br /&gt;de most stupidiest one.. check it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the sky is gonna fall. the sky is gonna fall.. believe me.. Chicken little will save us.." tat was exactly wat i had to say to many diff ppl till they believe us.. haha.. in fact out of 5 ppl onli 3 believed us.. haha.. tan headed to HMV.. one of my guy fren had to wear a gerls disposable panty n say tis.. I cant remember all xcept for tis one.."up up n awae"..next i was de person to be dared.. sumbody had to put face mask on my face n go ard orchard wif tat fcuking face mask.. n tis was ppl remark.."fuuyoh", OMG, wat de fcuk.. lots more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de next dae headed to kallang to do sum canoeing.. came back to sp.. n had abpok nite.. in fact im damn proud of our bapok.. "she" was damn chiobu.. haha.. kay.. n i went home tat  nite coz too tired to stay for another nite.. haha.. njoyed maself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114734960106997642?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114734960106997642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114734960106997642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114734960106997642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114734960106997642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/05/canoe-camp.html' title='caNoe camp'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114719133860533643</id><published>2006-05-10T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T00:15:38.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiiiyo!!</title><content type='html'>ferstly.. sorie.. for not blogging.. been so fcuking shit lazy.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;lets refresh some god memories kay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rilli cant remember wats been happening lately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i noe is tat im stress wif poly life n my timetable sux..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe wat to update kay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly try my best to update everydae.. hehe&lt;div 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title='haiiiyo!!'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114596659056453296</id><published>2006-04-25T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T20:03:18.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired n doomed liao!!</title><content type='html'>well.. blogging has been to tiring for me lately coz my lesson end so late.. n im too tired to blog kay.. so i'll try my best to update every chance tat i have k.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; he came back on de 20th after he's expedition at tekong.. tan at nite im back to face my ever irritating tuition kido.. hehe.. n nxt week its their exam so have to buckle up n teach more meaningful stuffs rather tan de craps.. hehe.. its psle kay guys.. tan on saturdae.. had bbq at Eastcoast park.. its kinda social gathering wif cscc peeps.. n greatly njoyed my dae coz my syg was oso there.. so we did sum rather embarassing dares.. but i was de onli one hu has nvr been dared.. so wunderful.. luck was wif me.. went home early de next dae n tan had to mentor sum of my juniors.. hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae.. well ended skul at 5.30.. tan me accompany him to paya lebar pay motor installment.. but damn it.. it was raining heavily.. its so freezing cold sia.. tan at nite watch dia.. it seems tat de story is taking another twist.. haha.. wanna noe more catch it every mon at 9.30.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n todae me ended skul at 5.15pm.. tan we go jurong lake park.. didnt realise there was tis playground quite similar to de one at west coast.. even after ive stepped there many2 times.. so now im home.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg.. my prepmaths not done yet.. oops..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114596659056453296?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114596659056453296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114596659056453296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114596659056453296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114596659056453296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/04/tired-n-doomed-liao.html' title='Tired n doomed liao!!'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114545489129369861</id><published>2006-04-19T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T21:55:21.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lyfe so hectic eversince poly begins...</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;13/04/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met wif umairah earlier.. found out sumting shocking.. tak beh tahan.. tan at 11pm move off from de west coast mcd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;14/04/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1.30 am.. was at de airport waiting for my syg flight to touch down from taipei.. his flight BR 1225, Eva Air.. so when he touched down n came out.. there i was jumping lyke hell.. hehe.. was touched coz he bought for me sum stuff toys.. garfield n chip and del.. haha... not onli for me.. he bought for umairah come socks.. cute siak.. haha.. went home at 6am coz i spent sum tyme wif me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;15-16/04/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i onli remembered tat i went shopping wif him at Bugis.. blah3.. in search for a bag.. n ive decided on Lecoq sportif.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;17/04/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its de ferst dae of skul.. yeah.. was so xcited bout it.. went to skul wif faz n dinah.. hehe.. we tot tat we were late.. but no.. de lecturer was later tan us.. in fact he did not turn up.. lessons were okay..xcept for sum lectures which were pretty sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;18/04/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons as per normal.. boleh tahan ngantuk.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;19/04/06&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.went for cca fair.. n chose canoeing n cscc as my cca.. haha.. tan went to teach tuition.. n im so pissed of.. im onli wif my guy for 2 daes n he has to go to tekong tis morning.. shit seh.. i miss him loads.. cum bk quick.. luv ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114545489129369861?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114545489129369861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114545489129369861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114545489129369861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114545489129369861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/04/lyfe-so-hectic-eversince-poly-begins.html' title='lyfe so hectic eversince poly begins...'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114484636940776659</id><published>2006-04-12T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:52:51.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spice account is juz so LECEH</title><content type='html'>well yesterdae had de spice account training.. met wif ain, dinah n faz at dover.. as usual im de ferst coz i stay very near. haha.. took de long route to T4.. at last found our class.. i tot it was captain sahwan hu was teacing us.. but no.. another lecturer but i don noe hu.. i had trouble wif my spice account.. my password was invalid.. blah3. had a lot of errors.. so shared com wif ain.. n she was lyke gile.. taking my pic.. siao lah.. after tat mei2 blanja me mcdonalds.. hehe.. saved my $$.. tan todae i went for my flag dae at dhoby ghaut... i collected around $30 plus.. lame ah.. but actually its nt tat bad.. its onli tAT our location sux.. there were too many collecters at tat area but very little paper until lunch hour.. tan we headed bk to skul. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* onli left wif a few hours more b4 i can hug him. i'll be waiting for u at de airport dear.. muah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114484636940776659?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114484636940776659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114467590068720713</id><published>2006-04-11T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T00:43:15.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMAC caMP</title><content type='html'>weLL ive got no tyme to tell u bout de smac &lt;spore martime academy camp&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;06/04/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well arrived n registered.. blah3.. normal tingys.. tan noe tat my mommy was elly n daddy zul.. very proud to have mommy elly.. wanna noe y?? open de february issue of tennage magazine or seventeen.. cant remember.. shes de ms spore poly.. wonderful rite.. ok.. tan we had station games around de skul.. n once again i kena heat stroke.. n improper digestion causing me to vomit.. was allowed to slip in de bunk.. tan at nite confidence wok.. very disgusting n ditry games..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;07/04/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to poly marina.. had kayaking.. n had a great deal of teamwork turning de fcuking kayaking...  had field games n started having rashes.. privilege to use de guys toilet to bathe.. tan had bbq n slept after de bapok nite.. my group nester bapok was damn pretty.. leg hairless.. so damn chiobu.. had loads of fun making him up.. he had to wear tis bra.. n his boops were made of balloon.. n it realli was fun lor other tan de fact tat i cud not slip coz i was missing him.. so we slept in de topers room.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;08/04/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head bk to s.p in de morning.. had wet games in de swimming pool.. had soapy games whereby we have to roll around.. 3 legged soccer n oso scissors paper stone.. a bit lame ah.. practised for our talentime.. n our group so lazy to do skit tat we decided to dance techno song.. smoke machine.. whereby everybody was lyke doing a stupid movement.. to cover we had a back-up plan whereby we invite bob n farhanah to dance so tat we were de background dancers n they were de main stage.. haha.. stupid seh.. had loads of ghost stories.. which scared us.. ok.. no further elaborations.. want to noe more join sp in de SMA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;09/04/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning sun was so heaty.. i fear of getting another heat stroke.. so decided not to play in de arcade soccer.. tan we break camp.. elly almost cried b4 leaving us.. so touching seh.. both mom n dad gave us a souvenir wif words of wisdom.. haha.. tan head back home.. so darn sleepy.. knocked off rite after tat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10/04/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another orientation programme.. speech by princal.. director n blah3.. sae their piece finished.. introduced to our lecturers.. n again we head to poly marina..&lt;br /&gt;ppl out there.. im gonna have a ppdl soon.. which means a power pressureboat driving license.. i can drive a boat lah.. hehe.. so xcited.. k lh.. till here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomolo going to skul fron 2pm to 5 pm for de spice accct tingy.. n i have to start my online prep maths real soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another 3 daes to endure.. n he'll be bk.. wait for me at changi airport k.. hehe.. i'll be there at 1.30 am.. cant wait.. syg plz tag me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114467590068720713?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114467590068720713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114467590068720713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114467590068720713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114467590068720713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/04/smac-camp.html' title='SMAC caMP'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114416984843177188</id><published>2006-04-05T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T01:03:35.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im misSIng hiM so mUch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b384/nised/image15.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing u so much darling.. i havent heard ur voice for a week.. havent hugged n kissed u.. Plz cum bacK quick.. muackz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b384/nised/image12.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everydae.. i look at de calender to count to de daes u'll cum back here.. coz i rilli2 miss u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b384/nised/image18.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i cud tok to u on de fon.. but i noe it will never cum true till u set ur foot in spore.. plz cum hm quick.. i miss ur smile.. ur laughter.. ur hugs n kisses.. muackz... take care when u there..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114416984843177188?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114416984843177188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114416984843177188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114416984843177188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114416984843177188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-missing-him-so-much.html' title='im misSIng hiM so mUch'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114416591904017203</id><published>2006-04-04T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T23:51:59.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im sorie</title><content type='html'>Joshua.. im damn sorie to hurt ur feelings kay.. friends? i hope so.. aniwae ope to c u at de weekend activity.. k.. rilli2 sorie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuting much to blog.. xcept tat i miss my darling n my piranhas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114416591904017203?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114416591904017203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114416591904017203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114416591904017203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114416591904017203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-sorie.html' title='im sorie'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114406063968625213</id><published>2006-04-04T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T23:50:07.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CaMP can be sucky at 1 tyme n de nxt moment its so ShioK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;31/03/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well was a lil' bit late for camp coz i came back from werk at 4.30 am n did not have enuf slip..search for food court 5 in SP.. n we gathered there as a group.. played stupid or i might sae lame game b4 we were divided into our groups... i m in PIRANHA.. than had lunch which was sucky.. Ate lunch n onli given 15 minutes to let de food digest... tan we had to proceed on to station games which was located all around de skul.. but along de wae to de ferst station.. i was already feeling giddy n nauseatic.. i suffered heat stroke n vomitted out my lunch.. so after tat i was brought to sumwhere to rest.. bored sia.. in de evening at around 6.. we went to Police academy to camp there.. its at thomson road n is vacant.. not so bad.. xcept for de toilets which were so dirty n full of creepy crawlies.. tan we had to for our nite walk in de dark.. where everyone eyes were blindfolded.. we had to roll in de mud n walk inside a big drain.. we were oso fed wif bread spreaded wif wassabe sauce n lots more of nonsense.. we slept at around 4 plus a.m after all de activities ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;on de ferst dae our group wasnt tat enthu.. ppl were cheering n we were sitting there facing each other lyke gundus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;01/04/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had more station games.. well de ferst session after de breakfast we ahad 3 station games.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game 1: floorball wif cupboards??&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of using sticks.. we used rectangular upboards attached to rafia strings..&lt;br /&gt;we lose in tis game..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game 2: bursting balloons..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pair games.. tied our legs together n we had ballons tied to our legs.. we had to burst othe groups balloons.. n we oso lose tis game&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game 3:exactly lyke counter strike... played usind a big dice at de tennis court...&lt;br /&gt;involved water tats y piranha won it.. haha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we oso had telematch bt was not organised.. thus i find those hu win r still not winners.. blueks.. &lt;br /&gt;tan at 12 plus we went for nite walk in pairs.. n i partnered wif this chinese guy from scorpion group.. sorie syg.. but nuting happen kay.. well i cried during de nite walk coz ppl were scaring me lyke freak.. de GPs were scared when they noe tat i cried.. OMG?// de nite walk realy sux..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nt todae de group bonded well coz our mummy was angry wif us coz we were nt united.. got some kind of forcee which suddenly change de whole bunch of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;02/04/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to skul in de morning.. practise cheers n campfire songs.. very shiok...&lt;br /&gt;had water games again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game 1: save de water&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottles wif holes drilled around it.. we had to try to cover up de holes n bring more water to de other side where there's a bucket as fast as possible.. n again we lose.. blueks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game 2: fix de puzzle&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pieces of jigsaw puzzle floats in de wter.. with tied hand at de bk.. we have to take de jigsaw pieces n complete de puzzle.. n again we lose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game 3: captain ball in water&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de onli game we won..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another game tat we played was de horse.. 2 legs n 4 hands tied together.. involve 3 persons.. 2 person will tie 1 hand n 1 leg together.. n de 3 rd person onli de hand.. involving a piece of chalk n black paper.. attack other groups paper by drawing on their paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nite of de campfire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;was so xcited bout de event coz i tot it was real campfire.. but it wasnt.. our campfire makes use of fan n red paper n light bulbs.. but de atmosphere was still there.. tan we had disco nite hwere by its lyke clubbing.. songs will be played.. different songs.. all de wae i was dancing wif my sis, farhanah, siti n shida.. damn mad man.. sweating lyke hell.. when de slow music began me n farhanah back out n we dance together.. haha.. lesbians?? no lah...&lt;br /&gt;was onli allowed to slip at 6 plus a.m lor..&lt;br /&gt;but while i was sleeping... we did not realise de guys drawing our legs n hands.. OMG.. they drew on me wif markers while we were sleeping.. siao seh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;03/04/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued de tradition of latte.. which means after we break camp.. we go out n eat as a group n share our feelings.. so went to clementi for our latte.. nuting much.. juz eat n gave feedbacks.. hoohoo.. n now im home getting ready for bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i wasnt able to let out my feelings i tink i'll do it now..&lt;br /&gt;Siti: tanks for being such a nice fren.. u accompanied me whereever i go.. u r such a great friend.. tanks.. hope to c u at de weekend activity&lt;br /&gt;Qi Bi: u r such a good debator.. n u really rawk k.. n u sleep so well tat people drew ur face u did not realise it&lt;br /&gt;Felicia, Hui Wen, Ee Woon: i tink we did not interact tat much,, but u gerls r okay..&lt;br /&gt;n for all de chinese guys.. sorie if i did bully u guys kay.. but u guys got great teamwerk spirit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall de camp was fun.. onli tat we were not so united lyke de rest k.. but no matter wat we r still special in 1 wae or another..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114406063968625213?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114406063968625213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114406063968625213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114406063968625213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114406063968625213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/04/camp-can-be-sucky-at-1-tyme-n-de-nxt.html' title='CaMP can be sucky at 1 tyme n de nxt moment its so ShioK!!'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114369318901620746</id><published>2006-03-30T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T12:33:09.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nEAr esCape</title><content type='html'>i Was juz back home tis morNing at 4.25.. n nw itS juz 12.20 n i have to get ready for later werk at 2pm.. my eyes r still begging for sum slip.. but too bad.. i've got to go for werk or else sum fcuking managers will keep ringing my fon..AIyO!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as i was sitting at de back of de cab alone.. well i wasnt alone.. got 1 driver n 1 operator who was sitting in front.. i look out of de window.. tRees, buildings, houses, flats were all whizzing past me quickly.. i juz hope tat tyme wud past tat quick..so tat i dun have to wait any longer for his return.. but i noe it wudnt be true.. so juz wait patiently, gerl..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i oso got a quick escape from de police.. as we turn arround a corner at a road.. there was a fcuking road block.. de taxi driver panicked n asked me whether i got put on a seat belt.. he's panicked made me panicked too.. tat de seat belt jammed n i wasnt able to buckle my seatbelt.. since it was dark.. i tink my sling beg saved me.. so de police did nt caught me.. but de fcuking taxi driver was nagging at me from tat spot all de wae home.. *asshole* sia.. he was telling me how much i wud be fined.. blah3.. im sorie okay?? but even if fined i tink i wud be de one paying it and not him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tats all i gotta write coz im running late for werk.. toodles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syg.. im still missing u so much.. cum home quick kay.. luv ya.. muackkz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114369318901620746?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114369318901620746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114369318901620746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114369318901620746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114369318901620746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/03/near-escape.html' title='nEAr esCape'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114362409060681266</id><published>2006-03-29T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T17:21:30.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BoreDom juz kiLLing me</title><content type='html'>well its juz another boring dae ever since he went to taIwan.. no fon calls or any beep sound indicating a received msg.. my fon has been silent for this few daes.. he'll onli be back on 14 april.. which means ive still got 2 weeks to bare without hearing his voice.. it mae seems funny tat ive been talking to him thru my tagboard. but it seems tats de onli wae to communicate.. well.. we mite be a far distance apart but deep down in our hearts we r still close as i noe tat every moment he'll be worried abt me.. juz lyke im worried abt him there.. but trust me no matter how far u can be or how difficult it is not to be able to tok to me on de fon.. deep down.. u will owaes belong to me.. owaes luving u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i got to go now as i have to get ready for werk.. so i'll be back at 4am n at 2 pm tomolo shall be back at werk.. rite now im still packing my stuffs for fridae camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c ya.. toodles.. bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114362409060681266?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114362409060681266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114362409060681266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114362409060681266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114362409060681266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/03/boredom-juz-killing-me.html' title='BoreDom juz kiLLing me'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114350578880760201</id><published>2006-03-28T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T08:29:48.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8.20 AM.. its so eArly n they're fcukingly accusing me!! FCuk lah</title><content type='html'>the time now: 8:20 a.m.. mom comes in de room n starts accusing me of tings which did not happen, will not happen n shall not happen.. FUCK u lah.. yesterdea my cuzzie, Faeza msged me asking me to go to her chalet tis wed.. buT too bad i m werking.. from 8pm to 4am.. so i replied i cant go.. even if i wanst werking.. i would not even want to follow her coz i noe tat de fcukers in this house will forbid it.. more over i promised my syg tat i will not go to any chalet when he's awae from me... so tat idiotic mom was accusing me.. she said tat if she found out tat i wasnt at werk n went for tat chalet..wait n see wat will happen. Fcuk lah.. cant u read de sent items... r u blind tat i replied her tat i was werking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at tis time rite now.. actualli i shud be sleeping.. but bcoz de fcukers were quarelling i was woken up.. fcuker.. coz my sis went out wearing shorts to her camp.. n juz now they were quarelling wif each other.. wat de fcuk.. But de moz amazing ting was tat she did not have to change her shorts.. FCUK lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sumtimes wish tat they will be fair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz wish i had sumone here to confide in.. syg plz cum home fast.. im streesed n i dun have any one to turn to rite now.. plz.. love ya.. muacks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114350578880760201?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114350578880760201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114350578880760201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114350578880760201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114350578880760201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/03/820-am-its-so-early-n-theyre-fcukingly.html' title='8.20 AM.. its so eArly n they&apos;re fcukingly accusing me!! FCuk lah'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114348377936577774</id><published>2006-03-28T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T02:22:59.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat to do to a girL..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What to do to a Girl!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1. If you like her...ASK HER OUT already!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When you hug her, put your ARMS around her WAIST and hold her close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3. When you walk next to her, get as CLOSE as you can to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If she's the only one in your life, TELL HER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5. ALWAYS let her know how much you like her, love her, or think about her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Give her presents and cards for no reason, SHE WILL RETURN THE FAVOUR...ALWAYS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;7. If she hangs up on you, call her right back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Always offer to pay. If she says NO twice, then let her pay but make a deal that you get to pay next time (offer a date too!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;9. Kiss her lightly every chance you get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;10. Look in her eyes and kiss her on the lips, forehead, or nose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If she says she's cold, &gt;don't be an idiot and say "Me too." and stand there; give her your jacket or just simply hold her in your arms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Don't force her to do anything she's not comfortable with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Invite her to dinner or somewhere where you can talk,instead of the movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Try not to ask her if she's mad at you EVERY TIME you speak to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Always tell her you LOVE her only if you really mean it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;16. DON'T pressure her to do anything she isnt READY to do. When she is ready, she will let you know. She just wants everything to be more SPECIAL and PERFECT. So appreciate what she does do with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. DON'T go and tell your friends anything that happens between you two, cause it will hurt her and make her mad...and it will NEVER &lt;br /&gt;happen again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;GUYS- repost if you are going to treat your next gf this way, or do treat her this way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS- repost if you think guys should do this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL is quiet, Millions of things are running through her mind.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL is not arguing,She is thinking deeply.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL looks at you with eyes full of questions, she is wondering how long you will be around.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL answers "I'm fine" after a few seconds, she is not at all fine.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL stares at you, she is wondering why you are lying.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL lays on your chest, she is wishing for you to be hers forever.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL wants to see you everyday, She wants to be pampered.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL says "I love you", she means it.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL says "I miss you", no one in this world can miss you more than that&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send this to 20 ppl or you will have bad luck in ur love life... &lt;br /&gt;If you do, YOU will get kissed on Friday. Don't break this!If you have &lt;br /&gt;love 4 someone copy and send this to 20 ppl...in 5 min. Your true love &lt;br /&gt;will call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to post tis so tat u guys can treat n understand ur gerls better.. haha.. juz kidding.. No Offence to anibody.. my syg treat me nicely okay!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114348377936577774?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114348377936577774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114348377936577774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114348377936577774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114348377936577774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/03/wat-to-do-to-girl.html' title='Wat to do to a girL..'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114348159694491476</id><published>2006-03-28T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T01:46:37.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate de fcukers at home.. dey sux big tyme</title><content type='html'>im damn hurt.. damn, damn hurt.. well.. juz realised tat one of de 2 idiotic fcukers in tis home found de neoprints in my wallet.. n disposed dem off.. well last week on tuesdae my parents foundout about me going steady wif him.. im so pissed off wif dem.. wat wrong have i done.. im grown up n matured enuf to noe wats rite n wats wrong.. its part n parcel of growing up rite.. as long as my r'tionship doesnt affect my studies  or aniting.. i dun find it wrong to be wif him.. moreover.. u cant be de one whos taking control of my life.. dun xpect me to do tings tat i dun want.. dun xpect me to break up suddenly juz for u guys sake.. ive been wif him thru out.. he was de one hu supported me when im facing probs.. wat u "parents" care?? care for ur werk n urself ONLI.. do u ever ask me.. hows skul or wat ever?? NO.. he has owaes been there for me.. so dun xpect me to break up.. wats worse abouT u fcuking "parenrs" is tat u onli see his mistakes?? wat bout urs.. u tink u r perfect parents izzit.. u can give me $.. but u have never ever showered me wif love.. u duN understand ur teenage daughter.. wats worst is tat u ask me to leave him.. n we cant even be friends.. u "parents" r selfish people.. u want to show de world tat u care bout ur daughter.. but de onli tings u care r for urself.. GET iT FCUKERS.. I HATE U PEOPLE.. u call ur self a dad.. but all u care is money.. u dun even bother to werk.. but u ask money from ppl.. u hurt ppl's feeling without realising it.. u call me names but u dun realise tat i was born bcoz of u.. u ruined my life.. i hate u for being my dad.. i rather be an orphan rather tan koling u dad.. u created even more problem by involving other ppl.. I juz hate u..u call ur self a mom.. but all u bother is going to werk.. n making money for urself.. dun even bother about me.. GO N DIE.. $$ cant buy love.. k.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtimes i wish i wasnt born at all.. i wish to live in freeedom n not be tied down to aniting.. u can control me.. but respect me lyke a matured lady juz lyke how u want me to respect u as my parents..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite now i juz wish they will FCUK off from my life.. n i want him to be by my side now. coz i badly miss him.. plz cum back to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byez.. nite2. muackz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114348159694491476?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114348159694491476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114348159694491476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114348159694491476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114348159694491476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-hate-de-fcukers-at-home-dey-sux-big.html' title='i hate de fcukers at home.. dey sux big tyme'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114291790352637657</id><published>2006-03-21T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T13:11:43.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coNfused</title><content type='html'>Im so confuSed rite now..is she angri wif me or wat?? y did she lie to me.. but when she's on de fone wif me.. everiting seems ok.. we were supposed to go x-ray together todae.. when i kolled her she said she was not angry bout yesterdae... she told me she wants to go x-ray wif her mom.. so i asked Fizah to follow me.. buT fiza said tat she is going wif her.. im not angri at her for lying to me.. but i hope she understands wat i've been going thru all along.. plz forgive me.. UMaiRah.. im not angri at u..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yesterdae.. went to clinic at Jp wif umairah n hidayu... tan bought a new specs.. so X.. my lenses was 140 bucks.. when included my frame it was $200+.. ate at LJS.. n went shopping for wallet n shoe.. he send me home after tat.. i noe umairah was angri coz i let her go home on her own.. im sorie... i'll xplain to u.. k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.. im gonna mish him when he's at Taiwan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114291790352637657?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114291790352637657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114291790352637657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114291790352637657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114291790352637657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/03/confused.html' title='coNfused'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114265879515066285</id><published>2006-03-18T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T13:17:13.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoRT updates</title><content type='html'>have not been updating my blog for 2 reasons..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my internet connection is so damn low.. tat till cannot connect&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. TOO LAZY TO BLOG&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weLL very2 quick updates&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Umairah n hidayu has started werking at SSC mcds..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my secrets are out..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. have been being nagged n scolded everidae.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. had to separate wif him for a few daes..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. my life is going nuts...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. quarelling wif my parents everidae...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. he is so irritating sumtimes...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. so stressed at werk..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i dun wish to tell u aniting tat has been going on lately...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. xcept umairah.. who has been my messenger for de past few daes..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. u want to noe more go n find out..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. BYE!..&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114265879515066285?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114265879515066285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114265879515066285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114265879515066285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114265879515066285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/03/short-updates.html' title='shoRT updates'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114171823913517994</id><published>2006-03-07T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T15:57:19.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UpDates...</title><content type='html'>--&lt;u&gt;7 March&lt;/u&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Well.. not doing aniting much.. xcept tat im teacing tuition.. juz resolved last nite misunderstanding..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I promise to be much more nicer to him&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. No shouting or Scolding him unnecesarily.. unless he amke me so angri&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. No ******&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. No hanging of fones..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Problems muz be resolved by talking tings out&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Control ur emotions..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;u&gt;6 MArch&lt;/u&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;woke up very2 earlY.. onli had 4 hours of slip coz went out wif him de dae b4 n got home tis morning... so sliippy.. Yet have to travel all de wae to dover to SP.. tan had to walk so far juz to appeal for another course.. well.. there were lotz of ppl appealing.. stressful seh... so i appealed to change from maritime transportation management to tourism n resort management... wonder if i'll make it.. coz tourism n resort management cop is 10 n my aggregate is 17..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tan later me, umairah, hidayu n my sis went job hunting... n of all places they chose ssc mcd.. adek was de one hu interviewed dem.. but very fun.. im gonna hv frens soon.. hehe.. tan we split up.. umairah n hidayu went to library.. me n my sis went to tis fashion.. my syg spy on me.. n we went home.. had stomach cramps so my planned to go roller blading was cancelled... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;u&gt;5 mArch&lt;/u&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;watched cartoons from morning to evening.. tan ard 6 i went out wif my darling.. but de weather was against us.. raining heavily.. he was soaked n drenched in de rain... tan went to P.S.. checked out de movies at G.V.. ate at KFC.. ta bcoz of de Crispy Chicken decided to go to Cathay Cineleisure n we catched de movie.. Final Destination 3. very gruesome bt a 5 out of 5 star show.. guys u shud catch tat show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After de show ended we headed to esplanade.. took close to 45 mins coz we kept going de wrong wae.. we ended up at chinatown. bugis. Tekka or i mite sae seranggon.. we were so lost trying to find our wae there...tan at last found it.. sat by de river.. de scenery was so nice at nite.. he told me he was leaving to go to taiwan on de 24/03.. boohoo.. im gonna mish him lotz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost got screened bt we escaped.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;u&gt;4th marCh&lt;/u&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;werked at Westcoast pk mcd even though sumone was against it.. werking there was ok.. xcept that from 5 till 8 we had constant flow of customers.. cannot tahan seh.. went home wif sya sya... nuting much really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go.. late for tuition liaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114171823913517994?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114171823913517994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114171823913517994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114171823913517994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114171823913517994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/03/updates.html' title='UpDates...'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114140999384096336</id><published>2006-03-04T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T15:21:09.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 kGs to lOse.. haha.. fat hope?? still got hope??</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;4th MArch&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant sLip yet.. so im here blogging.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3rd March&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weLL yesterdae was a keep fit dae for me.. i dunno y i was so in de mood to exercise todae.. well maybe de fact tat skuls getting started in less tan 2 or 3 months time.. n i still got 10 kg to lose. but im really not going to give up nw... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to prove to him tat im strong n not WEAK.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well todae i had breakfast- bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch i ate 1 plate of rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n dinnEr i ate half an apple n drank milo wif biscuits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tat was a totally cut down of my normal meal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tan after lunch i did sum vigorous exercise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... i went jogging.. n oso played badminton..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. to me de jogging was a slight improvement from de normal timez tat i ran.. well i ran a longer distance without stopping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before tis i was a hopeless runner.. hehe.. give up so eazily.. but tis tyme de distance i ran was longer b4 i really cudnt take it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorie syg.. did not meant to disappoint u.. but sum ppl juz cant tat distance wif no training n preparation. its lyke after half a year of hibernation.. suddenly out of de blue im exercising so activel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all tat i can promise is tat de distance tat i run non-stop will keep on increasing slowly.. if i train everydae... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae wat bout gym tis sunday??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops.. forgotten.. sumting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my skul posting todae.. out of 12 choices i got my 3rd choice.. SP.. wif Maritime Transportation Management.. BUt.. im going to appeal for my course tomolo.. i really want tourism n resort management.. so fhucked up wif wat i got... i oso did not get into nautical studies... wat a shame.. OMG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least not so worst lyke sumof my other frens whom i pity.. &lt;br /&gt;all 12 choices were not approved or getting up to no. 8 choice.. early childhood education.. wif agg of 15?? wat  de heck man??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd march&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go jogging but cancelled wif fiza due to sum unforeseen circumstances.. sorie.. another dae kay fiza.. jgn mara.. did nuting but watched cartoons and cartoons non- stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant exactly remembered wwat happened on 1 of march.. oH ya.. happY march fool's dae.. blueks.. im a lamer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles..  bye bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114140999384096336?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114140999384096336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114140999384096336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114140999384096336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114140999384096336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/03/10-kgs-to-lose-haha-fat-hope-still-got.html' title='10 kGs to lOse.. haha.. fat hope?? still got hope??'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114114118953508499</id><published>2006-02-28T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T23:39:49.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QuicK upDates</title><content type='html'>WeLL.. i have to make tis update a quick one coz my internet connEction juz sux.. de connectivity level is so low.. tat it may disconnect anitime now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuting much happened todae.. lazing at home onli.. slepping.. waking up.. eating.. blah3... todae is juz so boring.. watched cartoons from morning till afternoon.. met up wif him n eat mee goreng. haha.. its so damn bored since im not werking.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae a lil bit ok.. coz i ggot sumting to do.. TEaching sum gunddos.. haha.. sorie... but half wae my brain nerve got probs.. started having headache.. so decided to take a cab home... reached home.. not walking straight.. put oilment tan jump into bed n onli woke up to watch DIA.. de show is getting so exciting.. suspense is in de air.. I juz hate Fifi n Tat Fcuking Andi.. brainwash ppl mind onli.. but i very lyke de part where de whole family was having dinner when Andi came.. but tat Fanny oso so stupid.. pretended to be raped my Irfan... so Dumb.. but $$ can make ppl blind.. after de show my headache starteed again.. but tis time worst.. coz i feel lyke vomitting.. but it nvr came till early tis morning.. around 3 A.m... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae is "Sembilu" last episode.. its so  ice seeing de ending.. i really hate tat shamsul.. so in de end he did not marry zetty.. hehe.. i hate zetty's brother too.. so ego.. He cud not differentiate btw a glass n a diamond.. haha.. actually its a malay proveb which i translated.. but i tink got sumting wrong lah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br.&lt;br /&gt;toodles..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114114118953508499?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114114118953508499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114114118953508499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114114118953508499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114114118953508499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/02/quick-updates_114114118953508499.html' title='QuicK upDates'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114102548152946757</id><published>2006-02-27T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T15:31:21.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My French NAme</title><content type='html'>Tis is my French name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF2BF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAE6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/frenchnamegenerator/france.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frédérique  Boivert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/frenchnamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your French Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tis is his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF2BF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAE6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/frenchnamegenerator/france.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pascal Goullet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/frenchnamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your French Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114102548152946757?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114102548152946757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114102548152946757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114102548152946757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114102548152946757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-french-name.html' title='My French NAme'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884855.post-114102514129131579</id><published>2006-02-27T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T15:27:44.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Japanese namE n hIS</title><content type='html'>my JapanEse name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; 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The Pink Panther diamond is mising... well.. for tis show i'll give a 4 out of 5 stars.. its humorous.. funny.. entertaining.. suspense towards de end.. wanted to noe hu de thief n de murderer was... we were lyke laughing lyke some mad ppl in de cinema.. overall de show is very fantastic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae.. werked at mCDS on sat afTernoon.. new managers n new crews.. havent noe dem well enuf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;tan yesterdae, sundae, been sleeping half of de dae.. zzzz... Erlin Montel.. a new show on suria.. very funny... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got no tingys to write animore.. chiaoz..&lt;br /&gt;gotta teach tuition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing my darlINg always...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16884855-114102470589359860?l=love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/feeds/114102470589359860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16884855&amp;postID=114102470589359860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114102470589359860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16884855/posts/default/114102470589359860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-struck-stupor.blogspot.com/2006/02/movies-again.html' title='MovieS agaIn..'/><author><name>Hanisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738194957480177156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
