<?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-2449775539799396741</id><updated>2012-01-19T02:15:23.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more like genuine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>177</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-2130601068886606260</id><published>2009-01-07T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:44:57.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Open house busking earlier on. Finally, some pictures to upload. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288553434874865666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SWS3VD1jaAI/AAAAAAAABmM/BNFGegh0ug8/s400/IMG_3439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288552569849400210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SWS2itXaS5I/AAAAAAAABmE/TUJ5Hg1-48o/s400/IMG_3438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288551617879612706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SWS1rTAIHSI/AAAAAAAABls/URf9pNyDxxE/s400/IMG_3429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Go yussay go yussay go!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288552566146146706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SWS2ifkfIZI/AAAAAAAABl8/Lrstsex7S4c/s400/IMG_3431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Ehwah, Annnneeeeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288552565772440626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SWS2ieLY1DI/AAAAAAAABl0/gg-ISITqxDc/s400/IMG_3434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Ehwah, banananananana! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288551610684773842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SWS1q4MvldI/AAAAAAAABlk/BcFqBAihVVE/s400/IMG_3428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288551607675195042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SWS1qs_NDqI/AAAAAAAABlc/EoOeJ-9Wti4/s400/IMG_3427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Well, at least there is something to look forward to in school. Hehe. After the 2nd busking, I chilled at the cafe with people whom I'm not suppose to be with. It was so ironic. And gee, &lt;em&gt;Mas'ud sedare Farhad ehhhhhh&lt;/em&gt;. -__- Will someone just kill me? Haha! It makes two now to know Farhad's cousin. Sheesh. I might know Farhad's aunts too, maybe. Cik Tipah? Mak Bedah? maybe? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Okay, so yesterday's story is coming to an end soon, or so I'd hope. I don't wanna be thinking about all this because, it's definitely not a great way to start my 2009 with. May all of you fly with wings in the sky. Good luck with that. So I assume it's all settled eh? Even if it's not, I still want to think it has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;I've been having the tendency to piss people off this days, you know, like backout on to something that I've planned at a very last minute, bringing people dowwwwwwwwwwwwnnnnn etc. Oh wells, I have my reasons, so if you're still pissed with me, then I got nothing to say. Sorry then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Oh yes, thankyou Kepung and Ichangkudin(love you) &amp;amp; friends for coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;So now I'm a fat house cat; needless to say. Have a nice SAY! x)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2449775539799396741-2130601068886606260?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/2130601068886606260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=2130601068886606260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/2130601068886606260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/2130601068886606260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2009/01/open-house-busking-earlier-on.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SWS3VD1jaAI/AAAAAAAABmM/BNFGegh0ug8/s72-c/IMG_3439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-5292473592431152450</id><published>2009-01-06T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:46:34.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;School has been inevitably painful. I thought that my craze was gonna end at home, but nah, it carried on in class. The classmates were total spoilers for making me hear stories and endings about twilight, and I simply disliked it. I heard a "half-vampire baby" and all, but didn't even bothered to listen to the rest. It's somehow very frustrating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;So anyway, it was overall okay though I left my purse on the first day and my cell the other plus an almost-lost watch. I don't know what is wrong with me. Like my mind's outside and all. Heh. What made it worse was that I got news that a friend met a terrible accident a few days back, that he has to come and say it to me himself. I haven't been at all around have I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Oh and yes, there is nothing else better than to make somewhow who is terribly worried about the situations that you have to blow it all out. Honestly, if that is how you tried to confront people to stay in your team, than you totally screw it big time. I don't care if your team is going sucking or whatever shit, but if that idea of being a leader is really stucked in your thick and outrageous brain, I have got nothing to say. Fine now, whatever ey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Just to get everything of the hook, I met Ichangkudin and it was impromtu to catch Bedtime Stories. It was hilarious! I laughed out loud on the part he had a bee stung, and the friend had to translate it. "Jumping up and down the alligator...". Hahaha! Yes, I was looking at the movieboards just now and I really think that they are running out of movies to air. Heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Busking tommorrow in school, I hope it turns out okay. I have to pay a visit to the friend; cause he meant more than that. x)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-5292473592431152450?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/5292473592431152450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=5292473592431152450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/5292473592431152450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/5292473592431152450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-has-been-inevitably-painful.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-3387789305922201972</id><published>2009-01-02T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:25:43.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SV45UnhpkQI/AAAAAAAABlU/XMO3llRq9Rs/s1600-h/twilight_book_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286726038949826818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SV45UnhpkQI/AAAAAAAABlU/XMO3llRq9Rs/s400/twilight_book_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I amazingly, am done with the first volume. Not trying to be ostentatious or anything, but I just really enjoyed reading it. I honestly think that Edward Cullen's character is so much interesting in the book as compared to the one in the movie. The book is more detailed, of course and it doesn't leave me clueless at all. It's like &lt;em&gt;Romeo and Juliet &lt;/em&gt;of the 20th century! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;So I'm waiting for the sis to get the second one, because I can't stand the fact that I'm done reading it. I was bored seconds after I exclaimed "I've finished the book!" at home. Or maybe if sis will be taking so long to get it, I might consider getting the book myself; but the fact that I have to go looking for it somehow made my &lt;em&gt;lazy-cetomosis &lt;/em&gt;grew more bizarre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;And what's great is that I'll be starting tutoring tommorrow. How I wished that I haven't finished reading it so that I can do that in my forty-five minutes of the bus journey. Wish me luck anyway. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;"And so, the lion fell in love with the lamb" - Edward Cullen.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-3387789305922201972?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/3387789305922201972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=3387789305922201972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3387789305922201972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3387789305922201972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-amazingly-am-done-with-first-volume.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SV45UnhpkQI/AAAAAAAABlU/XMO3llRq9Rs/s72-c/twilight_book_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-8130264508373893904</id><published>2009-01-01T20:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:54:36.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;My New Year Celebration was pleasant; just like I wanted. No partying or any of that sort. It was more of a slow and romantic one. Pretty laid-back I can say. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVy6IdSMbbI/AAAAAAAABlE/WSzn0CCTWmM/s1600-h/P1010551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286304717088779698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVy6IdSMbbI/AAAAAAAABlE/WSzn0CCTWmM/s400/P1010551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVy6HvBOfNI/AAAAAAAABk8/4pv4Fb1zCDs/s1600-h/P1010543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286304704669580498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVy6HvBOfNI/AAAAAAAABk8/4pv4Fb1zCDs/s400/P1010543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;The fireworks were spectacular as always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286305595731564482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVy67me9V8I/AAAAAAAABlM/pbpralaJEdc/s400/P1010558.JPG" border="0" /&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Supper was horrible. I can barely finish it. It's one of those kind like the cook prepared the meal in such a rush that nothing works at all. Terrible, I'm telling you.Waiting for the first train was a suicide, I didn't get home till 7. I'm definitely not a night-partyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;I intended to have a chill over at Timbre but the place was crowded leaving us with no choice but to just have a sit outside. The band played songs that I was very familiar with; thus the sing-a-long. We had to go off after they played about 5 to 6 songs cause I needed the loo badly. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;"&gt;&lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286304697627887538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVy6HUyWx7I/AAAAAAAABk0/_yRp7qy8vDg/s400/P1010532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Oh, I caught Twilight again for the secondth time. This time, the audience were much more supporting as they were more attentive so they laughed for every little funny there were in the show. Somehow I find it more interesting than watching it with Rosy. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Oh, and I've picked up a new hobby for 2009. Reading, that is. Strange, I know. Ichangkudin was surprised to know that I was reading in the morning. So yes, basically I am officially a &lt;em&gt;twlighter.&lt;/em&gt; So much of a fan that I'll go nuts just putting the book down even for a minute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;As far as I can remember, the last time I had reading as a hobby was during high school. I was into Harry Potter back then that I finished reading all the disastrous thick books- J.K Rowling would have been impressed. Okay now, I have a book to be obsessed with. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh my, that's the last thing that I would ever want to happen for the start of the year. A broken ankle, again. How pleasant. Sheesh. Take good care of yourself, will you? Clumsy old man. But I love you still. (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-8130264508373893904?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/8130264508373893904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=8130264508373893904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8130264508373893904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8130264508373893904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-new-year-celebration-was-pleasant.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVy6IdSMbbI/AAAAAAAABlE/WSzn0CCTWmM/s72-c/P1010551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-2540097467271745022</id><published>2008-12-31T13:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:50:44.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy New Year everybody! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I know it's early, but since I'll be out for countdown later, I might not have the chance to wish all of you. So yes, let 2008 pass without a single regret, and welcome 2009 of future wonders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Have a great year ahead &amp;amp; all the best for your future endeavours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Ps: This song is perfect to start a new year, I love it, much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;'It is exactly my brand of heroin.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Love, yussay08'.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-2540097467271745022?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/2540097467271745022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=2540097467271745022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/2540097467271745022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/2540097467271745022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year-everybody-i-know-its.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-776635480837674224</id><published>2008-12-30T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:59:07.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVotFxUaLbI/AAAAAAAABkk/EA--TfoLoBM/s1600-h/Twilight-34-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285586689834233266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVotFxUaLbI/AAAAAAAABkk/EA--TfoLoBM/s400/Twilight-34-large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;center&gt;So, I caught Twilight in the evening. I know its cliche and overrated but heck, its such a fucking nice show! However, it's so unfortunate to be watching it with Rosy, cause she wants whatever I want. And that includes all the haba-habas in the show. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Anyway, there are actually better images of the casts but I love this one cause it makes me fly! hahaha. Nah, I just love the way Robert looks into Kristen's eyes so deeply and speaking so close to her ears though it freaked me because it feels like he's gonna suck her blood anytime. Hahaha. Okay, I sound so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;I thought he looked familiar, then I realised that he acted as Cedric in Harry Potter. And yes, suddenly I remembered that I have called him a hottie once upon a time. And now it's back again. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285586694540228770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVotGC2Z-KI/AAAAAAAABks/XQx-tjtLbbU/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Now, me and Rosy have new motivations to get a job. Yes, the xperia. Since it's gona cost a bomb, we might think that it is best if we just work for a month and finish all the pay just to get this cell. See, I told you that whatever I want, Rosy wants it too. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Therefore, our new resolutions would be getting an awesome dream cellphone and a vampire boyfriend! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Btw, practice was okay just that I peeled off my skin which was from a blister! Dang, I sound as if it's my first time playing percussion. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Ps: I'm not a doll which you can just throw whatever anger that's inside of you. I have feelings too, so deal with it. I'm tired of all this shit. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-776635480837674224?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/776635480837674224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=776635480837674224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/776635480837674224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/776635480837674224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-i-caught-twilight-in-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVotFxUaLbI/AAAAAAAABkk/EA--TfoLoBM/s72-c/Twilight-34-large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-8885702774003366592</id><published>2008-12-28T19:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:10:14.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;The big Red &amp;amp; Blue wedding; was spectacularrrrrr. I know that many have already attended or gone through experiences of the preparations for weddings of their personal closest ones, but I don't care because this one is definitely a memorable one for me! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVdl7OXgkYI/AAAAAAAABkM/0lmVsRBK4v4/s1600-h/P1010487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284804755885953410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVdl7OXgkYI/AAAAAAAABkM/0lmVsRBK4v4/s400/P1010487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Mr Saifful here is the first 'kid' to wed among the whole of my entire generation of cousins and siblings.Yes, the first one!(on the Mother's side,of course) See his achievement?nyehehe. Therefore, you can expect, total panic and anxiousness plus nervousness in my family throughout the whole week. Cause, its the first time, and you always want things to be perfect for the first time. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Flashback: I can still recall the time when he was so hot during his younger days; that all the girls or even aunts would keep asking around just to get a picture of him. And now that his married, so shoo! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284816966848459010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVdxB_v1sQI/AAAAAAAABkc/e9X-ZOM4Jpw/s400/P1010524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;And I love their Blue outfit; especially the dress and the threads on it. Eghhhh. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284816038701982290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVdwL-IeYlI/AAAAAAAABkU/T1bhM3xK53U/s400/P1010507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;The perfect wedding. Or close to perfect, I can say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;But to have all things to go smoothly, definitely there's a lot of effort that has to be put in. So, I put in mine. Hehehe. I drew three of the directory signage which had to be exactly the same cause they didn't allow me to photocopy. Tsk. And suddenly, I remembered those days when I stayed awake just to finish up my Art coursework. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284804749016259410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVdl60xpW1I/AAAAAAAABkE/OYmYPAAVMEA/s400/P1010469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;So while the adults were busy, the kids never fail to run around the playground under the hot sun just to have fun. Been there, done that. Hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284804739609595234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVdl6Ru7DWI/AAAAAAAABj0/8FRJz-dkEk4/s400/P1010461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284804747465188066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVdl6u_14uI/AAAAAAAABj8/Q6-mb5RlKDo/s400/P1010464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;So yes, congrats to Mr Saifful and Ms Raslinda for the great, big wedding. May you go through the future that lies ahead together and fall deeply in love till eternity. Aww, you two lovebirds. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Seeing them wed has made me think how my wedding would be like, and so I was dreamy most of the time. Yes, suddenly adrenalin start gushing in and I want to get married! Ibuk, sayer nak kahwin! Eee, gatal.xD&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-8885702774003366592?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/8885702774003366592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=8885702774003366592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8885702774003366592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8885702774003366592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/big-red-blue-wedding-was.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVdl7OXgkYI/AAAAAAAABkM/0lmVsRBK4v4/s72-c/P1010487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-4944373698228408607</id><published>2008-12-26T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:39:21.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;My Christmas was great, cause there are food everywhere, that when you think you're done, your throat feels like munching other things. My throat on the other hand, wasn't in a christmas mood. Its been having piercing pains that only god knows how sick it is. So definitely, I had to swallow food 3x10 slower than my normal pace. Eghh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;So when I reached my chinese grandad's place, I was so thrilled to see barley drinks. Just what I need! Now, I love my grandparents so much cause they know when their grandchild is getting sick and they got everything ready. Hehehe. Grandma made the best fried chicken ever; something that I have been looking for since months.Sometimes I think that my grandparents are the perfect psychic! Ke-pow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;And unfortunately, I was kicked by an unbearable stomach cramp while I was on the way back. The only thing on my mind was just muscalax and a bed to lie on. And I had an amazing 38.7 fever with shivers. Ahh, body aches comes in so handy next. So now, I can officially say that I'm sick! -_____-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;And to you, another disappoinment ey? I hope you're wise in choosing your next journey of life. You can do it! I'll be here to support every moment of it. Think wisely,baby. Wisely. x)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-4944373698228408607?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/4944373698228408607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=4944373698228408607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4944373698228408607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4944373698228408607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-christmas-was-great-cause-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-2864137473300708620</id><published>2008-12-24T20:26:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T11:45:42.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Vivo city and Keppel Bay and Hortpark's outing. See, I mean it. So, its another day with the d80 after I begged Milly to lend it to me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVIvdKiVYAI/AAAAAAAABic/yJ2BCd8UpTs/s1600-h/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283337490950086658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVIvdKiVYAI/AAAAAAAABic/yJ2BCd8UpTs/s400/DSC_0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283337486195256802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVIvc40sbeI/AAAAAAAABiU/WwqiMMrFXpU/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283337480030628322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVIvch27qeI/AAAAAAAABiM/ztQLAou0QFo/s400/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283334067839024322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVIsV6dDvMI/AAAAAAAABiE/CDEp5Kr033Y/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283334063310531410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVIsVplYa1I/AAAAAAAABh8/pX3CyUxG_Zw/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283334059488325378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVIsVbWGLwI/AAAAAAAABh0/BcDniEiUJY8/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;center&gt;Trust me, I had a hard time choosing which of the pictures to upload out of the 247 shots. Yes, as crazy as the numeric number is, its just exciting to see it increasing moment after another. I don't know why but I keep landing on other places instead of the ones that I wanted to go. Nah, I think the places are more beautiful than the one that I planned to. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falah joined us after drunch, but it was so goooooood to know that he brought his dslr but with no battery pack in it. And no, Keppel Bay disallowed phototakings but we sneaked cause it was such a beautiful place.Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVI5RvX7ZVI/AAAAAAAABjk/RcElbhOKhZU/s1600-h/DSC_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283348289796400466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVI5RvX7ZVI/AAAAAAAABjk/RcElbhOKhZU/s400/DSC_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283338293321871218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVIwL3mrL3I/AAAAAAAABik/KfxwHISxaGk/s400/DSC_0101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVI5RBS4zKI/AAAAAAAABjc/36Xg7f1vn-I/s1600-h/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283348277427227810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVI5RBS4zKI/AAAAAAAABjc/36Xg7f1vn-I/s400/DSC_0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283348276450945762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVI5Q9qH6uI/AAAAAAAABjU/iH218UUcuAM/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;HortPark was so greeny and floral and all. And the swing happen to be the best object and focal point of our photography session. Ichangkuddin was so excited to try out the camera; as you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283349603671127842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVI6eN8EtyI/AAAAAAAABjs/r-YP6ucKuKI/s400/DSC_0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283345046048983330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVI2U7eRySI/AAAAAAAABi0/CuFOLyiAjfA/s400/DSC_0153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;And yes, thankyou Falah for bringing us to the beautiful places and taking great pictures. I am a very happy girl again! I'm wondering if there's any other great places for me to explore. I wanna enjoy being in the sun, feeling all thirsty just to get a picture in the memory. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVI2VW0jrGI/AAAAAAAABjE/DBrV_cmdx3s/s1600-h/DSC_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283345053390187618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVI2VW0jrGI/AAAAAAAABjE/DBrV_cmdx3s/s400/DSC_0197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283346341109184530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVI3gT8sOBI/AAAAAAAABjM/AoSRNjjf7os/s400/DSC_0243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283345035314910834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVI2UTfE1nI/AAAAAAAABis/2ZLMbA9qEjs/s400/DSC_0144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;And honestly, going out to these places is such a breather. Because after that would be back to my life of eating, sleeping, studying and percussion sessions. For the record, I tried to enjoy as much as I can during the holidays even if it means not going away overseas. And I'm impressed that I did. x)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283345047322959922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVI2VAOBIDI/AAAAAAAABi8/nKpK8de7-hU/s400/DSC_0161.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm off to watch Mamma Mia with the sisters. It's Christmas eve. I'll be going to my chinese grandad's place tommorrow to celebrate his birthday plus a little thanksgiving. Speaking of which, I still haven't got the 'chosen' Kiky girls thanksgiving present. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;I love Ichangkuddin! Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Okay, Merry Christmas everybody! Happy holidays. xD&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-2864137473300708620?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/2864137473300708620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=2864137473300708620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/2864137473300708620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/2864137473300708620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/vivo-city-and-keppel-bay-and-hortparks.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVIvdKiVYAI/AAAAAAAABic/yJ2BCd8UpTs/s72-c/DSC_0071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-3445039023262565013</id><published>2008-12-23T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:24:01.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I know that I said I'll update about Snowcity,but I have itchy fingers and so decided to update on this! Yes, Milly was lucky to be able to loan the d80 from school and ahhhh, I can't stand seeing the pictures we took at the barrage. Its awesome, I'm telling you. hee. Basically the pictures without me in it, means that I'm the one snapping. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283027792933539746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVEVyXhRz6I/AAAAAAAABhs/jKmomyPSy-M/s400/DSC_0273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283027181111165906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVEVOwTdQ9I/AAAAAAAABhk/FPnt_nHiiNY/s400/DSC_0250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVEVOgQzWOI/AAAAAAAABhc/OjjDLx0DIa4/s1600-h/DSC_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283027176805062882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVEVOgQzWOI/AAAAAAAABhc/OjjDLx0DIa4/s400/DSC_0260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVESjyzdNeI/AAAAAAAABhU/WDK1tRKW-Mc/s1600-h/DSC_0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283024244024620514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVESjyzdNeI/AAAAAAAABhU/WDK1tRKW-Mc/s400/DSC_0189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;"&gt;As Singaporeans would say, "Go fly kite." Haha! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVESiddSibI/AAAAAAAABhM/SPn5FWZGZfk/s1600-h/DSC_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283024221114632626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVESiddSibI/AAAAAAAABhM/SPn5FWZGZfk/s400/DSC_0279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283024203732022018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVEShcs88wI/AAAAAAAABhE/dLiI84gPmKQ/s400/DSC_0270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283023120962064962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVERibEekkI/AAAAAAAABg8/1xGz3r8Mh14/s400/DSC_0248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283023109606223666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVERhwxCLzI/AAAAAAAABgs/-Y1sIHP1oJ8/s400/DSC_0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Well, my initial plan was actually to go to South Pier. However, me and Milly realised that the signs to the barrage was more than that of South Pier. Therefore, we 'landed' there instead. But it wasn't at all a wrong decision. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283022426735586850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVEQ6A3_LiI/AAAAAAAABgk/3oV8YPkdNs4/s400/DSC_0266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283022423318272402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVEQ50JPGZI/AAAAAAAABgc/9B5Ww3bzqRc/s400/DSC_0234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;"&gt;And yes, I love the skies of the Singapore and I love my country for making me feel that I'm somewhere else but at the same time feel at home. I am a happy girl. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283022421850192930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVEQ5urN_CI/AAAAAAAABgU/_lB-sFU0j6U/s400/DSC_0197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Esplanade was the next destination before I headed off for Bloco. And practice was so exhausting plus it ended late. I spent most of my time standing, repeating routines. Sheesh. Okay, next would be Keppel's Bay and HortPark. This time, I mean it. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Goodnight or rather Goodmorning people!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVERiN6ZPTI/AAAAAAAABg0/ePKIUyx-vAs/s1600-h/DSC_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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;/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/2449775539799396741-3445039023262565013?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/3445039023262565013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=3445039023262565013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3445039023262565013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3445039023262565013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-know-that-i-said-ill-update-about.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SVEVyXhRz6I/AAAAAAAABhs/jKmomyPSy-M/s72-c/DSC_0273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-4684905328982476895</id><published>2008-12-22T01:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:37:06.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SU_MmSPw5pI/AAAAAAAABgE/zSjqO_fIAPY/s1600-h/Photo0433..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282665846033933970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SU_MmSPw5pI/AAAAAAAABgE/zSjqO_fIAPY/s400/Photo0433..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The Singapore-Vietnam second leg match. And as much as you think that I'm exhausted, I can never stop laughing about the typical Singaporeans' reactions and the Kallang waves. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282665856962583362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SU_Mm69W20I/AAAAAAAABgM/rte1OXfgwk4/s400/Photo0428..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Bob and Hulk were basically crazy about the funky hats and I'll have to admit that it actually suits them. Oh and the signature cheer for this year's is eleven claps rhythm plus "Butooo!". Hahaha. It gets very annoying even after the match cause there were car horns doing that and a lot would respond. Ahhh, Singaporeans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Oh, and I'm pretty impressed with myself because I actually paid close attention to the match without even having a blink away from the field. My brother has taught me the rules of the game when I was younger but I wasn't quite sure about it. Moreover, I was shocked to see myself standing up when the Singapore players had shots. I know, so just shut up. Hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;But they lost anyways, so jyeah. Who cares, its over. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Next update would be some snow city pictures. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-4684905328982476895?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/4684905328982476895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=4684905328982476895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4684905328982476895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4684905328982476895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/singapore-vietnam-second-leg-match.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SU_MmSPw5pI/AAAAAAAABgE/zSjqO_fIAPY/s72-c/Photo0433..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-6892585668791257109</id><published>2008-12-18T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:07:52.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I've just got home from the body massage and I'm feeling all rejuvenated &amp;amp; fresh &amp;amp; sleepy. Hehehe. Now I'm trying my best to keep my eyes open for a call after he gets back from soccer before I get to bed. Meanwhile, I shall watch GG. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And sheesh, I think I need to start managing my friendster account cause its honestly so old and filthy.Hee. And I missed my Kiky girls already. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-6892585668791257109?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/6892585668791257109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=6892585668791257109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/6892585668791257109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/6892585668791257109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-just-got-home-from-body-massage-and.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-3937643487265056455</id><published>2008-12-18T12:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:31:06.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;A trip down to town with Ichangkuddin for godknowshowlong. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280982589978543602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUnRr4yxhfI/AAAAAAAABfE/bkaqqEQ2in0/s400/DSC00242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280983007100624050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUnSEKsbXLI/AAAAAAAABfU/SdidegCnuG0/s400/Photo0416d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Don't mind my uncontrollable fringe.yucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280985685866566130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUnUgF3_0fI/AAAAAAAABfs/Xg3hwQHPIhc/s400/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;"&gt;Ooooh, I so love the picture above. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280983269817645010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUnSTdZC99I/AAAAAAAABfk/zwD07v_wJKc/s400/Photo0420m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280983009230902722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUnSESoU1cI/AAAAAAAABfc/NZNEbDvm0cM/s400/Photo0417d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;And I thought I looked aneroxic in the last picture. Anyway, yes, I skipped practice again. But I assumed it to be as handrum as ever. Milley text me to meet him and go together but by then, I was already out. Heh. Sorry Milley! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;"&gt;So yes, and nothing can be as much fun as going out with Ichangkuddin. Not gonna write down much about it cause you'll might think that I'm bragging too much. Heee. So just gonna give some movie critic about the show we caught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280990637405826114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUnZATy87EI/AAAAAAAABf8/jL0Die_tHSM/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;So, after so long contemplating, we caught the show because like hello, it Keanu Reeves okay! Hehehe. But I think that I couldn't really catch the ball as much cause all I cared was to see his appearances. Haha. So overall, I guess I'm gonna rate a 6/10. The ending was sweet though. So yeap. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;Great great night. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm going for a full body massage with the Misran's girls today. And tomorrow would be out with the kids to Science Center &amp;amp; Snow City. Saturday would prolly be out with Shining star. Wow, I've got thousands of great plans coming up &amp;amp; money draining out too. I hope tutoring would start soon cause the one on Tuesday was cancelled. Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUnRsTdj-xI/AAAAAAAABfM/u6XBeKOsTRA/s1600-h/DSC00239.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-3937643487265056455?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/3937643487265056455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=3937643487265056455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3937643487265056455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3937643487265056455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/trip-down-to-town-with-ichangkuddin-for.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUnRr4yxhfI/AAAAAAAABfE/bkaqqEQ2in0/s72-c/DSC00242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-8108902337610132921</id><published>2008-12-16T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:30:23.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUiM_FeVHiI/AAAAAAAABe0/C_RN3udeRnM/s1600-h/Take_The_Time_Today____by_Sexyma1998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280625578520944162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUiM_FeVHiI/AAAAAAAABe0/C_RN3udeRnM/s400/Take_The_Time_Today____by_Sexyma1998.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;I literally stayed at home today. The terrible thing about holidays is that you would be chock-full with chores. However, I'm still glad that the new washing machine has arrived! Its been horrendous without being able to spin the clothes and hanging it out to dry for the past three days. So that makes the chores double; as so you can see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280625707183147778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUiNGkxyiwI/AAAAAAAABe8/nYTHop7CI-I/s400/Picture0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;I felt like going out earlier on but figure that my 'L' (Lazy-cetamosis) disease started kicking in and so I had to terribly rot at home. By noon, I got so bored surfing the net so I woke Ichangkuddin and disturbed him for all I care. Haha. He's been keeping totally quiet now and then when I was talking; which means that he's been sleeping! -.- And thankgod his mom and brother started making noise trying to dismental the bed. Hahaha. Bagusssss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;My sister was getting ready for her one-night only barbeque pit, so the kitchen was in total mess with food that doesn't look at all appetizing. Haha. But somehow, I wished that someone or many one(if there's such a word) would organise something like that so that I can have fun somehow. Nah, it's going to be tiring &amp;amp; I can't stand exaustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;Kumar somehow chat with me and he actually asked me out for supper. And it's so embarrassing to know that I'm the only one in class that doesn't know he drives. -_- But whatever it is, I hope that supper outing will be soon. Though I'll be asleep by then. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;Oh and I went for Bloco yesterday. I know its fun, but I keep clinging on to Fyzah and asking her what I should play. Hahaha. I kept saying 'Fyzah,I'm scared' and she'll go 'huh?what are you scared of?' Haha! &lt;em&gt;Kentals&lt;/em&gt;. So then, I saw the bells and picked it up but Fyzah say the bells section is full. And next week will be selection, and I'm not sure if I can make the cut with my one time attendance. Haha. Whatever it is, let's just pray. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;"&gt;Ps: Rosy, you're dead. Thanks for revealing the beauty secrets of mine in your entry. You dead. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-8108902337610132921?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/8108902337610132921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=8108902337610132921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8108902337610132921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8108902337610132921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-literally-stayed-at-home-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUiM_FeVHiI/AAAAAAAABe0/C_RN3udeRnM/s72-c/Take_The_Time_Today____by_Sexyma1998.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-4168630409714898774</id><published>2008-12-15T10:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:03:38.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;So Sunday was a family gathering that I have to attend else the Mom would make a big fuss out of it. Since the brother is driving, so its so much better knowing my high level of laziness. There were so many things going on. Introduction to self to all the relatives; and I swear that I know so much about one another after so long. -.- So the main idea was to get the Dad's siblings together cause it was much for my late grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUcZ4dBll5I/AAAAAAAABd8/yCUwKEdXUjQ/s1600-h/P1010336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280217545769850770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUcZ4dBll5I/AAAAAAAABd8/yCUwKEdXUjQ/s400/P1010336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Oh yes, and you would not believe that they are actually TWINS! I know, they don't even look identical. They were born on the same day two minutes after another. Haha! And just look at their poses; its almost the same. Twins mahh. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280222556910260802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUcecI-kEkI/AAAAAAAABeU/xxkg4ayFXGQ/s400/P1010340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280222544197611170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUcebZnobqI/AAAAAAAABeM/R6c6rjOw8XA/s400/P1010338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;So that is the Dad's elder sister, and Wak Farid, who have a nephew that I'm guilty of almost molesting with. Eww. -______- Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:corbel;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280224336914990194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUcgDwAwxHI/AAAAAAAABek/7ebv07-kyCE/s400/P1010342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280224332180498546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUcgDeX-KHI/AAAAAAAABec/7SZBje4CL18/s400/P1010343.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;And look at how shy my parents go when they were introducing themselves. Pretty smiles after such a long time. Hehehe. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280217529605032914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUcZ3gzmC9I/AAAAAAAABd0/yFOBccMgaVA/s400/P1010335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280225183089152770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUcg1AQZ0wI/AAAAAAAABes/qldeWVqj0kE/s400/P1010362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;And in future maybe, it might be me and my sibling's turn to organise these kind of get-together. Alah, I hope all of them won't be getting married fast, cause I'll probably be the only one left unmarried. I'm the youngest for goodness sake. And I still need them to support me for my education &amp;amp; clothes &amp;amp; food &amp;amp; daily supplies &amp;amp; everything! Hehehe. x) Oh wow, I've just realised that I've been using alot of their money. Haha! Love my family. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-4168630409714898774?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/4168630409714898774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=4168630409714898774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4168630409714898774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4168630409714898774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-sunday-was-family-gathering-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUcZ4dBll5I/AAAAAAAABd8/yCUwKEdXUjQ/s72-c/P1010336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-267472126731731484</id><published>2008-12-13T23:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:56:01.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I shuffled through the tracks in my mp3 when I was out shopping with the mum and sis earlier. I suddenly figured that there are so many songs that make you remember at least someone. So I made a list of the songs that I listened to and the first people that crossed my mind when I was listening to it. Here goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;1.Syaheeda- Always Be My Baby ( Maria Carey) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;2.Ichangkudin- Tigerlily (Matchbook Romance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;3.Fyzah- Fly By (Blue)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;4.Wawa-Thunder (Boys LikeGirls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;5.Val- King of Yesterday (Jude)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;6.Nas- Won't Go Home Without You (Maroon 5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;7.Fyqah- Trouble Sleeping (The Perishers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;8.Anneh- Whatever You Like (T.I)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;9.Nins- Troublemaker (Akon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;10.Rozy- Now Or Never ehhh Rosy! (Zac Efron)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;11.Milly-Anyone Else But You (The Moldy Peaches)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;12.Wan- My Love (The Sallys)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;13.Fai- No One (Alicia Keys)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;14.Faiz- Easy Way (Still River) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;15. Iban Jiwer- How Six Songs Collide (Norwegian Recycling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;16.Akmal- Fall For You (Secondhand Serenade)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;17.Zul- Drinking For 11 (Mad Caddies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;18. Kumar- Look Me In My Eyes (Akon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;I know, like wth. See guys, who says I don't remember all of you? Heh. So what song makes you all think of me? Huh huh huh?? Hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279306965896473890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUPdtuqBLSI/AAAAAAAABds/ccbNsz7SKsU/s400/Passion_by_gemma_in_pixieland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;So anyway, two of my friends have already sent emails about them backing off. Dang. I know that I can't waste anymore time. But honestly, I think that this crazy passion of mine is really driving me nuts. There's always a problem to it, which I have no idea why. Either people think that I'm spending tooooooo much time on it or just that they start to create so much conflict over this thing. If only all this can just go away and be back like the way when I first started. It was so much fun then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;And I'm kinda pissed that people keep asking me the same thing over and over again about this matter. I just can't be bothered to think about it all because I'm just so tired. Commitment yada yada. Whatever the fuck. I don't remember this passion to be so serious and dull. As far as I can recall, all I had was simply fun. Nothing else. Maybe people are starting to be too serious with this, or maybe its just me who is lagging behind. Who knows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;But if this passion means for the friendships or bonds or RELATIONSHIPS that were built over the past &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;months/year to wreck, then maybe I should just give it all up.Hey,that is the reason why I joined at the first place. I mean, there's no wrong having this kinda talent but I figured that the people who are sooo into it are making things the way it is now. But to even have someone you trust most to be feeling that its 'just a waste of time',it sucked big time. And I utterly hate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;So there I go. I'm leaving it all stagnant and untouched again. Because, I just choose to ignore about this matter though I know that its not going to bring me to anywhere. Hate it, i'm telling you. Hate it.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-267472126731731484?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/267472126731731484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=267472126731731484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/267472126731731484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/267472126731731484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-shuffled-through-tracks-in-my-mp3.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUPdtuqBLSI/AAAAAAAABds/ccbNsz7SKsU/s72-c/Passion_by_gemma_in_pixieland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-8109852062755646292</id><published>2008-12-13T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:16:38.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:corbel;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh,how could you? How could you say that to me? I know I sucked in it, but how could you? That was the last thing that I ever want to hear from you and omygod. I have a dream. My own dream. And I thought that you'll be there to support me. To say, 'go ahead'. I'm not expecting much, but just a little support.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;But like I said, if living my dream means to make you feel inecure, than I would give it all away. I make sacrifices for you just to see you happy. Cause all I care about is you. But if a simple thankyou is too much to ask for, then there's nothing I can do. I'm petrified by the words you said. Petrified.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-8109852062755646292?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/8109852062755646292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=8109852062755646292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8109852062755646292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8109852062755646292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-quite-know-how-to-say-how-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-3133849188338149644</id><published>2008-12-12T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:16:58.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUCotmxRf_I/AAAAAAAABdc/6LAxzYz5tHY/s1600-h/3005264655_82656f1467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278404264733016050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUCotmxRf_I/AAAAAAAABdc/6LAxzYz5tHY/s400/3005264655_82656f1467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;center&gt;I would give this show a 7/10 for the never ending shocking and screaming scenes. It is indeed genuinely disturbing. However, I hate the ending! -.- Pleah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;So anyway, Anney was great though short. I did enjoyed myself though with the screaming and non- stop shocking scenes. I'm telling you, I got pretty tired of the screaming. HAHA. I felt as if my chest was almost exploding. Okay, exaggerating. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;But hey, two years and five months ey? Thanks for always being there. I hope it stays strong aight. I still love you the same, in fact, more. Let's bring wonders to the world! Love you baby,and always will. 100806!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278736014382182210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUHWb-hPr0I/AAAAAAAABdk/pdLc6x94rxI/s400/DSC00227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;And now, Nins and Rosy are brainwashing me. I know I have to decide about it soon, but gees, everytime I start thinking about it, I find myself ignoring it again. As a whole, I'm keeping the situation stagnant just because I can't be bothered. Ahhh, life. So in conclusion? Finish what you have started or you'll get stuck in the same position as I am. Shessh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Oh, and I'm starting tutoring on tuesday. I'm broke, my stash low and goshh, I really need some money or I'll die. Hahaha. And suddenly, I feel like getting a PDA phone; just because I think I'm gonna be super busy and my schedules is going to be tight. Ahhh, life again. Oh, and I know that I'm running out of pictures, cause I keep uploading the same ones. Hold on, cause I can feel a vacation rolling! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;I'm going to skip class today because its the last day of school. Haha. Lame excuse; but heck, I actually had a hard time waking up this morning. Whatever it is, you guys enjoy your weekends.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-3133849188338149644?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/3133849188338149644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=3133849188338149644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3133849188338149644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3133849188338149644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-would-give-this-show-710-for-never.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SUCotmxRf_I/AAAAAAAABdc/6LAxzYz5tHY/s72-c/3005264655_82656f1467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-8498718112599675168</id><published>2008-12-09T10:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:36:46.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I know its been ages. I've been busy having fun. Sleepover at Ichangkudin's place during the weekends were great though exhausting. I had to accompany his mum at home cause he had to go for training. Soon enough we got bored and then went out together. Got myself a big side bag for school. Vertical limit seemed to be the chosen midnight show because Nizam wanted to watch it so bad. By 1 am, Fairuz and Ichangkudin were snoring as loud as possible. I wanted to go to bed too, but figured that I should accompany Nizam to finish the show instead. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277622987936935890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/ST3iJT5qr9I/AAAAAAAABdE/PtDKmSmXvCk/s400/DSC00218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Sunday morning was to follow them to their dikir show. Aghh, and I thought I could just stay at home with his mum because I was just so tired and beat. And finally, I get to meet Tasha and Amelia after so long. Wah, rindu macam nak giler. Hee. The show was kinda short though, but heck I was having my eyes closed most of the time in bus rides. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Then came this part when Bob kept disturbing about me wearing the tudung. Malu nyer. He saw me in tudung during the 7th Anniversary death gathering and was totally impressed. He said I looked like “the last Malay girl on earth ( Wanita Melayu Terakhir)". -.- Wth. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;The rest of the evening was spent watching the Singapore Vs Myanmar match and dinner and more Call of Duty. Hah. That game is so addictive I’m telling you. Even Kumar was impressed that I actually played that game. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277626420754730642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/ST3lRIJNTpI/AAAAAAAABdM/A-1cU9AbCMc/s400/Picture0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277626418798357058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/ST3lRA2xakI/AAAAAAAABdU/qRbbGVrWOgI/s400/Picture0093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;And now, I'm starting to fancy kids with curls all over again. Haha. Cute okay! It looks like open-mouth shots ar the in thing now. And Hari Raya Haji was great too, super full with great dishes. (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-8498718112599675168?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/8498718112599675168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=8498718112599675168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8498718112599675168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8498718112599675168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-know-its-been-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/ST3iJT5qr9I/AAAAAAAABdE/PtDKmSmXvCk/s72-c/DSC00218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-5059038338763310868</id><published>2008-12-03T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:11:31.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;I entered class yesterday to see everybody wearing all black. I looked at my outfit and exclaimed "Oh shoot, I totally forgot!".The whole class planned to grab a class photo taking with an all black outfit. I was lucky that I brought my black cardigan. Haha. Then I skipped class because of the 21 slides long problem statement. So no photo taking, and no class. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275395808576388498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STX4iaPHvZI/AAAAAAAABb8/5eIY0DDX95Y/s400/LGIM0108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275394357268980418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STX3N7seIsI/AAAAAAAABb0/EGZ1phh24AM/s400/LGIM0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Therefore, made my way to town to catch Quantum of Solace since Rave and Kumar wanted to watch it so badly. I was never a fan of Bond and thus I don't enjoyed it at all. I just agreed to watch it because everyone else does. At the end of the show, nobody caught no ball and kedish goes my six bucks. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275394353697262770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STX3NuY6DLI/AAAAAAAABbs/qsBvjw8sb-8/s400/LGIM0104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275394341555365730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STX3NBKDZ2I/AAAAAAAABbk/ccM4pVFUwWU/s400/LGIM0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sentosa outing on Sunday was great, definitely. There was rain-shine a couple of times and we had a great swim in the sea plus food and all. Not forgetting jokes and laughter that were always unstoppable. Picture takings were awesome though exhausting. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275398961193033730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STX7Z6pgIAI/AAAAAAAABcE/4OVA9_3U3Y0/s400/page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275399468104043586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STX73bCgTEI/AAAAAAAABcU/CzGKNgIE2Jk/s400/page1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275403320205127154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STX_XpO-LfI/AAAAAAAABc8/PUDslK_RSho/s400/NYR+Sentosa+Outing+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275402356562229234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STX-fjYmd_I/AAAAAAAABc0/-PZlSnt1ksY/s400/NYR+Sentosa+Outing+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275401651607341058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STX92hOQiAI/AAAAAAAABcs/fPZ441wZFzQ/s400/NYR+Sentosa+Outing+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275400206284526482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STX8iY-ck5I/AAAAAAAABck/oHoXQNESZtk/s400/NYR+Sentosa+Outing+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275399892479592978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STX8QH9hShI/AAAAAAAABcc/s0ksF6KncJg/s400/NYR+Sentosa+Outing+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After that was more chatting and singing at Vivo. The day was great, or at least I have a wonderful time relaxing and letting my hair down since long. I love mua girls. *you chocolate, you chocolate??*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STX7ZykLhGI/AAAAAAAABcM/9JaS_JdixVM/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-5059038338763310868?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/5059038338763310868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=5059038338763310868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/5059038338763310868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/5059038338763310868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-entered-class-yesterday-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STX4iaPHvZI/AAAAAAAABb8/5eIY0DDX95Y/s72-c/LGIM0108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-3652820767925037339</id><published>2008-12-01T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:51:29.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STSdFqC9zEI/AAAAAAAABbU/20LyDEzsJrw/s1600-h/Picture0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275013784069327938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STSdFqC9zEI/AAAAAAAABbU/20LyDEzsJrw/s400/Picture0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;center&gt;I wasn't in my best mood today. I don't know why but I have this sense of worried shit for the whole day in class. Like you know, there's always something that you keep thinking about. Its terrible. I wasn't even concentrating. Then came this horrendous part to make decisions. You know how much I hate deciding and that actually lead to a really stressful day. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;I was supposed to go for Bloco but I chose not to due to some irritating reason. I don't know if its just me being unreasonable but I think its time I make up my mind. Yeap. So, I went to Ichangkudin's place instead because I just feel like it. And that was a great choice indeed. I played with Qashri the whole evening and watch two of prison break four. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275013789503299474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STSdF-Shn5I/AAAAAAAABbc/wxiOTMfGnug/s400/Picture0121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah, this picture is just too cute. Oh oh, look at the kid. Uber cute lah with his curls and the cup in his hand. Haha. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So it was a great evening, and I laughed alot looking at old pictures. Plus embarassing to be showing it to a bunch of people. -.- Embarrassing okay! But yes, I hope I made him happy like since long cause I figured he needs a breather. Even a walk to the shop at the void deck was good enough to make him have a little air out of the whole thing. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not to self: I have yet to make up my mind. Don't take too long yussy. Sentosa update soon. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-3652820767925037339?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/3652820767925037339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=3652820767925037339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3652820767925037339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3652820767925037339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wasnt-in-my-best-mood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/STSdFqC9zEI/AAAAAAAABbU/20LyDEzsJrw/s72-c/Picture0073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-4832276200756012374</id><published>2008-11-29T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T14:59:45.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To you, baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273965493790691186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/STDjrIcPz3I/AAAAAAAABbM/sdggVjSF_LQ/s400/Piano_rose_by_Titanica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was so petrified to hear your loss. I know how much you loved him. But baby, you just gotta be strong. Things just happened to be that way; take this as a motivation to carry on with life. You taken care of him so well and I'm proud of you. Now that he left, just let him go. He'll have all the angels to look after him now. And you should'nt at all take this as a burden to stop you from living. He'll look at you from above and all you gotta to do is just pray for him to rest in peace. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And baby, I'll walk this journey of life with you. I'm gonna take your hand and stay beside you. I'm not going to neglect you baby. If I ever did or ever will, give me a slap because from this day forward, all I care about is you. Just you. I'm gonna give all my strength. I'm gonna give my all, my all to you even if it makes me feel so weak. Just to ensure that life is meaningful the way it is. I'm going to make you as happy as I can because I never want to see you break down ever again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you baby. And I always will. Now and forever. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;100806 baby, 100806.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-4832276200756012374?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/4832276200756012374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=4832276200756012374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4832276200756012374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4832276200756012374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-you-baby.html' title='To you, baby.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/STDjrIcPz3I/AAAAAAAABbM/sdggVjSF_LQ/s72-c/Piano_rose_by_Titanica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-3318542296166944951</id><published>2008-11-26T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:09:26.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SS4LVj2zmkI/AAAAAAAABbE/BuV4Jj-bCnI/s1600-h/friends_by_Giintee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273164678727703106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SS4LVj2zmkI/AAAAAAAABbE/BuV4Jj-bCnI/s400/friends_by_Giintee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;I have no idea why you went, and I have no idea why you're coming back. Friends don't do that do they? They don't leave each other hanging. They stay together through ups and down, happiness and sadness. They are happy for one another.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm tired of thinking 'hey,what've I done wrong?' and it tires me really bad. We were once close, and then at a blink, kedish. How do you think I feel about that? And now, you're so eager to want to talk. How do you think I feel about that? As much as you needed time to find yourself, I somehow need time to talk. Or even look at you. Its just so hard. Everything's hard. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried not to think about it and put it all behind, but somehow, one way or another, I kept thinking. Im unsure how's the ending gonna be like, and if its real that way, then I might have to agree. 'Be strong; and take a walk on the beach to find your true self'. Cause honestly, I don't think this is you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, as my anger of words; just go away. The words will change eventually, IF it will.&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-3318542296166944951?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/3318542296166944951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=3318542296166944951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3318542296166944951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3318542296166944951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-no-idea-why-you-went-and-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SS4LVj2zmkI/AAAAAAAABbE/BuV4Jj-bCnI/s72-c/friends_by_Giintee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-705702751108241372</id><published>2008-11-25T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:20:49.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I missed class on Monday, just because the three of them were late. So, DLLS lah kan. Hehehe. Had breakfast before heading to town for I don't what. But it was definitely a fun day and we can't stop talking about our excitement. -.-  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;There are other pictures, which are censored, so Hahaha. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSwfOG_4o0I/AAAAAAAABas/W1nsh8-UHE4/s1600-h/DSC01784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272623591001203522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSwfOG_4o0I/AAAAAAAABas/W1nsh8-UHE4/s400/DSC01784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272623590463299906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSwfOE_o4UI/AAAAAAAABak/oFcFMvvWTpc/s400/DSC01769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272623141319749986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSwez7zeMWI/AAAAAAAABac/y_ntnz1w9MU/s400/DSC01774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272623134237587170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSwezha89uI/AAAAAAAABaU/H-icArqdzUc/s400/DSC01750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;We made our way to suntec soon after, to look for the Twister game. Hahah. And gosh, was it tiring. The walking plus the laptop holding just exhaust me. And we came across Rastafari, obviously there were so many things for us to buy. We held our horses; financial snag. Hehehe. Besides, there's still thanksgiving gifts to get. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272624969172754514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSwgeVFloFI/AAAAAAAABa8/UsZ3Ek4VdsY/s400/DSC00206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;After that, I met Ichangkudin. So, like I've said, everything's been crazy. I'm just hoping that he'll stay strong no matter what happen. I'll pray for you. That's for sure. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;And today, I've gave class a miss again. I just don't feel like going to school, because my body told me to. Haha. And gosh, I've been keeping myself close to him, for him to be strong in facing this week's challenge. Everything will be fine. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272624065377143890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSwfpuL7DFI/AAAAAAAABa0/fLwWIkWfpnE/s400/1_923768847l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;A perfect picture to end with. After so long, I found this in Nins cellphone. As much as I'm surprised, cause I haven't seen the picture before but it's already in her cellphone. Stalker. Hahaha. Somehow, I feel famous. You know, like stars don't know that their pictures are taken until its in media. Haha. Fine, whatever. Hehehe. And a big thankyou to whoever that took this shot. I love it. Hee. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Aight, goodnight. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;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&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&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/2449775539799396741-705702751108241372?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/705702751108241372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=705702751108241372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/705702751108241372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/705702751108241372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-missed-class-on-monday-just-because.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSwfOG_4o0I/AAAAAAAABas/W1nsh8-UHE4/s72-c/DSC01784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-2268903288654432826</id><published>2008-11-24T01:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:02:46.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;On sunday, I went to sent Amirah off to the airport. She's so lucky to be going to Hong Kong at a very young age of 9. Jealous okay! I only got to go to Australia at the age of 15. pleah. Well, maybe it depends on the luck opened to that individual. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272607632159732242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSwQtLrk8hI/AAAAAAAABaM/n-ve9S6iZeo/s400/P1010245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Anyways, I've been having so much fun chilling out with my three darlings, for the past few days. It's like we've had our hair down and there's nothing to worry about. Precisely why I fell in love with them. Hehehe. So last thursday and friday, we chilled at a clandestine place. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272414730479222994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSthQ07AQNI/AAAAAAAABaE/qoesIim8jcA/s400/IMG_2826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272412493734921154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SStfOoZmw8I/AAAAAAAABZ8/HarhY95xsug/s400/IMG_2836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272412489102505410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SStfOXJJtcI/AAAAAAAABZ0/liazq46j0EQ/s400/IMG_2851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272411086113887298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SStd8smmVEI/AAAAAAAABZk/xxeZeM9Z4CA/s400/IMG_2843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272411082789253762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SStd8gN8coI/AAAAAAAABZs/rRPrK8kPCTM/s400/IMG_2842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Things have been crazy nowadays, but I'm still happy that there are people who keeps an opening ear to listen to my problems. I'm indeed very lucky. I love you. And gosh, I'm excited for Thanksgiving. Wonder which part of my list I would get. ily NYR!(: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2449775539799396741-2268903288654432826?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/2268903288654432826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=2268903288654432826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/2268903288654432826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/2268903288654432826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-sunday-i-went-to-sent-amirah-off-to.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSwQtLrk8hI/AAAAAAAABaM/n-ve9S6iZeo/s72-c/P1010245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-9037548821604102183</id><published>2008-11-20T10:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T11:48:56.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know it's rather surprising, but I somehow feel that it's the right thing to do for now. I need a breather. Everything's so crazy now. School, friends, beats. You're busy with your own stuffs, and I'm busy with mine. Take this chance to do what you wanna do. Do what you're doing from the moment I spent all my time on beats. I've been so selfish. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now that everything's over, and after I've recovered, we'll be back like we use to be. We'll be spending the whole time together. Just you &amp;amp; me. No beats, nothing. You, me and the sun. I appreciate your understanding thus far. So, just stay with me baby, stay with me. Because I love you like no one else does. Im sorry. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yussy. 100806.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-9037548821604102183?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/9037548821604102183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=9037548821604102183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/9037548821604102183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/9037548821604102183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-its-rather-surprising-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-1745921716675281732</id><published>2008-11-19T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:16:20.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'm done watching gossip girl like two days ago. I finished it in like what, three nights?Hahaha. I'm an amazing tv audience. So now, I'm watching season two selowwwwlly because I don't want to watch till the 10th episode that I currently have and then wait for the rest of the episodes to be out. I hate waiting and anticipating. It drives me crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Now that I'm too hooked with Gossip Girl, I can't even remember which episode of prison break that I've last watched. -.- So, I'm basically seeing the forever-thinking expression of Michael Scofield and not know which scene was the last that I watched. I've been getting spoilers from my classmates about the show of which I tried to shut them up and not explain any further. Because if they continue doing that, I'll be the one killing them. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Anyways, I just wanna share this conversation of me and yanie about the 'mama joke' or so we called it. Hahaha. It starts with yanie reminding herself about what advises that were given from her mum. And I rephrased whatever she said, or rather what her mum said. Haha. Its actually much funnier in Malay but I'll do some translation. Hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;yanie: Mak aku kater kalau bahu aku sakit, maknenyer ade hantu dudok atas bahu aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;(My mum said if I feel my shoulder aching, it means that there's a ghost sitting on my shoulder.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;me: Tapi Mak aku kater kalau bahu Hantu sakit, maknenyer aku dudok atas dier! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;(But my mum said if the ghost's shoulder is aching, it means that I'm sitting on it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Hahahahaha. Okay,I know it's lame. But its just something that I keep recalling and laughing to myself.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-1745921716675281732?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/1745921716675281732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=1745921716675281732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/1745921716675281732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/1745921716675281732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-done-watching-gossip-girl-like-two.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-1079367111559007124</id><published>2008-11-18T23:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:10:46.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;First of all, let's wish my two cousins and my two close friends a huge Happy Birthday! Yeay. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270018449681384754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSLd27UDhTI/AAAAAAAABYs/8nUGbjRnvls/s400/nov.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270018452734475186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSLd3Gr9-7I/AAAAAAAABY0/rPaeCAmvVHI/s400/nov2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Wow, I bet they have the best birthday ever. Trust me, I have never had a birthday celebration this big. ): So anyways, there were many cake-cuttings happening within a week. I thought that July was crazy but I never have thought that November was even crazier. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270021519535606226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSLgpnaVidI/AAAAAAAABZM/2GX6-b4mIKo/s400/amirah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Amirah's birthday celebration was just a family thing. So, basically,as you can imagine, food was served everywhere and all I did was to munch and munch the whole time. Yes, I know. Anyways, the kids were having a lot of fun with the presents and all. They even quarrelled to blow candles. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270021513867930786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSLgpSTDrKI/AAAAAAAABY8/YKIlFrYP1_c/s400/page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Faiz's was just a mini slice of cake with a candle on top at Esplanade. His celebration cum RDP performance was said to be the best birthday ever. And that slice of cake was quite expensive because its the best. Love you cousin! You had a kickass birthday as far as I can see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270021520141303730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSLgppqvv7I/AAAAAAAABZU/bah49W6otxM/s400/fyqah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270021518605153218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSLgpj8f88I/AAAAAAAABZE/d3-067Pky_4/s400/hafiz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Sya's and Hafiz's were celebrated at one shot; We crashed Ary's place and there were food when I reached there. Hehehe. And Sya was blindfolded the whole time until she reached Ary's. Hafiz arrive long after and so whats left were just donuts with candles. Jadi lah. (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270023729246194114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSLiqPOZScI/AAAAAAAABZc/r4ZTVHkj2Ns/s400/page3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;So, overall, I'm just wishing there's no more November babies, because its so crazy. Hehehe. But I am happy that I was able to celebrate their birthday with them. I hope they remembered mine. *hint* Hehehe. Okay now. GG time. (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-1079367111559007124?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/1079367111559007124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=1079367111559007124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/1079367111559007124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/1079367111559007124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-of-all-lets-wish-my-two-cousins.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSLd27UDhTI/AAAAAAAABYs/8nUGbjRnvls/s72-c/nov.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-5475355593493106795</id><published>2008-11-17T12:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:24:06.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSDzb4DDcbI/AAAAAAAABXM/PIAztMT-1lY/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269479224250692018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSDzb4DDcbI/AAAAAAAABXM/PIAztMT-1lY/s400/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSDzbYcduSI/AAAAAAAABXE/mxWuHlLYkNE/s1600-h/DSC00168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269479215767337250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSDzbYcduSI/AAAAAAAABXE/mxWuHlLYkNE/s400/DSC00168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269479216207900034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSDzbaFgLYI/AAAAAAAABW8/LkRICdjyD8g/s400/DSC00165.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I went for the gig at Music Garage on Saturday. It was cool because I know the vocalist. The band was called Pop Brothers if I'm not mistaken. But jyeah,the guys were friendly but not a turn-on. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to rush off to school right after that,which was crazy. I realised that the train was moving too slow, so I dropped off yishun and grabbed a cab to school. And amazingly, I was able to reach school at 8pm sharp. I feel like a Wonderwoman! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269479607251359970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSDzyK1h2OI/AAAAAAAABXU/7JHvASD-j0o/s400/DSC00171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269494704457554738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSEBg8T-mzI/AAAAAAAABYM/WfmrlOldiQ8/s400/RIMG0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269481649263121474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSD1pB7ElEI/AAAAAAAABX0/Linr2LhObd8/s400/DSC02858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269494706640748866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSEBhEcfgUI/AAAAAAAABYU/09ED6gqsQIY/s400/RIMG0136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269481649711617378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSD1pDmAFWI/AAAAAAAABX8/_egDLXFJlPE/s400/DSC02863.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269494694616116930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSEBgXpmLsI/AAAAAAAABYE/r9TxmOGs318/s400/RIMG0134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Overall, Artistic Tapestry was great; especially the last item-Zingo drum. They were awesome.Me and IJs can't stop shouting crapp,which can sometimes be annoying.(: And then I saw yuhtee, and so we blabbered about people and GG. Hahaha. Okay, I so miss her though we're in the same school. But I rarely had a chance to bump into her.tsk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269497514909750466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSEEEiD_1MI/AAAAAAAABYk/KCNRpbBSj04/s400/page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269480126447024562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSD0QY_a-bI/AAAAAAAABXc/AcTPIxNuAuo/s400/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Sunday was a mini celebration for Amirah's and Aunt Ham's birthday. So, there were food everywhere. And Aunt Ham brought me the Animal goodies! So happy. Hehehe. So after that was out with Ichangkudin to catch Madagascar two. Weehee. Great great Weekends! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;RDP's having their performance at Esplanade today. I'm still deciding whether to go. City Hall is like so far and with my lappy all, ughh, that make me double lazy. But I won't have anything to do at home if I don't go. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;And I called the tuition agent like finally, after so much of asking yuhtee questions on how to start the conversation. Hahaha.I did that like as if it's my first time applying for a job. -.- So yes, I hope I'll get assignments soon. I'm broke. Okay,bye now. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-5475355593493106795?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/5475355593493106795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=5475355593493106795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/5475355593493106795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/5475355593493106795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-went-for-gig-at-music-garage-on.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SSDzb4DDcbI/AAAAAAAABXM/PIAztMT-1lY/s72-c/DSC00169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-172204688576340526</id><published>2008-11-14T21:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:50:08.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So yesterday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SR13ewkKSbI/AAAAAAAABV0/_0PUq7j5n6I/s1600-h/GossipGirl-Badgley-2007-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268498509409700274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SR13ewkKSbI/AAAAAAAABV0/_0PUq7j5n6I/s400/GossipGirl-Badgley-2007-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Oh, I feel so outdated right now. I fell in love with Penn Badgley. I don't remember him being so charming like previously and now?-.- So, I just got the Gossipgirl Season 1 series like yesterday and would you ever believe it that I burnt my whole sleeping time just to watch it last night. I stopped at four in the morning perfectly and managed to catch it till the 7th episode. Crazy-yes,tell me about it. Thanks to Nicolle and Juan for influencing me. So right now, what I have to do is to give my PrisonBreak a BREAK because I would need to wait fot Kumar or whoever to download the rest of the episodes. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268500803768042146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SR15kTt0QqI/AAAAAAAABW0/zBnQ6eFA6IM/s400/DSC00161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;I have been going back home from school very early these days. I wonder why. I think I just feel like taking a break out of going home from school when its dark. And you know, walking home in the afternoon is great,really. Sometimes it made me laugh to see people's reactions and stuffs. It definitely put a smile on my face cause I know that I have ended my day well without even a pinch of exhaustion. Now, I can't run from the fact that I've missed going home so early. And to have the time of my practices exchanged to me doing my own things, woah the power! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Moving on. I've just realised that I've got so many overdue pictures in my cellphone. And you know, since I've already found out; there we go. I have no idea when these pictures were taken. Hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268499570837224274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SR14cisM-1I/AAAAAAAABWU/4x074dhghtE/s400/DSC00145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268499134654340450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SR14DJyGXWI/AAAAAAAABWE/XUAG8P1_sXk/s400/DSC00141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268499576846545698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SR14c5E78yI/AAAAAAAABWk/FP2vMoSGVuw/s400/DSC00157.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;ahhh, giiirrrrlllls. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268499127055797858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SR14CtedzmI/AAAAAAAABV8/qq9AwZwSWZ8/s400/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268499575441645314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SR14cz1-3wI/AAAAAAAABWc/Bxu0vKi5Rks/s400/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268499847420385058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SR14spCxFyI/AAAAAAAABWs/Ymt8wfQ2Tos/s400/DSC00155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Perfect closing picture. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got plans tommorrow; of which will clash. Dang. Artistic Tapestry or Pop the Top? Somebody help me. -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-172204688576340526?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/172204688576340526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=172204688576340526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/172204688576340526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/172204688576340526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-yesterday.html' title='So yesterday.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SR13ewkKSbI/AAAAAAAABV0/_0PUq7j5n6I/s72-c/GossipGirl-Badgley-2007-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-5598936701346485038</id><published>2008-11-12T20:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:27:11.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRrSgLqdpXI/AAAAAAAABVs/EZD9ipWlsTU/s1600-h/DSC02575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267754164491756914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRrSgLqdpXI/AAAAAAAABVs/EZD9ipWlsTU/s400/DSC02575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I attended my module selection briefing earlier in the afternoon. Ohmygod, I found myself so confused oh how to go about selecting. I was practically asking Fysah and Has sbout the selection though it has already been repeated by my module chair for so many times. The core-discipline, core-specialisation and electives and yadayada. Oh wow, I felt as if my head was almost bursting! Nah, that would be a lie. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I was so lucky to bump into Sam and Firdaus.Hah. I asked them like whole lot of questions about the selection and they actually end up getting confused. Hahaha. Then, I showed Sam about my course and modules blablabla and then he explained to me again and again. I finally understood after like what? 6 times of him repeating. Firdaus was totally saying 'spare me the acronyms'. You should know how good Singapore is with acronyms yah. Hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;And yes, I skipped mass practice today cause I don't feel like going. Besides, I need to help my mum with some things. So yeapp.Dang, I need to start uploading pictures. My posts are getting so boring each day. Heh. I'll think of an outing and then I'll post pictures soon aight. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Okay,I wanna watch PrisonBreak. And ohhhhhhhhhh, womanizer,womanizer! Hehehe. Bubbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Oh my, CB cancelled?! Aiseymann. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-5598936701346485038?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/5598936701346485038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=5598936701346485038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/5598936701346485038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/5598936701346485038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-attended-my-module-selection-briefing.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRrSgLqdpXI/AAAAAAAABVs/EZD9ipWlsTU/s72-c/DSC02575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-824567609848177398</id><published>2008-11-11T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:47:45.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRmTXkFG58I/AAAAAAAABVk/WUqhwputL5M/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267403272217880514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRmTXkFG58I/AAAAAAAABVk/WUqhwputL5M/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I know that I'm not a spendthrift, and I definitely would not be one. But I can't stand seeing this Animal pleats! Its so pretty. I wonder if I can bring it for school, hey, of course I can. So Aunt Ham, maybe I need your help here. Please. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;I was texting Aunt Ham wishing her a Happy Birthday. And her reply was awesome, 'Thanks, oh and Nana, i've got two Animal skirts for you.' I was like woahh. And at that point of time, I got a little confuse on whether its her birthday or mine.Hehehe. Nonetheless, I really love her much and of course my Uncle. His a great chad. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;So maybe if I were to ask a triggering question on whether I can get the pleats, I may be able to own it pretty soon. That includes the shipping and all. So right now,I'm crossing my fingers. I've already taken down the model number, ahaha a little knowledge I gained while working under salesline. Hehehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;I don't know why, but I seriously think my friends are getting belo day by day.I wonder WAN(WHY, i mean). Hahaha. So here's a chat of me and Syaz this morning when I told him that I need the costumes' receipts for claims. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;syaz broken into pieces: remind me to bring the receipts later in the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;yousee; the power: okey kedokey boss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;syaz broken into pieces: wait, should I bring along the receipt for our sheesha session as well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;syaz broken into pieces: our meeting for at the sheesha not counted eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;yousee; the power: err,just bring.bring everything. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;syaz broken into pieces: okay, then I shall bring the receipts for my shopping for groceries at Sheng Shiong the other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;yousee; the power: yes,bring it along.Bring along the receipts when we had desserts at Swensen's with yanie,milly and rosy as well! -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anney was great.It's been quite a while since we spent time together. Hee.The holding hands, oh the power. (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-824567609848177398?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/824567609848177398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=824567609848177398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/824567609848177398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/824567609848177398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-that-im-not-spendthrift-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRmTXkFG58I/AAAAAAAABVk/WUqhwputL5M/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-3961789236661153084</id><published>2008-11-09T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:35:32.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tommorow's the day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRbzCjISmEI/AAAAAAAABVc/OnBlU6OmOCk/s1600-h/DSC02585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266664039371675714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRbzCjISmEI/AAAAAAAABVc/OnBlU6OmOCk/s400/DSC02585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I had a great day out with the mum yesterday. It's shopping with the mum man, what more can you ask for. Hehehe. I've just realised that she was so patient to be following me around the mall to get my things. Of course, I make her have drinks on me. There so many things that I wanted to buy at that point of time but since I'm not a fan of being a big spender, I would end up saying that I'll get it the next round. And by then, everything would be out. -_- typical yussie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;I was suppose to meet a few of the IJs today, but I gave it a miss. Probably because its sunday, and you know, I've been so busy with practice. So, it's a must for me to spend some time with the family. But it was a wrong decision, because I found myself eating continously, which is definitely a crime. That's because the Dad has been bringing me to my favourite food paradise since yesterday. Thankgod the two kids were at my place so I was totally playing with them the whole day. (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;And my mum make me ask the aunt about getting the Animal skirt. Dang, how embarrassing. pfft. Hahaha. And the aunt claimed that she have a sexy Animal sundress and she can pass it to me if I want. Errr, a sexy sundress? Man, I'm gonna need a lot of cloth to cover that up. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Anyway, don't you guys feel that the weather is getting super hot this days? I'm still perspiring besides the 45 min of soaking myself in the tub. Sheesh. Oh yes, Happy Anney btw. (x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-3961789236661153084?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/3961789236661153084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=3961789236661153084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3961789236661153084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3961789236661153084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/11/tommorows-day.html' title='Tommorow&apos;s the day.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRbzCjISmEI/AAAAAAAABVc/OnBlU6OmOCk/s72-c/DSC02585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-4895428369949403873</id><published>2008-11-07T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T15:13:27.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's get started.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beats Encore;the whole family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Credits to Aqilah's camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRU53YA331I/AAAAAAAABU8/h_H8CsOumf8/s1600-h/beats+encore.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266178962781364050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRU53YA331I/AAAAAAAABU8/h_H8CsOumf8/s400/beats+encore.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iban Jiwarr's performance video. Thankyou Ain for the recording and uploading. Hee. If you can, spot which part we shouted "Iban Jiwarr!".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gOAwcvwyZtY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gOAwcvwyZtY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, I know its been like what? how many days already but people are still talking about it. Hahaha. And we, ourselves couldn't even help it. It was just an awesome show. Hehehe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyways, I had this tiny chat with Rosy about going to the dental clinic the other day which is so hilarious! Bello nyer Rosy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Rosy says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Why? you wanna tag along? my DOCTOR is so young &amp;amp; handsome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yousee says : doctor or DENTIST? hahahaha. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rosy says : HAHAHA! Dentist is the place isn't it?? So doctor ahh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yousee says : your head! Dentist is the one who check your teeth! The place is called Dental Clinic. Hahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Rosy says : Oh yah. ahahaha. dang, you're clever.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yousee says : Bello. Hahaha. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know if she's confused about the fact that people always say 'I'm going to the dentist' or is it just her being bello. Hahahaha. Funny lah Rosy. (x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So anyways, I had a meeting with the CBs (closing bash) I mean. We were discussing about what we're gonna do for our item. I'm telling you, its going to be great. Hehe. Or so i hope. And there are heavy practice schedules; oh my. And I thought Reflections was so over. Hahaha. But nah, its the last shot for this year and then its a wrap up. Hehehe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taufik Batisah; oh my, I can't wait to meet him. Or so i hope that i can. Hehehe. Okay now, I'll end with pictures of the other day that we pooled and arcaded. Can't tell you when. (x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266178966285104226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRU53lEOtGI/AAAAAAAABVM/NNuKKLCIYfg/s400/esp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266178966335020418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRU53lQIXYI/AAAAAAAABVE/uxPJww-7zPI/s400/esp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266179309499435458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRU6Ljo5ycI/AAAAAAAABVU/oLi6nAfmZqI/s400/esp2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/2449775539799396741-4895428369949403873?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/4895428369949403873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=4895428369949403873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4895428369949403873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4895428369949403873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-get-started.html' title='Let&apos;s get started.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRU53YA331I/AAAAAAAABU8/h_H8CsOumf8/s72-c/beats+encore.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-7558764996087035353</id><published>2008-11-05T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:28:31.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections 08' Iban Jiwarr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRG5nwRV4ZI/AAAAAAAABT8/9bZE3y6UACw/s1600-h/DSC02516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265193531996496274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRG5nwRV4ZI/AAAAAAAABT8/9bZE3y6UACw/s400/DSC02516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I can never describe how exhilarating Reflections was. It was such a great moment of my happy life. I was glad that I did not encounter any sense of nervousness; that would probably be because I know that my fellow Iban Jiwarr mates have got my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265193532975214770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRG5nz6r8LI/AAAAAAAABT0/mVdPV5uxZck/s400/DSC02511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I mean, we've been through so much together and we know that it was just the perfect time to give our best shot.The dressing room was filled with some little sense of confidence and a little excitement. We had little prayers lead by Wan which was such a great moment of ease and tensions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Backstage was just a pathway to another victory to our three months of bushed reharsals and all. I felt a little cold shiver when the girls were almost done with their song. I gave hugs to the three who were beside me; and I felt assured. Warm cheerings and all gave me more confidence the moment I stepped out. It was a true moment. The time when I know that &lt;em&gt;this is it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;The lightings were awesome; spectacular. It ended with a loud BANG and poses that were beyond words. Words that can't describe on how thrilling and relieved we were after all the efforts put in. It was dramatically awesome and incredible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;So,just a little note for my lovable Iban Jiwarrs, this might be the first and the last time we performed together. But I hope that the sense of belonging and the bonds we've made so far, will stay this way. All of you are sucha bliss. I love every single one of you; from the bottom of my heart. Trully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;And to you dear friend, I am trully sorry for being so insensitive that I didn't even realised that I've let you down. I'm sorry. I'll pray for your syazillah aight. And I'm just so happy that all the very important people in my life were there to support me. My family, my three important bestfriends.Thankyou so much everybody. It was a great evening. Love you all. (x&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Right now, I've really got to get my ass to school. I'm skipping classes way too many; which is a crime. I've missed a UT and if ever a warning letter gets to me, I'm dead. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-7558764996087035353?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/7558764996087035353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=7558764996087035353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/7558764996087035353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/7558764996087035353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/11/reflections-08-iban-jiwarr.html' title='Reflections 08&apos; Iban Jiwarr.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SRG5nwRV4ZI/AAAAAAAABT8/9bZE3y6UACw/s72-c/DSC02516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-8740966240632015609</id><published>2008-11-03T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:23:39.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQ8a832jOhI/AAAAAAAABTs/NN8PF_Sm11c/s1600-h/DSC02373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264456122506623506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQ8a832jOhI/AAAAAAAABTs/NN8PF_Sm11c/s400/DSC02373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy Birthday Yanehhhh! Heh. Hoped you love the cake and the not-lighted up candle that goes with it. Hee. So enjoy your wonderful Birthday you old fart! Weee. (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;So, its the eve of our Reflections and I'm so freaking excited. The opening of the festival during lunch period was spectacular. Dang! I was 'pissesness' after walking &amp;amp; talking to Syaz on the way to school so that leads to me skipping class. And so, me and syaz and bud stayed around; and helped to carry out the instruments. Like usual, I learnt something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Oh my, I saw Mdm Lis! My high-school art teacher! I would actually thought that she would not longer remember me, than she said "How can I forget about you. You've got A1." Hahaha. Okay that's dope. And I actually turned all red. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;So yeahh, anyway. I've got a lot of ticketings to settle. So, my final good luck wishes to all my Beats Encore members. Hee. Do your best aigth people! Have fun. (: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-8740966240632015609?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/8740966240632015609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=8740966240632015609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8740966240632015609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8740966240632015609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-yanehhhh-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQ8a832jOhI/AAAAAAAABTs/NN8PF_Sm11c/s72-c/DSC02373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-3013072813652157934</id><published>2008-11-02T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T11:06:11.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQ2nCs9LqgI/AAAAAAAABTk/cC0WPFH-AMk/s1600-h/DSC02488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264047204335331842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQ2nCs9LqgI/AAAAAAAABTk/cC0WPFH-AMk/s400/DSC02488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Yes, so that is the final all-together photograph of Iban Jiwarr; in costumes of course. Dope? (: So, things have been pretty hectic with dry runs and reharsals and all. All I brought back home was just an all beat up body. I know that I need a lot of rests, now that the day is just in two. But things are so crazy and all, so I guess that I have to endure it a little more. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;And I promise you, that by the time all these are over, I'll be lying down on the bright sands of the beach or maybe a little body pamper. Oooh, I can so feel it coming and I'm definitely excited. So yes, a little more for the final stretch and Boom. Hee. Oh, and I've been hearing that people actually liked the IJ's group name. Weee. And I've realised that our cloths are being used everywhere. So maybe, if we succeed, we'll have our couture ready by the end of summer. Haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Oh and yes, I've caught high school musical again for the secondth. I know, I know, but I just can't resist anyone telling me that they haven't been watching that. I feel like accompanying anyone who have not caught that. So, have you? Hee. Oh yeah, I was supposed to be out with IJs just now, but I figured that I was suffering from a major L sickness. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;And to whoever, I think it might be a little immature for you to get to your tops like that. Even God knows that me and him have nothing already. That high school love is soo over. Its been like what,three years now? So, maybe you should start bothering about something else. And moga Allah ampunkan dosa mu. (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&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&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-3013072813652157934?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/3013072813652157934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=3013072813652157934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3013072813652157934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3013072813652157934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-so-that-is-final-all-together.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQ2nCs9LqgI/AAAAAAAABTk/cC0WPFH-AMk/s72-c/DSC02488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-1220020010609380321</id><published>2008-10-30T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T13:05:37.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Pictures on class outing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263540666646359442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQvaWVBHbZI/AAAAAAAABTM/7_lF1dCvzQo/s400/DSC01912_copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;The shot below are for guys only; so I held my muscles up to look like a guy. &amp;amp; the other two girls, don't bother.Hahaha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQvaM6okhkI/AAAAAAAABTE/VxT7KK9c9gM/s1600-h/L1030493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263540504945264194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQvaM6okhkI/AAAAAAAABTE/VxT7KK9c9gM/s400/L1030493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263540254646715410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQvZ-WMvxBI/AAAAAAAABS8/_VDul7qh_sg/s400/co.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263541750428138850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQvbVaa0_WI/AAAAAAAABTU/2DIdrCB-o5s/s400/class+outing+beybehh+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;And we tried convincing Nicolle and Joey that &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; thing was a decomposed whale. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;So, my oh-so-long bus journey with firdaus was a sleepy ride.hahaha. It was so funny when I talked about how short and kental he was when he was 13. Wahahahaha. okay kelakar. And I labelled him Smoker Belo now, just because he realised that he didn't have lighter only after we made rounds around the hawker area to find a shop that sell a box of ciggs. So, we had to make another round to look for the lighter. Hahaha. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;So,the gathering was okay, we had individual activities. Most of us were cycling; that includes me, smokerBelo and dharma. Me &amp;amp; firdaus rented a double-cycle bicycle; so it was fun cause his always the one cycling. Haha. And then we tried to have a mini race with dharma but our bicycle went haywire when dharma was just right behind us. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;And the food was all yummy. Khairiyah's fried noodles are dope yaw. Hehehe.Oh, and Laifu took me for a ride with his rented bicycle, which was so DOPE! weee. Its so incredible that he can take my weight. Incredible.Hee. So yeap, here goes the final picture. I can't stop laughing when he asked me a random question about someone. Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;. okay, shuddup yussie. Haha. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263546969462968402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQvgFM1skFI/AAAAAAAABTc/TKpXAMieJSk/s400/DSC00134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy Birthday Mummy! Hee. May all your wishes and dreams come true. Hee. Sayang Ibuk. Weee. (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-1220020010609380321?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/1220020010609380321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=1220020010609380321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/1220020010609380321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/1220020010609380321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures-on-class-outing.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQvaWVBHbZI/AAAAAAAABTM/7_lF1dCvzQo/s72-c/DSC01912_copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-191312306309604755</id><published>2008-10-27T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:08:15.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promotion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQXhdgTt9OI/AAAAAAAABSs/k6DRHoJgrF4/s1600-h/2624814538_746289f36a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261859636657386722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQXhdgTt9OI/AAAAAAAABSs/k6DRHoJgrF4/s400/2624814538_746289f36a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I caught High School Musical three like finally! I know I've promised to watch it with Abu, but I can't wait till Saturday,its taking too long. But hey, no harm watching it twice right? Hehehe. I would give it an 8/10. I actually thought that the prom would be more spectacular, but it is still good afterall. Hee. So maybe you'll enjoy it if you're a fan, or maybe you won't. Individual opinions. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Anyways, let's do a lil' of self-promoting shall we? I know its a lil' cliche for performers to gather people to come and watch them do their thing, but just come &amp;amp; support lah ehh. hahaha. So this is a self-made IJ poster. Credits to Syaz, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261859642733678962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQXhd28a0XI/AAAAAAAABS0/bcJEFcszOYA/s400/ibanjiwarr_promo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Catch this Tribal Performance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;as a part of the"Beats Encore: You've Got Beats II"Concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Date: 04.11.2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Venue: The Republic Culture Center Studio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Time: 7.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Iban Jiwarr will be busking @ Republic Polytechnic on 4th November, 12.20pm, Outside Booklink/7-11. Do catch us there. Busking to promote the "You've Got Beats II" concert which will take place on the night itself. (adapted from Nins).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;So yeap, see you there! (: Sheesha session with IJ tommorrow. Like finally! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It just suck big time when you gave me that control. Screw you man. Gees, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-191312306309604755?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/191312306309604755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=191312306309604755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/191312306309604755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/191312306309604755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/10/promotion.html' title='Promotion.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQXhdgTt9OI/AAAAAAAABSs/k6DRHoJgrF4/s72-c/2624814538_746289f36a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-2858036121374769592</id><published>2008-10-26T01:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:44:53.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;So, I went to catch the dikir performance at esplanade despite having a terrible flu plus bodyache. Honestly, I felt like fainting while I was in the train cause it was jam-packed. Eghh, I can hardly breathe. Fortunately I had Vapex with me, it helps alot. Hee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;So these are pictures that I've snapped, which all turns out nice. Hee. Thanks to Syaz's camera. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261699021116192274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQVPYcymthI/AAAAAAAABSc/BUekHhB9pV4/s400/dikirbeybeh+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261697661947542450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQVOJVfi-7I/AAAAAAAABSM/85jHG2H98p0/s400/dikirbeybeh+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261699014500080178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQVPYEJM2jI/AAAAAAAABSU/z0JXk-6r_5s/s400/dikirbeybeh+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Finally, I managed to take a shot of the four &lt;em&gt;karuts&lt;/em&gt;; they keep moving around &amp;amp; I had a hard time taking the four of them together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261697660949227810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQVOJRxh6SI/AAAAAAAABSE/ecNNLV9FdtI/s400/dikirbeybeh+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Wow, Irfan (the little boy) is the star now. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261699018575884866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQVPYTU8skI/AAAAAAAABSk/ZifjNbyQCsk/s400/dikirbeybeh+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Its been so long since I met up with the dikir girls. Unfortunately, not of all of them came. So, I was with Tasha most of the time. And this picture, is a once in a lifetime shot cause its so hard to get her to take pictures. I would have to act like I'm gonna cry just to grab this. Hahaha. Oh and Bob, the moment he saw me he said "Eh, kak yus!" -_- ( tua sangat ke sayer nie?). For him to call me that is so inappropriate lah can. But he's been calling me that since God knows when. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Okay now, I need to pop two tabs of paracetamol and get to rest.Happy Deepavali btw. Hehehe.&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&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&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/2449775539799396741-2858036121374769592?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/2858036121374769592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=2858036121374769592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/2858036121374769592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/2858036121374769592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-i-went-to-catch-dikir-performance-at.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQVPYcymthI/AAAAAAAABSc/BUekHhB9pV4/s72-c/dikirbeybeh+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-3269095775492234957</id><published>2008-10-25T20:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:54:58.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Runway.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQMcvNtF6xI/AAAAAAAABR0/YAzeFnu-yTE/s1600-h/page3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261080387157093138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQMcvNtF6xI/AAAAAAAABR0/YAzeFnu-yTE/s400/page3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQMcvBUaGJI/AAAAAAAABRs/i0E0sZOOt80/s1600-h/p2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261080383832332434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQMcvBUaGJI/AAAAAAAABRs/i0E0sZOOt80/s400/p2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;Asked Syaz, Ninie &amp;amp; Milly to come over for a chill out session yesterday. Erm, well, not quite a chilling session I would say. We had to do some cloth-cutting for our costumes. It was quite fun though I was practically doing nothing most of the time, due to my bad backache. I was down with flu soon enough and I felt quite tired after some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Anyways, my living room was in a mess. Milly and Ninie were ironing some strips of the cloth when Milly mentioned "Eh, like Project Runway eh?". And you know how much I loved that show, so I was practically so imaginative right after that. Hehehe. Oh, and we had a try-out for the face paints. I wouldn't want to upload the pictures because its confidential. hahaha. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261080986223831714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQMdSFZu6qI/AAAAAAAABR8/71QblCOxzWQ/s400/project+runway+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;And oh, I just love my Mum so much, as you can imagine.She got all my costume done by evening, which took her the entire of her Saturday. She is down with flu but she help me out with the sewing still. And I pity her cause she had to shop for groceries, then cook and then sew. But no worries, I helped her with the chores. Ohh, I just love my Mum! Hee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;I would have to admit that I'm so bad in sewing. I mean, I've taken sewing during HomeEconomics, but I never liked it. Well, Abu was sitting next to me back then during class, he should know. Hahaha. gosh. Akward flashbacks. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like watching high school muscial three. Don't ask me why. xD&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/2449775539799396741-3269095775492234957?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/3269095775492234957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=3269095775492234957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3269095775492234957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3269095775492234957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/10/project-runway.html' title='Project Runway.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQMcvNtF6xI/AAAAAAAABR0/YAzeFnu-yTE/s72-c/page3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-1404439117305956112</id><published>2008-10-22T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:41:17.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260245463482583394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQAlYQo9SWI/AAAAAAAABRc/iY0tHUkIyx0/s400/ijyesterday+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Some practice session pictures for tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQAk4isjO0I/AAAAAAAABRU/KMKFlbJILVQ/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260244918573677378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQAk4isjO0I/AAAAAAAABRU/KMKFlbJILVQ/s400/page1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260244918898086770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQAk4j55U3I/AAAAAAAABRM/ptenXc3VttY/s400/page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;Oh, and trust me Fai looks like his on a one night stand or something. Hahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260246374913127778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQAmNT-7tWI/AAAAAAAABRk/Vj2B_vozAaw/s400/page2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;So, we had a meet up to practice our movements. It ended up to a hiphop battle for the underground. I have no idea why it turned out that way but I promise you, it was very random. We had our first hiphop battle for the first time during one of our very busy rehearsals in the studio. So for us to do it again, was way doper. Hahaha. And gosh, that ended for like almost an hour. With rappings and dope dance moves, dang, I would never have thought that we were THAT talented. Hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;Who would have guessed that doing that was way exhausting than doing the movements. But it was sure fun, cause that's the only time that I felt so happy after such a long time. And we were doing all that so enthusiastically like as if we will win some big stash or something. Crazy bunch of people. Love you all. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;So who would like to take the heat of the hiphop battle with IJ? you choking?you choking? Dope. tsk. Hahaha.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-1404439117305956112?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/1404439117305956112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=1404439117305956112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/1404439117305956112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/1404439117305956112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-practice-session-pictures-for.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SQAlYQo9SWI/AAAAAAAABRc/iY0tHUkIyx0/s72-c/ijyesterday+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-6266084465318043695</id><published>2008-10-21T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:04:14.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;A chat with Faiz after I took care of him during the Raya Outing on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faiz sepet says : Thanks for taking care of me ytd. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;yousee says : Oh welcome. you should take good care of yourself. you get sick easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faiz sepet says : (:&lt;br /&gt;Faiz sepet says : haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;yousee says : heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, you wonder why he was so nice to me. I know he's sincere, but wait till you get this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faiz sepet says : my birthday is in a month. *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he gave me a link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;yousee says : ahaha, so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faiz sepet says : *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;yousee says : (trying to change the topic) my dp lawa ehh. Heee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faiz sepet : lawa, but you open the link lagi lawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i did. and saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259133420859069042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPwx-3CwknI/AAAAAAAABPc/cHzJTPigH10/s400/01092008237-225x300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;male; sizes M &amp;amp; L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$70.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;yousee says : oh okay, looks like I have to start saving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faiz sepet says : haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. serious? I was just joking. *jual mahal*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;yousee says : jual mahal? Okay then. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faiz sepet : Nolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;yousee says : alah, by the time your birthday is here, it would be out of stock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faiz sepet : don't worry, he will replenish the stock every month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;yousee says : Oh well, wait till your birthday is here. Then everybody would want to have a cousin like me. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faiz sepet : -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just to shut him up. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, pictures on Sunday's Raya Outing. First up was at yanehh's. Then to Nat's &amp;amp; Rosey's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259625791074070082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SP3xylBz7kI/AAAAAAAABPk/m6sIhgWhRmo/s400/page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259625795825464546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SP3xy2uodOI/AAAAAAAABPs/apv2ta6LjhI/s400/page1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259625800196326402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SP3xzHAuhAI/AAAAAAAABP0/YjjT5iP19Pc/s400/page2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259626735904182866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SP3ypky3UlI/AAAAAAAABP8/qhuJTDqAA-o/s400/page3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259626735348598754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SP3ypiuZx-I/AAAAAAAABQE/OzOAPskZBZA/s400/page4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faiz was already feeling nauseous at my place. And I swear he acted as if he's all shy when talking to my Dad. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259626741609759250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SP3yp6DLghI/AAAAAAAABQM/mCuEKpGScCc/s400/page5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And by the time they reached my place; all of them were totally hungry. So they ate quite a lot while waiting for Syaz. He took so long that we got all lethargic &amp;amp; restless. Hahaha. The pictures of Faiz &amp;amp; Fai on the left, explained it all. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259628350120030146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SP30HiN6b8I/AAAAAAAABQU/FAnDFIKvDk8/s400/page6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SP321foMTEI/AAAAAAAABQ8/Suu7VhB0f58/s1600-h/DSC02134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259631338722184258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SP321foMTEI/AAAAAAAABQ8/Suu7VhB0f58/s400/DSC02134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259631801292327522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SP33Qa1gimI/AAAAAAAABRE/p-WM2500IMI/s400/page8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last house is at Fai's. Ohmygahhh, I so love his house! Its all cosy and I feel like I'm in a kampong. Oooh, I just love the feeling. And there were 'flying Lopes' too. hahaha. Milley, Faiz, Ninie and yaneh went home after that. While the rest of us stayed to play concentration games. Of which I'm kinda good in. Heee. Trust me, they know better. Hehehe. It was just a great day, though very exhausting.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-6266084465318043695?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/6266084465318043695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=6266084465318043695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/6266084465318043695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/6266084465318043695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/10/chat-with-faiz-after-i-took-care-of-him.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPwx-3CwknI/AAAAAAAABPc/cHzJTPigH10/s72-c/01092008237-225x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-6889907751252384154</id><published>2008-10-20T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:05:09.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength; to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;To you dear friend. To you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;I am sorry for your loss dear friend. I know that no words can explain how you're feeling right now. I know that no matter how hard I try to stop you from crying, it wouldn't help a single bit.  I know that I can't help to see you breakdown like that. I know how you wished he was still right beside you, talking to you. I know that you just wanna close your eyes, and wake up thinking that its a dream. You have to let it go. Just let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;You're not to blame dear friend. Not to blame. If you love him, God loves him more. I know that no matter how hard I tried to ease your pain, it doesn't help a single bit. But I can assure you dear friend, that I'll be right here with you in your darkest moments.I'll be the shoulder to cry on. I'll be the one with hugs so that you'll feel warmth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibril;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Strength is all you need dear friend. Be strong, have strength. Cause with strength,it keeps you going. It gives you faith to face whatever challenges that God tests you. Strength dear friend, strength. Plus a little prayer and faith; you'll be okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;you'll be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;To you Syazni. To you. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-6889907751252384154?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/6889907751252384154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=6889907751252384154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/6889907751252384154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/6889907751252384154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/10/strength-to-you.html' title='Strength; to you.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-7982895997670487623</id><published>2008-10-20T11:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T12:03:22.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Raya Outing with Adamentium on Saturday.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259076534976503362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPv-Pqnd3kI/AAAAAAAABOc/c_2glQf2Aac/s400/page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259076798440048818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPv-fAGEiLI/AAAAAAAABOk/NskR61EqRQ0/s400/page1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259076810616605298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPv-ftdMCnI/AAAAAAAABOs/t6i860rgoks/s400/page3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259077954498360418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPv_iSv2dGI/AAAAAAAABO8/eVSBea1E87A/s400/page2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Falah's shot is wicked man. Hahaha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259076819320668594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPv-gN4ZgbI/AAAAAAAABO0/HXvN9YZRPE8/s400/page4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;So, I have no idea why they say my hair looks like a minah, tsk. But I took that positively and turn it all over to a very minah-ish style. "Take care sial!" Hahahaha. Freaking funny, I'm telling you. And ohmygahhh, I ate a lot because I feel like eating; and because almost all the houses have mum's-cooked dishes. ooooh, I just can't resist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;I've then got a comment from someone that during the month of Ramadan, I should have lose weight, not gain. Well, don't blame me for that. I have bad influence. Hahaha. It's my third time,oh wait or fourth? celebrating raya with them. And so it was fun. (: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-7982895997670487623?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/7982895997670487623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=7982895997670487623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/7982895997670487623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/7982895997670487623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/10/raya-outing-with-adamentium-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPv-Pqnd3kI/AAAAAAAABOc/c_2glQf2Aac/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-5591510068864725027</id><published>2008-10-17T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T00:59:53.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dry Run.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPjDqSYOZwI/AAAAAAAABOU/cekDkZbDRCM/s1600-h/newmpintlposter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258167696210421506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPjDqSYOZwI/AAAAAAAABOU/cekDkZbDRCM/s400/newmpintlposter2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt; I wouldn't say its bad, and I wouldn't say it good either. I just chose to watch the show because of the hot Mark Wahlberg. I guess you'll understand better if you've played the game. Cause to me, it is a little unlinkable. But he's just hot. That's all I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I was so contented with the Dry Run performance we had earlier in the evening. We had compliments from Zaini; the Man of TRCC. I,on the other hand was very worried that he'll screw me up right on my face, because my playing was wack. But it was a phew. And hence, the pictures. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258159219952910338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPi78529AAI/AAAAAAAABOM/VEK6cG4greI/s400/page4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I find the shots of Faiz and Fai so pretty. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258158691447958898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPi7eJBjbXI/AAAAAAAABOE/QBtRfdNo2E0/s400/page3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258157620123795442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPi6fyB9__I/AAAAAAAABN8/LZeasKBkC0o/s400/page2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258156911231724978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPi52hM7bbI/AAAAAAAABN0/5hFU9GLaJ7M/s400/page1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;And the strange thing is that, we always realised that Syaz is not in pictures whenever we have a group photo-taking session. Especially when the pictures taken turned out so well. But yeah, it was just a super exhausting day. And I swear,that I was very contented. Very very contented. Hehehe. Great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;However, apart from this, we have a little thing to decide about. Maybe, we should just give him a chance, no? Or maybe the chances given were way too many. I don't know, but its crazy that when times like this, people are being so unfair. Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Ouh, and ohmy. I had to pass house-visiting with two of my cliques tommorrow. That is wack, i'm telling you. Two long-time-never-see cliques just because they told me at the very last minute. And that just because I will die, if I don't follow Ichangkudin tommorrow. Haish. Things get so tough when it comes to deciding. Anyways, enjoy your weekends as much as I will. I'm gonna be uber shagged; I'm telling you. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/2449775539799396741-5591510068864725027?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/5591510068864725027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=5591510068864725027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/5591510068864725027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/5591510068864725027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/10/dry-run.html' title='Dry Run.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPjDqSYOZwI/AAAAAAAABOU/cekDkZbDRCM/s72-c/newmpintlposter2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-8596723087685371189</id><published>2008-10-14T14:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:15:15.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPWI2A1muQI/AAAAAAAABNs/TmCYofpcSis/s1600-h/yussieraya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257258601544071426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPWI2A1muQI/AAAAAAAABNs/TmCYofpcSis/s400/yussieraya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Whoa. Things have been crazy. I haven't even got the time to take a rest. fuhh. Anyways, there is so much to blog about. I guess I just have to give it some time as soon as I get all the pictures needed. I'm gonna be all shagged this week. So yeah, proper updates soon. Hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ps: I wanna catch Eagle Eye. &lt;em&gt;alah&lt;/em&gt;. Reflections coming &amp;amp; I'm tensed. Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Aight soon soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-8596723087685371189?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/8596723087685371189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=8596723087685371189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8596723087685371189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8596723087685371189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/10/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SPWI2A1muQI/AAAAAAAABNs/TmCYofpcSis/s72-c/yussieraya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-8314656405318640672</id><published>2008-10-08T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:25:17.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SO2qZjDYlXI/AAAAAAAABNk/vcEpR7D5PMU/s1600-h/SDC11576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255043696094123378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SO2qZjDYlXI/AAAAAAAABNk/vcEpR7D5PMU/s400/SDC11576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SO2qNudLhaI/AAAAAAAABNc/g32GoQhwelQ/s1600-h/SDC11570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255043492996679074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SO2qNudLhaI/AAAAAAAABNc/g32GoQhwelQ/s400/SDC11570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;Mass session was cool. Finished up with the finale, done. I played the conga &amp;amp; bongo set because yanehh was at hiphop. Wahh, &lt;em&gt;mcm&lt;/em&gt; expert; &lt;em&gt;padahal padahal&lt;/em&gt;. Hahaha. It was fun. Izam said that he wanted to see whether I can manage, with sarcasm of course. I gave him a smile. (: But he awwed when I gave a heck of a play. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;During showcases, I kept on disturbing wanKenji &amp;amp; Izam. Fortunately they were cool enough to deal with my nonsense. But gerek lah kacau dorg! We played PickUpDRUMSTICKS, coool gilerrr.Hahaha. And I had these ass-grabbing sessions. It started off with yaneh's. Then Dura, hell, it was damn contagious. Hahahaha. but fun. There were actually more pictures but since yatt(mf) ruined it all, he got his ass grabbed too. Hahahaha. bodoh ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had dinner with Izam &amp;amp; Syaz. Hahaha. It was irritating. Me and Syaz conducted a sort of interview for Izam to join IbanJiwarr. Super funny! Hahaha. We assured that he'll get a good contract and recording. Haha, &lt;em&gt;mcm paham&lt;/em&gt;. Then, I kept saying "eh, &lt;em&gt;ader budak&lt;/em&gt; kenjidot ahh, yg Wan tuu. wahh, I'm his die hard fan sehh! But I hate the tall guy that played surdo (referring to Izam) " Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay, we are okay.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SO2qGY1ABUI/AAAAAAAABNU/8KuLNtS9E7Y/s1600-h/SDC11540.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-8314656405318640672?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/8314656405318640672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=8314656405318640672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8314656405318640672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8314656405318640672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/10/mass-session-was-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SO2qZjDYlXI/AAAAAAAABNk/vcEpR7D5PMU/s72-c/SDC11576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-6734365275284277757</id><published>2008-10-06T11:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T15:21:39.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Finally, pictures on the previous two performances. Hehehe. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So Saturday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254256341527155698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOreTeuR0_I/AAAAAAAABMc/wmNzQec12c4/s400/IMG_1519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254255887918672146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOrd5E5lqRI/AAAAAAAABMU/1cRNUVs9udM/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254253540108311346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOrbwan-mzI/AAAAAAAABMM/k8tgC-IpYrg/s400/IMG_1501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254253334982529106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOrbkeeLkFI/AAAAAAAABME/N5kKKR56lPQ/s400/IMG_1500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Syaz went "&lt;em&gt;ehhh, nie camera aku ke camera kau?&lt;/em&gt;" because its always him snapping the pictures, and me IN the picture. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254253185497965682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOrbbxmSJHI/AAAAAAAABL8/KIy_QdFoNOg/s400/IMG_1495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;It was a fine day; though hot. But I was pretty much enjoying every moment on stage. Mummy &amp;amp; my sis &amp;amp; Ichangkudin were there. weehee.Like finally,I was &lt;em&gt;allowed&lt;/em&gt; to play tamborim and I think that it was way thrilling; especially when I'm all hyped up. It was great. Heehee. But Conga, is still undefeatable. okay sheesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Then comes Monday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254292040162281986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOr-xagJCgI/AAAAAAAABMs/Rw00NMWFQVM/s400/P1000194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254263976639358802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOrlP5u4Z1I/AAAAAAAABMk/nopDhfNFnP8/s400/P1000189.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254296631377729106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOsC8qHNFlI/AAAAAAAABM0/tBKRdNu-nvc/s400/P1000202.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254297231726104018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOsDfmlaTdI/AAAAAAAABM8/0GBvwsL-PDg/s400/P1000205.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254297614886679026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOsD15-AsfI/AAAAAAAABNE/_bs7v177Rfg/s400/P1000210.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254298510042965474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOsEqAr5peI/AAAAAAAABNM/kNB0eodzkP4/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Lunchtime performance was better than okay. Except our movement was a little wack. yeapp. But it was fun too. I unexpectedly wasn't quite nervous. Hehehe. guess its the second time I'm doing the same song so I was a little more confident. It was great. Definitely. I had to leave for 2nd meeting and skipped 3rd meeting. Weehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;So what I did was just hangout with some people at the coffeshop to grab a drink &amp;amp; then went to a little shelter while waiting for the rain to stop. iyeapp. Heee. It was good too. Ghost stories, strange experiences and all. Returned to school for IJ practice which was so HOTHOT! Hehehe. I mean, Syaz's dancer was way hotter than Mr H. hahaha. Me &amp;amp; Rosy was so distracted with his awness, until I realised that he had a bling on his right wedding finger. Aghh. chance wasted. Hahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Sorry, but I'm starting to dislike you. okay, whatever.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/2449775539799396741-6734365275284277757?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/6734365275284277757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=6734365275284277757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/6734365275284277757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/6734365275284277757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-pictures-on-previous-two.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOreTeuR0_I/AAAAAAAABMc/wmNzQec12c4/s72-c/IMG_1519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-8522543603794706941</id><published>2008-10-04T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T11:53:27.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOg6DcASuCI/AAAAAAAABEQ/gquUcmPIFTo/s1600-h/P1000166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253512796059121698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOg6DcASuCI/AAAAAAAABEQ/gquUcmPIFTo/s400/P1000166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;House visiting has been okay but I get so tired easily. I skipped class halfway on Friday only to know that my cousins didn't wanna tag along with us on the last minute. Tsk. I was annoyed, as you can imagine but decided to just take a breather &amp;amp; chill out. Besides, its a month of forgiving; I wouldn't wanna miss that. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;The performance earlier in the morning was okayy too. I'll update as soon as I get the pictures down. Hehehe. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really hope you'll get better. Seeing you fall was a major breakdown for me. Please, get well soon. I love you, no matter how much. I love you.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-8522543603794706941?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/8522543603794706941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=8522543603794706941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8522543603794706941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8522543603794706941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/10/house-visiting-has-been-okay-but-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOg6DcASuCI/AAAAAAAABEQ/gquUcmPIFTo/s72-c/P1000166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-7815076963782602725</id><published>2008-10-02T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:09:36.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I don't know why but I was pretty much looking forward to coming to school. Maybe because I feel that my Hari Raya celebration wasn't as exciting as I expected. Dang. Boringg man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;So school is better than okay though it was maths module. Tsk. But I was glad that I had funny team mates, Nadhirah and LiJuan. We had a hazardous chat about the class and some 'cute' guys. pleah. Hahaha. And honestly, I can't deal with their crazy emoticons. It got me all cracked up laughing. Word. I remembered Nad saying " &lt;em&gt;tuu lah dah lamer tak dtg kan.&lt;/em&gt;" because I have not been attending the module. Ouchh. Hahaha. I'm just looking forward to like be in the same team as them again. Heee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Practice was okayy, normal I guess. And I have to start working my butts off. I keep messing up the sequence and all. Tsk. oh yes, I don't know why, but I'm actually feeling all excited for the performance this Saturday. why is that?? heh. Weird. Hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252758483704266994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOWMArgcwPI/AAAAAAAABEI/m6qxXm_lgEc/s400/page3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And yes, I'm getting featured for Syazni's Sonic Avenue. Wahhhh. But I'm not gonna be so excited because they might come up with better plans. Besides, I still got a lot to learn. Dang. and no, Milly, you can't be the lead singer. I just seriously think you should get braces?. Hahaha. ohh, Milly's all mad now. Heee. I'm happy happy. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-7815076963782602725?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/7815076963782602725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=7815076963782602725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/7815076963782602725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/7815076963782602725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dont-know-why-but-i-was-pretty-much.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOWMArgcwPI/AAAAAAAABEI/m6qxXm_lgEc/s72-c/page3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-4736946732205358885</id><published>2008-09-30T21:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T22:40:02.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happyhappy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOIwWH1422I/AAAAAAAABEA/sloPnM9LUws/s1600-h/DSC00483.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Omygod. Its already Hari Raya Aidilfitri 2008! It seems like only yesterday we had the&lt;em&gt; ampun&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;maaf&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; all in 2007. wahh, I've never felt so excited for this celebration before. Its awesome. And I hope I get to meet my dearest Faiz cousin. Hahaha. nooo. Its not like I won't see him, I see him everyday. pleahh. I'm so happy because I'm done with the chores,the dishes ohmy,Everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Oh oh oh, and my K530i,oh my! It unexpectedly revived! Alhamdullilah. Heee. and sorry Syaz, my sister threw away your cellphone.Terribly sorry seh. Hee. Alahh, now that my K530i has revived, I can't ask for Iphone from him. Tsk. Hahahaha. Ohyes, and I've got PrisonBreak Season 4. oh how I missed my Wenworth. Heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;and dang! I chanced upon Fyzah's blog &amp;amp; ohmygod! its freaking funny! Hahaha. Wawa's &amp;amp; my 'word of motivation' cool or what. Hahaha. Aiseyy. ohh, I miss those high school times man. But I don't wanna be doing the mugging &amp;amp; all again. And if y'all can remember, we actually had a video recorded while waiting for the 5n2s to finish their lesson. 'HEADS UP!', then there's someone who lifted her skirt. &lt;em&gt;Ingat ingat&lt;/em&gt;??Hahaha. Super funny sia. Haha! Gosh, if i were given the chance to write down all those moments, it'll take forever. But it was definitely cool. Hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;You know, great memories are meant to be kept in the heart as long as we can. Beautiful things should be treasured. Hee. and I definitely treasure everbody who loves Nabi Muhammad s.a.w. Hee. So to all my peoples, be it IJ, BE, Rdp, Dutyqz, 677, Ademantium or whatever clicknames y'all have, Selamat Hari Rayer, maaf zahir batin! Hee. Ampunkan okay- sedangkan Nabi ampunkan umat. and y'all are not even Nabi lah can, so maafkan! hahaha. okayy2. Heee. (: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-4736946732205358885?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/4736946732205358885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=4736946732205358885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4736946732205358885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4736946732205358885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/happyhappy.html' title='Happyhappy!'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-5386270695817237059</id><published>2008-09-29T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T01:09:35.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOEEpSQWnEI/AAAAAAAABDw/DM57nsnxKrE/s1600-h/DSC01555.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOEEpVHRX4I/AAAAAAAABD4/ggIK0I3GMuE/s1600-h/DSC01556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251483748579499906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOEEpVHRX4I/AAAAAAAABD4/ggIK0I3GMuE/s400/DSC01556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Today was practice for Saturday's performance. Dope, i'm telling you. But wahhh, it was so exhausting yet fun. I'm playing the tamborim &amp;amp; I swear that its so exciting because I was able to dance all night! Hee. Accesories are so cool and I think that they are the ones who should start the fire cracking. So movements are very essential. They do have the advantage of getting the crowd to dance and groove to the beat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;However, I'm starting to miss my conga already. Alahaii. Hee. Honestly, I figured that I should play accessories for performances because I don't want to waste my energy and swell my hands on hand drums. So heeeheee. I mean, I've been wanting to play the tamborim for so long, but haven't got the chance. And now that I can, its a chance that I had to grab. iyeappp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;I came up with a wonderful &amp;amp; irritating song for the peoples. Haha. and they like &lt;em&gt;boleh layan&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Ayam masak itik, itik masak ayam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ayam jadi itik, itik jadi ayam.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Hahahaha. Funny I tell you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;And Hari Raya is soo coming! I'm done with almost everything except the cooking of dishes. I'm not sure if I wanna help but there aren't any chores left. Hehehe. I'm excited to start wearing the costumes &amp;amp; try the goodies. Heee. Suke lahh Hari Rayer. Okay okay, Maaf Zahir Batin! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Finally we were able to talk again; and that hug was just. Utterly splendid. Love you all lahh Besteys.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-5386270695817237059?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/5386270695817237059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=5386270695817237059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/5386270695817237059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/5386270695817237059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-was-practice-for-saturdays.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SOEEpVHRX4I/AAAAAAAABD4/ggIK0I3GMuE/s72-c/DSC01556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-7585091344693458529</id><published>2008-09-27T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:00:45.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agony.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SN9GIE-5wjI/AAAAAAAABDo/1VWOaLuJfEs/s1600-h/me+and+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250992795127759410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SN9GIE-5wjI/AAAAAAAABDo/1VWOaLuJfEs/s400/me+and+you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I swear to God, I feel like hugging you back just now. and cry, just cry in your arms. But somehow, something stopped me from doing that. I felt a sense of ego right back there. I didn't know what to do. The only thing I'm talking to you was just about rhythms. Omygahh. How sick is that? I'm sorry. It'll get better, I'll get better. Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;And to the other you, I know that you've been trying so hard to start a conversation. but all I did was just to turn away. arghh. I felt a sense of stupidity gushing right in me. But I really didn't know what to do. I'm really sorry. I'm being utterly selfish. OhmyGod. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;But to just look at the both of you made me wanna cry even more. There were just times when I wanna pull the both of you to the side &amp;amp; gave a huge hug to say &lt;em&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/em&gt;. To say, &lt;em&gt;I shouldn't have done that.&lt;/em&gt; I'm missing the both of you more! So much more. Please God, give me the faith and strength to make me be myself again. Time is taking so long. Too long. I can't bear to see them be in such agony. y'all are my bestfriends. Please God, please. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/zhc_kHXru1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/zhc_kHXru1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/karchun-life/music/mfDX2cxB/bravo_all_stars_let_the_music_heal_your_soul_unplugged/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-7585091344693458529?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/7585091344693458529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=7585091344693458529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/7585091344693458529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/7585091344693458529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/agony.html' title='Agony.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SN9GIE-5wjI/AAAAAAAABDo/1VWOaLuJfEs/s72-c/me+and+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-8759854145574914723</id><published>2008-09-26T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T20:38:57.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Formula One.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SN4Z3wOq1fI/AAAAAAAABCo/yygCWncTPTM/s1600-h/DSC02032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250662661190505970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SN4Z3wOq1fI/AAAAAAAABCo/yygCWncTPTM/s400/DSC02032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;center&gt;I literally refused to go to school because I was'nt in the mood &amp;amp; I just don't feel like it. I decided to follow Ichangkudin to Bedok and then send him off to work. He got a job as a Porter for FormulaOne. Jyeahh. Effing cool. I wanted to catch the nightrace so bad. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;So, I went off back home. When in the late afternoon, I got a text from Min. He had two free passes to F1! Omygahhh, as usual, I was so excited &amp;amp; I decided to go down there with him. Wahh, its like a miracle. It was kinda random for him to ask me, but heck, its F1 behbehh. Hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;There were testdrives by the time we reached there, and the sound of the cars dozzing by made me all hyped up. And for real, earplugs were essential. I almost had my eardrums burst like a cannon. Hahaha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250663791475712722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SN4a5i3qYtI/AAAAAAAABCw/TXsk515H1ck/s400/P1000069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250664879261539682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SN4b43MA3WI/AAAAAAAABC4/286kqShNdRs/s400/P1000046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250667472494367970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SN4ePzu5lOI/AAAAAAAABDA/pSpPiYPNgL8/s400/P1000060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;L. Hamilton, F. Massa &amp;amp; Alonso behbehh. I swear to God it was so tough to grab a shot. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And I have this quarrel with Min about Hamilton being first in place. Haha. Okay2, Alonso and Massa can top him but yesterday's timings, they didn't quite make it. All Min mentioned was Hamilton being overrated. I totally disagree with that. Bluek. Let's just wait till Sunday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250669920766511138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SN4geUQdyCI/AAAAAAAABDI/X26-pibuLEA/s400/P1000078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250671234239128658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SN4hqxUvZFI/AAAAAAAABDQ/ZvMpDUmgvgg/s400/P1000085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Oh, and I just realised that French guys are so HOT! jyeahh. But this french band did a great performance man. Or maybe its the genre that they played, that made me like them so much. The performance was all hyped up when AustinPowers and his chickies came dancing up front. And the song made me wanna dance too but I had my horses down. yeapp. Hee.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250675422981744386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SN4lelmzZwI/AAAAAAAABDY/-9LI5MgXfeA/s400/P1000089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm trying my best to regain strength again. It takes time. A whole of time. Bear with me, pleaase. Thankyou for all your patience. No matter what, I still love all of you. Just give it time. Time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-8759854145574914723?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/8759854145574914723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=8759854145574914723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8759854145574914723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8759854145574914723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/formula-one.html' title='Formula One.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SN4Z3wOq1fI/AAAAAAAABCo/yygCWncTPTM/s72-c/DSC02032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-7778181222614717726</id><published>2008-09-25T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:49:23.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just wanna do this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;I wanna breakdown and just cry. I don't care about anything else. I wanna run away and never come back into this world. I wanna see the sky that makes me happy. I wanna see the sun shine down on me. Because right now, I'm feeling utterly horrible &amp;amp; terrible. Please God, give me faith. Give me strength to carry on. Amin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;And its times like this, when I just need a shoulder to cry on, a place full of warmth. Ichangkudin was there for me for the entire day. The very first person whom I called the moment I cried badly. The moment I prayed that everything will be fine. To keep me safe and warm. To make me feel like as if nothing has happened. To make me smile for the whole entire day. To have a good meal despite the loss of appetite that I encountered. Thankyou soo much. Life's never been this great until you came.I'm so happy that I have you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250000273220307698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNu_bswACvI/AAAAAAAABCg/8UHcJFGs0SY/s400/DSC02027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Whatever it is, I know that I can't run away forever, I know I have to overcome this no matter what happened. Everyone makes mistakes; mine was the stupidiest. I know, and I know. I'm sorry about what I've done. Thats all I can afford to say for now. Time will heal. I'm pretty sure of that. Let time do his work. Just Time.I'm just sorry people, just sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-7778181222614717726?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/7778181222614717726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=7778181222614717726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/7778181222614717726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/7778181222614717726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-just-wanna-do-this.html' title='I just wanna do this.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNu_bswACvI/AAAAAAAABCg/8UHcJFGs0SY/s72-c/DSC02027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-8400241666322536485</id><published>2008-09-24T23:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T10:19:31.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the music heal your soul. </title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNrwCI77vNI/AAAAAAAABCI/2CTFPuOWM5U/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249772235203001554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNrwCI77vNI/AAAAAAAABCI/2CTFPuOWM5U/s400/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I would really love to &lt;em&gt;apologise&lt;/em&gt; to those whom I promised and had made plans with for today. It took me so long to think about which one to go to. So, I decided to get my hair highlighted instead; which is so not in the options.yesyes, Indecisive -part one. Hee. which means that I skipped mass practice. I don't know, but I figured that I'm getting much lazier to attend mass practices. Probably because my part is so effing boring, and that they always emphasise on bigger instruments. Or maybe its just me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;So highlighting session was err. As usual, I had a hard time picking out the colours. And its time like this when Ichangkudin &amp;amp; Syaz comes in handy. Whywhywhy do I have to be so indecisive man? Hahaha. So anyways, the hairdresser had a good recommendation for my hair colour. I got all freaked out actually as I was so worried if it doesn't turn out nice. But I've got a good assurance from her and Ichangkudin. Hee.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249772626457370930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNrwY6ePoTI/AAAAAAAABCQ/cd6bNy2CVbc/s400/DSC02014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249771778594936434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNrvnj8FlnI/AAAAAAAABCA/nP4EWl6wcRI/s400/DSC02018000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;After that was to Ichangkudin's place. jyeahh. Chill out for awhile before heading back home. Oh3, and dinner at the TehTarik house is effing nice okay. Hee. Oh, and I chanced on Abu's blog and now I'm clinged to &lt;em&gt;Let The Music Heal Your Soul&lt;/em&gt;. Its evergreen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Honestly, maybe what he say is true. I have to stop being so indecisive because it can really hurt people's feelings. But hey, this is me. I can change, but I can't do it immediately. Its not easy dealing with all this. Fine, I shouldn't have said I'll go. Then maybe I should just don't give a damn about all of you. For once, do understand me. I tried being there for as much as I can but sometimes when things doesn't go your way, then maybe its just not your luck. I'm only human. Please God, let the music heal my soul. I'm just sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-8400241666322536485?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/8400241666322536485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=8400241666322536485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8400241666322536485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8400241666322536485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/let-music-heal-your-soul.html' title='Let the music heal your soul. '/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNrwCI77vNI/AAAAAAAABCI/2CTFPuOWM5U/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-3759555486740748994</id><published>2008-09-22T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T00:02:32.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNcCvlVJxuI/AAAAAAAABBY/cAe5-eFRLSA/s1600-h/SANY0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248666907221542626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNcCvlVJxuI/AAAAAAAABBY/cAe5-eFRLSA/s400/SANY0276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy Birthday Nursyaheeda Begum! Ohh, you're my one &amp;amp; only shining star. Hee. Finally you're 19! Weehee. you know I love you soo much. thankyou for always being there for me through forever, thick &amp;amp; thin. Moga Allah panjangkan umur &amp;amp; murahkan rezeki. Aminamin. (; So her birthday celebration was great; many people came. She was very busy serving all of us. Very pitiful. Hee. I was so glad to have met her like finally. I've been busy with so many things and I didn't have time for her. I'm sorry sayang! But you're still my shining star okay. Forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248665798778969362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNcBvED2XRI/AAAAAAAABBQ/2z33hN6W0l4/s400/SANY0279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Oh and at the mall, I freaked out when this guy doing mimes came to me. That was only after I disturbed him with my stupid handsigns. Hahaha. then he came, and did an "ET". you know, like ET had his finger pointed &amp;amp; then the boy would do the same thing? He was trying to do that &amp;amp; I freaked big time. Hahaha. I've got a good &lt;em&gt;serve-you-right&lt;/em&gt; laugh from Abu, Macha &amp;amp; Feroz. Haha. Whatever. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248670584429127586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNcGFn_wp6I/AAAAAAAABB4/gHQ_wgXxsf0/s400/SANY0321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248668138806024914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNcD3RVxmtI/AAAAAAAABBg/q0NDUPQJxok/s400/SANY0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248668710649939154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNcEYjn_RNI/AAAAAAAABBo/WJmKDWO5OSk/s400/SANY0318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248669349382190098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNcE9vFn9BI/AAAAAAAABBw/yPENxYhTKrM/s400/SANY0301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;And like finally, me &amp;amp; macha had a long chat about people. Hahahaha. "we met weird people ahh.&lt;em&gt;Deng&lt;/em&gt; lah, &lt;em&gt;Takkk&lt;/em&gt; lah." Hahahaha. *inside joke*. But seriously, these two people are the reason why we have to start gossiping. &lt;em&gt;Tak baik sehh.&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha. Guyss. -_______- But hey, its so fun to be talking about the guys who have ultimately the same behaviour. perangai Redep ehh macha? Chey, dah pandai. Hahaha. Then came this part,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Syaheeda: eh, you guys wanna bring back currypuffs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Me: ahh, takpe ah syeeda. buat susah jerrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Macha : eh, boleh ah sikit. Rezeki jangan tolak, maut jangan carik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Me: -_____- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Macha : betol pe, Rezeki jangan tolak, maut jangan carik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Me : yelahh, Rezeki jangan tolak, maut jangan carik, kalau tak nak cakap nak, kalau taknak cakap Sudah! Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;Sunday was a trip to Johore with the family; scorching hot as usual. Got some things for Hari Raya. fortunately there were no congestion so it was all fast-going. and omygahh, there were so many Singaporeans; and I bumped into a few that I know. yeap. Dinner was great as usual. fuhh, and like finally I had my &lt;em&gt;ikan pari bakar. &lt;/em&gt;wahh, the feeling was so great and I ate to my heart's content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, me, Syazni, Azmil and Zuliyani was DLLS- (&lt;em&gt;Dah Lambat Lambatkan Skali&lt;/em&gt;) for first meeting. Its no longer NIFM (Not In First Meeting) lah ehh. Hahaha.&lt;em&gt; perangai sehh satu2&lt;/em&gt;. Hee. and jyeahh, IJ practice laterr. coolnesssss. Hee. Let's work on things people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;Oh, and I'm gonna highlight my hair somehow this week. I'm still thinking of the colour tone. and yess, manicure session from the cousin this Sunday. wahhhh, I'm getting all excited for Hari Rayer! &lt;em&gt;Bestnyer&lt;/em&gt;. Weehee. &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/fontsize&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-3759555486740748994?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/3759555486740748994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=3759555486740748994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3759555486740748994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3759555486740748994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekends.html' title='Weekends.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNcCvlVJxuI/AAAAAAAABBY/cAe5-eFRLSA/s72-c/SANY0276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-1304152200078864993</id><published>2008-09-19T02:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T02:59:29.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its A Beautiful Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNPuwLrAkwI/AAAAAAAABBA/ZYRF1Oo5LwI/s1600-h/IMG_1318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247800502351074050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNPuwLrAkwI/AAAAAAAABBA/ZYRF1Oo5LwI/s400/IMG_1318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;See the world in green and blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;See China infront of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;See the canyons broken by cloud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;See the tuna fleets clearing the sea out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;See the Bedouin fires at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;See the oil fields at first light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And see the bird with a leaf in her mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;After all the bloods the colour came out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It was a beautiful day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Don't let it get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Beautiful Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And I'm glad that we've let it all out; something that I can't stop thinking about. That moment we had was indeed needed, some space away from the crazy allbeats world. We needed space, space for ourselves. We needed hugs, group hug because we haven't got that for quite awhile. Definitely a tearfest; but it was worthwhile. Emotional. Guilt. All mixed feelings to deal with in just one day.One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Trash, garbage, all coming down in just a blink. A blink. What is that? Why is that? How is that? Dear God, please make us have faith to carry on no matter what challenges we are about to encounter. Faith. Trust; we needed Trust. Teamwork; to listen to each other. All this, and please, don't give up hope on us. We pulled you down, down and down. And we took a long time to bring all that back up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Today, was a beautiful day. A day to remember, a day to forgive. Beautiful Day. Beautiful. With all the hearts, Iban Jiwarr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-1304152200078864993?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/1304152200078864993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=1304152200078864993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/1304152200078864993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/1304152200078864993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-beautiful-day.html' title='Its A Beautiful Day.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNPuwLrAkwI/AAAAAAAABBA/ZYRF1Oo5LwI/s72-c/IMG_1318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-4256681528397914806</id><published>2008-09-18T10:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:57:52.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday mania.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNG-YiPY5yI/AAAAAAAABA0/1yB9aJsVaDc/s1600-h/24082008177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247184369580828450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNG-YiPY5yI/AAAAAAAABA0/1yB9aJsVaDc/s400/24082008177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy 22nd Birthday Kak Yaya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Wow, you don't need presents either cause you have got wonderful gifts from the boyfriend. Anyway, hope that you're gonna enjoy your birthday this year as much as I did. Take good care of the cellphone, cause its effing nice. Don't be like me and dropped it in the toilet bowl! Aghh. So jyeah, moga Allah panjangkan umur &amp;amp; murahkan rezeki. Hee. Its just so great to have two sisters celebrating their birthdays day after another. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;And now, I swear that my finger is swelling enormously. I accidentally hit on my vein during mass practice yesterday and its uber painful! I seriously felt like crying. &lt;em&gt;Sakit gilerr lohhh!&lt;/em&gt; We worked out a new song, and I can't resist not playing but everytime I start doing that, it hurts big time! &lt;em&gt;How ehh? &lt;/em&gt;ishkk. And dry run is like tommorrow. Imagine that. Sheesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm gonna go get Syaheeda's present today with Ichangkudin, ohmy, my bestfriend is turning 19 this Saturday. What should I get for her? Some help please. hee. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-4256681528397914806?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/4256681528397914806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=4256681528397914806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4256681528397914806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4256681528397914806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthday-mania.html' title='Birthday mania.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNG-YiPY5yI/AAAAAAAABA0/1yB9aJsVaDc/s72-c/24082008177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-4969365089909443428</id><published>2008-09-16T23:10:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T13:16:04.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNCAiwDGp5I/AAAAAAAAA_c/ryx9YjEgn-E/s1600-h/24082008176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246834900388456338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNCAiwDGp5I/AAAAAAAAA_c/ryx9YjEgn-E/s400/24082008176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy 27th Birthday Kak Wiwin. I know I've wished you on the wrong night causing you to have difficulties to sleep after that. But who cares. Hahaha. you don't need any presents because you already have wonderful gifts. tak fair, tsk. But jyeah, I still hope that you already feel old and get married asap. I want the whole bed to myself. Hahah. And oh my, I just realised that I've spent alot on your money. you're the best sister I've ever had! So moga Allah panjangkan umur &amp;amp; murahkan rezeki okay. Syg kabuchut! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SM_R2O6HudI/AAAAAAAAA_U/He8zPzM2bgs/s1600-h/IMG_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246642820554930642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SM_R2O6HudI/AAAAAAAAA_U/He8zPzM2bgs/s400/IMG_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Met up with 5 of the Dutyqz on Monday for fastbreaking. &lt;em&gt;Wahh, rindu semua hilang&lt;/em&gt; okay. Hahaha.Dinner was great and dessert too. Thanks Abu! Heh. And they really have'nt change the slightest. I had to leave early to continue with my practice. Boohoo, but I'm still hoping that I can meet them on Syaheeda's birthday this weekend! Hee. oh sharks, I stil have yet to get her present. Alermak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;So costume hunting was great, but I'm all shagged now. We managed to grab almost all the materials we need and wahh, happy okay! Hahaha. and wow, I love my white mask! Like Mask of Zorro.Hee. Cool you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246837291817672594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNCCt80Qn5I/AAAAAAAAA_k/jkDXHdFVoFs/s400/DSC01391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Milley looks like a pimp man. an hell no am I gonna be your bitch. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246837830077363682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNCDNR_XteI/AAAAAAAAA_s/prVQ7oV_pHo/s400/DSC01399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;I have absolutely no idea what he's trying to do but I'm pretty sure his acting like an idiot. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246845265078165986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNCJ-DhsoeI/AAAAAAAABAI/PXsT4Hjk3DA/s400/DSC01401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246845263358302418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNCJ99HpmNI/AAAAAAAAA_8/U1TdxcdkvHU/s400/DSC01400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246845722280012034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNCKYqvHKQI/AAAAAAAABAc/ofWvfw8alvY/s400/DSC01423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246846070925055794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNCKs9ikVzI/AAAAAAAABAk/GUAUWKls0dE/s400/DSC01424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;and omygahh, Milley looks ZacEfron-HOT here, but don't even go there; he'll be a total turnoff right after that. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;After that was practice session again, and that totally made me super tired. The dancer was suppose to come and see us, but &lt;em&gt;dyr pon perangai Rosy jugak.&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha. so yeapp, friday is like rehearsal. gonna be a tiring week. Sheesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246850112371133010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNCOYNGZilI/AAAAAAAABAs/fvYcsm_h7Ag/s400/DSC01404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;yussay says: Ahh sudahlah! "takterrr". *IjIj*. Hahaha. and me &amp;amp; milley are starting to communicate in bahasa Indonesia. fun, tough and freaking funny! Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;yussie : Gue sudah tidak lagik cintak sama Lohh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Milley: Nama gue Ryan bukan Donnie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;yussie :Bunga api nya enggak adak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Milley: Nama gue Ryan bukan Donnie, cinta. Ryan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;We make it sound like we were acting in the Indonesian telemovies.Irritating, yes. Tell me about it. Hahaha. but its sure fun! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-4969365089909443428?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/4969365089909443428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=4969365089909443428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4969365089909443428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4969365089909443428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-27th-birthday-kak-wiwin.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SNCAiwDGp5I/AAAAAAAAA_c/ryx9YjEgn-E/s72-c/24082008176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-8164120043056544382</id><published>2008-09-14T21:22:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:50:00.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Geyland trip on Friday. Thank you yerr Hamid. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245868890727132434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SM0R9loQLRI/AAAAAAAAA-M/i1XEDNXR5xw/s400/cats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246066860276079682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SM3GA7q0XEI/AAAAAAAAA-k/SNYyErZGypo/s400/DSC02990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246067157348652386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SM3GSOWcFWI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Bopci2dDIvA/s400/DSC02994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246067883513148754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SM3G8fhi9VI/AAAAAAAAA-0/hf6u8ZRIzKg/s400/DSC02995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246068100093951554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SM3HJGWbvkI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Zh4zsfgaThw/s400/DSC02996.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Oh and I fell in love with Osman's glasses. That explains the ridiculous face. Ngahaha. jyeahh, I was very exhausted and walking the whole of Geylang was Wow. and my lenses weren't in a good mood, causing my eye to turn bloodshed red and twitching. Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246070363294096578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SM3JM1bZXMI/AAAAAAAAA_E/2WJv7641Hpo/s400/DSC03006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246064531925780674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SM3D5Z42SMI/AAAAAAAAA-c/hP_j3A0QyH4/s400/DSC03023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Don't mind the quality, and our eyes looked like freaky vampires. Hahaha. and the fastbreaking was nasi beryani okay. I ate the whole thing without sharing. Dang, I must be that hungry. Hahaha. jyeahh, there were a lot of waitings ah. Some looking for &lt;em&gt;capal&lt;/em&gt; lah, &lt;em&gt;baju kurong&lt;/em&gt; lah, &lt;em&gt;DengDeng&lt;/em&gt; lahh. hee. okayy, &lt;em&gt;dengdeng &lt;/em&gt;was me. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;But yeah, it was awesome too lah. heee. It was fun though I was so tired; but they keep making me laugh. (: Next up, meetings with dutyqz ahh. I can't stand Shamsul keep saying I'm *bubbling(back off last min) him. Sorry ahh. Hahaha.&lt;/center&gt; &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/2449775539799396741-8164120043056544382?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/8164120043056544382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=8164120043056544382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8164120043056544382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/8164120043056544382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/geyland-trip-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SM0R9loQLRI/AAAAAAAAA-M/i1XEDNXR5xw/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-1417386478113548798</id><published>2008-09-14T01:09:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T03:39:08.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva La Vida Behbehh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ngahahaha. Wow,what a week. I'm super exhausted. I wanna cry and have ample rest. I'm tired, as in really drop dead tired. I've been out with so many people; or maybe too many people. See, I told you I'm a very busy woman. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245579067259250946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMwKXpE2aQI/AAAAAAAAA9M/rtoHmrlbbpk/s400/IMG_1371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;1. The person who tag you is?&lt;br /&gt;Milley.&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;IJ woowoot; &amp;amp; stepbrother ironically our friendship is growing. (:&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impressions of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Irritating, funny, bello, funny and understanding! (okay, no link)&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;Take good pictures of me. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;"Aku nak makan Yakotari/Tokoyaki" ngahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;6.If he/she become your lover, you will?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA,that's not gona be possible ehh. *IJ*&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she become your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;stop being sucha Bello.&lt;br /&gt;8.If he/she become your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;No lah, he's so nice to me. (aisey!)&lt;br /&gt;9.If he/she become your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;He freaking stop taking my pictures, and don't allow me to disturb him. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is&lt;br /&gt;Give him the Carebear since he's sucha a pain in the ass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Friday was definitely hot. Skipped class, and Syaz drove me &amp;amp; Milley around with his car! Freaking cool okayy. Wahh, mcm jakun abis cause' its my first time having a friend to drive a car. Wahh, happy seh! An awesome ride to town to search for my green top but to no avail. At least the transportation fee was free. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245576127748424082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMwHsii2wZI/AAAAAAAAA8s/0oqdXcWtuaE/s400/DSC00495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ohh, paranomic setting. Awesome. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245576127773166562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMwHsiowS-I/AAAAAAAAA80/LWwn6vjprYQ/s400/page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245578474269086018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMwJ1IA-kUI/AAAAAAAAA9E/7Tj7445EP6w/s400/page2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245578473588389474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMwJ1Fer9mI/AAAAAAAAA88/1Yb6AHL8RCo/s400/page1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;I had to follow Adamentium to Geylang after that; and it was hell tiring as you can imagine. Sheesh. I haven't grabbed the pictures from Hamid, I'll do it soon. hee. Hamid, GAMBAR! grrr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Performance was definitely powerful. BANG! Hee. I played a totally different instrument &amp;amp; I'm so glad that I managed to keep up with the beat in just half&amp;amp;hour or so. Hee. Dope im telling you. Dope. A trip to town again before the performance. and ohboy, school's food suck big time! eghhh. (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245582463726663298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMwNdV5yNoI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Yz8oO00k-xI/s400/page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245582468404606162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMwNdnVF9NI/AAAAAAAAA9c/WmHbVh6Z36s/s400/page1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;green&amp;amp;yellow&amp;amp;black : Jamaica ehh! Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245582590400992354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMwNktzTFGI/AAAAAAAAA9k/4GvPwaVux5o/s400/page3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245585476008277042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMwQMrhr9DI/AAAAAAAAA9s/rgJDzAzbP5Y/s400/page4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;And then the before performance pictures. I was freaking shaky; not because I was about to perform, but due to the crazy LionDance&amp;amp;DragonBalls. I just have this thing on them since young. Secaryyy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245587414806727666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMwR9iHQi_I/AAAAAAAAA90/7P6-444TvBY/s400/page5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245587415660038114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMwR9lStB-I/AAAAAAAAA98/pJCz8B381Hw/s400/page6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;It was definitely an awesome day, with awesome people&amp;amp;performance, though I can say we can do better next time. But it is sure an amazing experience. I wished we could have more shows before Reflections but nahh, it would be hectic and that would mean tight schedule. I can't live with that(yeah right, isn't that what i'm doing now?shessh.) Surdos greatgreat lah, but Conga is way doper! Hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and aper Milley? Yakotari; whatwhatwhat? you skept class?HAHA. I so love you lahh Milley! you're fun to make fun of. pfft. hahaha. and Syaz editted my photo; nicenice. Thankyou Syaz!. (x&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245591238455716082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMwVcGUN6PI/AAAAAAAAA-E/FV4hlwuqF9g/s400/yussy01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;The cover magazine. Cool pigg. Hee. I shall make this as my album cover. Hahaha. (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-1417386478113548798?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/1417386478113548798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=1417386478113548798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/1417386478113548798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/1417386478113548798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/viva-la-vida-behbehh.html' title='Viva La Vida Behbehh.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMwKXpE2aQI/AAAAAAAAA9M/rtoHmrlbbpk/s72-c/IMG_1371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-4058089572682579024</id><published>2008-09-11T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T01:48:22.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMlXCCwoEhI/AAAAAAAAA8c/ZyPl6xkiI0Q/s1600-h/DSC00463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244818933661831698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMlXCCwoEhI/AAAAAAAAA8c/ZyPl6xkiI0Q/s400/DSC00463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMlXCSF7v6I/AAAAAAAAA8k/t2AtdGINtLw/s1600-h/DSC00464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244818937777733538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMlXCSF7v6I/AAAAAAAAA8k/t2AtdGINtLw/s400/DSC00464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I literally skipped school yesterday &amp;amp; I found out that I skipped the wrong module! sheesh. But it was fun though. Spent the whole day at the library before going to TRCC. Gerek, we played counterstrike(our real life version) and 'main tidur2'. HAHAHA. gerek! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMk3_YuSILI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ZYw6uBcTE0c/s1600-h/2370461346_08470fd7c3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244784803157516466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMk3_YuSILI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ZYw6uBcTE0c/s400/2370461346_08470fd7c3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;I would probably say that its just an oh-kay movie. There were'nt much actions; even if it did, it was all pretty slow. The chasings were like so never ending as they ran super slow. But it was okay. and I had whole lot of fun eating with IchangKuddin yesterday. Weehee. Neberchowie ehh. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;I would firstly want to apologise the Dutyqz cause I didnt manage to turn up for the buka session. My cellphone was dead, and I can't seem to call anybody because all the contacts are saved in the cellie. Aghhhh. Sorry people. I really need a new cellphone bad. Syaz, nak I-phone! (jgn kasi Milly!). Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Anyway, here you go Faiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;1. The person who tag you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Faiz lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Alah alah, can I not answer?! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;3. Your five impressions of him/her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Irritating, funny, irritating, sexy(or what?!) &amp;amp; okay ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Accompanying me to buy ChickenBlackPepper bun in sem 1. HAHA. ingat faiz?! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she had said to you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;"how come you know him?!" then I said " He's my cousin." and he want "awwwwwwwww!!!!" HAHA. 29th aug ehh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;6.If he/she become your lover, you will? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;HAHA,that's not gona be possible ehh. *IJ*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;7. If he/she become your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Be more mature, and get a beard or something. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;8.If he/she become your enemy, you will? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Not come to his house for Hari Raya or any family weddings. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;9.If he/she become your enemy, the reason will be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;He freaking decided to quit IJ and not perform! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Be the best C_ _ S_ _N on earth; take care of him &amp;amp; not see him get drunk! (wahh, sweet seh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;very simple, nice, touchy and so look like me can! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Let me ask my IJs in the next Sheesha session! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Happy go lucky, irritating sometimes, and HOT! Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;14.On the contrary, the characteristics you hate most about yourself are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;I dont hate myself, I'm a gift from God lahhh. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;My mommy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;16. For people that care and like you, say something to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Sayang korang! Weehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wished to know how they feel about you pass to people that have blog only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;1. Syaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;2. Milly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;3. Rozey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;4.Yanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;5. Ninie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;6. Fyzah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;7. Hamid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;8. Val&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;9. Fysah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;10. Hazz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;18.Who is no.6 having relationship with? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Hahaha. Fyzah is number 6 again?! Relationship with who eh fyzah??Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;19. Is no.9 a male or female? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Female, female. Heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;20. If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Hahaha, eeee, noo I think. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;21. What is no.2 studying about? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Crap like Basic Science, enterprise. yadayada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;yesterday, I think. she buih ahh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;23. What kind of music band does no.8 like? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Alternative &amp;amp; soul. I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;24. Does no.1 have any siblings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;yeapyyeap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;25. Will you woo no.3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Nooo. she Pembuih giler nyer! HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;26. How about no.7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;HAHA, hamid??? no ah. ishh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;27. Is no.4 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;This part, complicating. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;28. What is the surname of no.5? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Haha, SITI ehh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;29.What’s the hobby of no.10? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Watch movie and talk sarcastically! HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Okay dah Faiz, shoo now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;I had buka session with Syaz, Milly &amp;amp; Yanie (I know, I'm so bad seh! but honestly sorry dutyqz!). Had a good talk about Music and all; dinner was extremely filling. And then, we had dessert! A treat from Syaz &amp;amp; Yanie. Weehee. Syg Mama &amp;amp; Papa! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244815974271177570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMlUVyK6U2I/AAAAAAAAA8E/J1HSogvjP7E/s400/DSC00470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244815161800419794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMlTmfeyadI/AAAAAAAAA70/zk6qqtJoh5k/s400/syaz%26yanie.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Our treaters : Mama Hiphop and Papa Djembe. Weehee. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244815163094157602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMlTmkTPSSI/AAAAAAAAA78/OaspnwZboCA/s400/yeahh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244817046487037730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMlVUMfF9yI/AAAAAAAAA8U/NDQxMHjRerY/s400/DSC00481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;and Milley amek gambar nie not nice kan???? lalalalala. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244815982735058274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMlUWRs25WI/AAAAAAAAA8M/YOG7qhCMesQ/s400/DSC00488.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Cik Joyah is not in the picture because she is too busy with CC stuffs. HAHA. Pembuih betol! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;so yeahh, gerek seh! Hee. Dessert was definitely great! Weehee. yeay! only the fact that Milley is a BigFatJealousAss! Hahahah.  To Geylang tml, kene ehh? Sheesh. But I need to get a green top how? Hehehe. x) &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&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/2449775539799396741-4058089572682579024?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/4058089572682579024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=4058089572682579024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4058089572682579024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4058089572682579024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-literally-skipped-school-yesterday-i.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMlXCCwoEhI/AAAAAAAAA8c/ZyPl6xkiI0Q/s72-c/DSC00463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-3826895967395179384</id><published>2008-09-09T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T00:07:53.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Know Why.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMae1hf0-fI/AAAAAAAAA7k/BwyGoLD3pI8/s1600-h/P1020454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244053458481641970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMae1hf0-fI/AAAAAAAAA7k/BwyGoLD3pI8/s400/P1020454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I feel so insecure today; of which I Don't Know Why. I'm getting a little paranoid about things and all. Video-watching session was great, definitely. But I don't know. I just don't feel right. Maybe its the pms, the people, the day, the weather? Hell, I really don't know. I'm sorry, but I think we really need to start working seriously now. I know we are done with our song, but it doesn't have to just stop there. yeah, maybe we are too confident cause we get so many compliments and all, but guys, that doesn't make us the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm not saying that we have to be greedy about being on the top. you know, we worked hard &amp;amp; all the effort we've put in can never be on a downhill. There are seriously thousands of things for us to work with, and I'm getting abit panicky now. what if we couldn't finish all the work on time? what if one of us start to drift away, and decided that IJ is no longer fun? What if? What if? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;I honestly think that there is a limit to everything. We can have fun, play around and go crazy. But when its time for work, its time for work. Get a little paranoic when we're working. Get serious. I don't know if ya'll feel what I'm feeling ahh. But its time to take things seriously. This isn't a way to just lay back and fly kites. We have to get this tight. I'm just hoping that y'all understand. and hopefully everything's gonna be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Love you guys, much. Effing much. Iban Jiwerrr. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-3826895967395179384?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/3826895967395179384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=3826895967395179384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3826895967395179384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3826895967395179384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-know-why.html' title='I Don&apos;t Know Why.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMae1hf0-fI/AAAAAAAAA7k/BwyGoLD3pI8/s72-c/P1020454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-671188838537192912</id><published>2008-09-08T23:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:28:16.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza Harpoon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMVKdhmebfI/AAAAAAAAA7E/m5BpjTNT1-c/s1600-h/DSC01358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243679212239220210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMVKdhmebfI/AAAAAAAAA7E/m5BpjTNT1-c/s400/DSC01358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It was sure sleepy during lessons. I've drooled one to many times, seriously. I was really praying that 430 came in quickly just so I can meet my IbanJiwarrr people. and yes, I got all hyped up when I met them; though we had to wait for an hour. redep betol ah. so yeah, meanwhile I practiced a few solos on the conga. and boy is it fun. I crapped most of the time, but it fit well with the song I guess. weehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243675621695125602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMVHMhyDeGI/AAAAAAAAA6c/2VbldBaF8KQ/s400/canadian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243675619521173170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMVHMZrvlrI/AAAAAAAAA6U/A0j0k51weck/s400/canadian2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;We ordered pizza for fast-breaking, cause they were craving for cheesy pepperoni. and oh wow, it was a pretty good fiest before we start working on our songs again. We made changes here &amp;amp; there and did some recording. It was our first time through, so it sounded a lil shaky. and after recording, we have videos on Crapps as usual; interviews and just crapps lahh. and jyeah was it hell funny. Haha. weyykid.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#999999;"&gt;Oh honestly, I'm starting to think that I'll live in suffocation if I don't attend any IJ practices. That is definitely the main reason of me coming to school. A lil self-motivation for me to drag my feet to school. and yes, we actually prayed that we'll stay like this for like god-knows-when after we finished the food. AMINaminAMIN ya rabbal al-Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243678316006492098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMVJpW38R8I/AAAAAAAAA6k/4E30TDohkMo/s400/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243678314922216722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMVJpS1bjRI/AAAAAAAAA6s/aggJFMkmWno/s400/guys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243678809430676754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMVKGFBb1RI/AAAAAAAAA68/SQ53C_Oo8FY/s400/DSC01357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and I just love the picture above, Cousinly love. Ahhhh. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243678807394880882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMVKF9cEDXI/AAAAAAAAA60/YhyKs_CCYlM/s400/DSC01353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;AminAminAmin. I'm gonna see them again tommorrow; to work on the movements and lyrics. and to see the viddy we recorded earlier on from Syaz's camcorder. Something to look forward too again! ahhhhhh. x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-671188838537192912?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/671188838537192912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=671188838537192912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/671188838537192912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/671188838537192912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/pizza-harpoon.html' title='Pizza Harpoon.'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMVKdhmebfI/AAAAAAAAA7E/m5BpjTNT1-c/s72-c/DSC01358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-5027775241621814444</id><published>2008-09-07T22:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T23:40:40.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Wow, I had a great fast-breaking session with the 677 people. I didn't intend to go at first because I was totally exhausted spending my noon painting the bedroom wall with the sis. Maya &amp;amp; Amino couldn't make it so I figured I'm not gonna go too. I received a call in the late afternoon, and the guys made me come! They were really good at it. Sheesh. I tried making an excuse that the eating place is too far, which was definitely unreasonable. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243291911041121314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMPqNoNI_CI/AAAAAAAAA50/MfoxWRNDcZ8/s400/wahh2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243291493760192146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMPp1VtnTpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/tSjXjAnrl2g/s400/wahh1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243292152129783762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMPqbqVKB9I/AAAAAAAAA6E/XxSQi9JyVkA/s400/wahh4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;The pictures on Haziq feeding the two people totally signifies how he treats his girlfriend &amp;amp; brother. Totally differently. Hahaha.  It was his birthday; and he was surprised that his girlfriend actually came with a cake in her hand. Very sweet. Its all Min's plans, he very kecoh lahh. and I can't help laughing with his &amp;amp; Zat's pick up line, "ai baybay, wanna buy an M1 line today?" (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243293331217091090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMPrgSxeihI/AAAAAAAAA6M/SjotI1RyGmA/s400/wahh5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;It is just so ironic that after staying in admiralty for like almost 11 years, I wasn't even close to them though we stayed near each other. Except of course some of them were my primary schoolmates. But we were'nt even close;and the scary part is that they would surely know my parents. and that they know exactly where I stayed, my unit number &amp;amp; all. so they can use that to threaten me if I insist on meeting them. -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;But they are definitely fun people lah. Thanks to Maya &amp;amp; Amino for bringing me to get to know them. Hahaha. and yeah korang, beban aku dah habis, good luck for the both of you tommorrow eh. Haha. So yeap, I'm looking forward to more outings with them. Weehee. x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;yeay, Tribal practice tommorrow. The only reason I'm looking forward to school. Hee. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-5027775241621814444?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/5027775241621814444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=5027775241621814444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/5027775241621814444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/5027775241621814444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow-i-had-great-fast-breaking-session.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMPqNoNI_CI/AAAAAAAAA50/MfoxWRNDcZ8/s72-c/wahh2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-5825530980095117877</id><published>2008-09-06T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T22:13:31.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Willing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMK9Ew4Jn0I/AAAAAAAAA4M/YItR0zTTwlQ/s1600-h/DSC01295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242960805750218562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMK9Ew4Jn0I/AAAAAAAAA4M/YItR0zTTwlQ/s400/DSC01295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Willing; just willing is the only word for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Syaz had his band, Stereowave to the finals. He invited us to come and support him a few days back. We said we couldn't go, but actually we just intended to give him a surprise. So we told Syaz that we all couldn't make it; he understood. We even wrote on our pms that we were sorry(that's because I asked them to). HAHA. and who wouldn't be as sad as Syaz if you were in his shoes. yeapp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242964992090901522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMLA4cNjDBI/AAAAAAAAA48/vefKBix7qkI/s400/syaz1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;So I met Milly &amp;amp; Yanie at Cineleisure, and ran away from Syaz when we saw him coming to buy food. Uber funny. Waited for Liyana, Wan, Fai, Faiz &amp;amp; Faizal to check out spots for fastbreaking. To Lucky Plaza only to find the foodplace no longer exists; then to Far East. We only gotta eat at 815, and had to rush off back to Scape by 845. So just wonder how fast we finished our food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242971260859573122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMLGlVMd44I/AAAAAAAAA5k/vw87sZBYw-U/s400/06092008(058).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242960810607224802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMK9FC-Jp-I/AAAAAAAAA4U/rUZS6azqEgE/s400/DSC01296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242961633746677762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMK909Z48AI/AAAAAAAAA4k/k2SQn0zbjvQ/s400/DSC01303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;and here's the willing part; we were walking at the streets when it rained heavily. So we ran all the way. yeahs, All The Way, cause we were afraid that Syaz would already be performing. So we were drenched wet by the time we got there. See that? That's love baby. All of us were freaking cold. Seriously, it was something so sweet we did for him. Hee. That totally shows how much we love and care for you; and that we're willing to support you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242971257375217618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMLGlINu19I/AAAAAAAAA5c/StGMSMIPXvw/s400/06092008(011).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Look at how drenched we were. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242960814288696690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMK9FQr4dXI/AAAAAAAAA4c/ap3DZAxwvzo/s400/DSC01298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;"Next up, Stereowave!". All of us stood up, got infront of the stage and cheered 'SYAZ!!!!!!' He looked soooo surprised that all he can do is smile;as in wide smile. He did well. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242964996482205666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMLA4skhB-I/AAAAAAAAA5E/y3UyjThf0vU/s400/hug1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Hugging time! weeheee. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242961638711355042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMK91P5j5qI/AAAAAAAAA4s/SyPfJbzebyU/s400/DSC01304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;and his band was the 1st runner up! Alhamdullilah. Hee. after his performance, he came to us and said in Malay, "I'm touched; I didn't think you guys would come cause y'all said y'all can't make it." Haha, well Syaz, we'll go far if its to support one another. and he then surprised me with a yellow CareBear! Weehee. Cause I wanted it so bad when he showed to me last night. Thankyou so much Syaz! yeayme! x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242967707929388962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMLDWhf5p6I/AAAAAAAAA5U/ndmADztkwXY/s400/DSC01313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242967706694480322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMLDWc5eccI/AAAAAAAAA5M/IvJIECR4rR8/s400/DSC01309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;So yeahh, I love my Tribal group so much. heee. And yes Syaz, we are proud of you. Good Job! :) Go IbanJiwer! Hee. xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-5825530980095117877?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/5825530980095117877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=5825530980095117877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/5825530980095117877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/5825530980095117877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/willing.html' title='Willing'/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SMK9Ew4Jn0I/AAAAAAAAA4M/YItR0zTTwlQ/s72-c/DSC01295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-7331456646993528437</id><published>2008-09-04T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:05:29.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I was 5 minutes close to late for class. I have no idea why, but I had a hard time getting off bed. And my way to school was definitely moody &amp;amp; sleepy. Anyways, I didn't realise that I have so many friends until today. Haha! Seriously, I'm a very busy woman now. Hazirah called me down during the first break to meet with the 34ks. I didn't wanna go at first, cause I wasn't done with my work but I came anyway. and oh wow, there is sure alot of things to talk about. hee. I miss disturbing all my 34k people lah! Boohoo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Oh and Yatt is so dead for slapping my head! &lt;em&gt;Sesungguhnyer aku berpuase.&lt;/em&gt; Hahah. Perangai gondol; act as if he's not afraid of me. Wait till I see him for practice, after buker. He'll scream out loud with my awesome pinching. Tak brani ah luu. Bahahaha. x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242178024261502610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SL_1I4l3RpI/AAAAAAAAA4E/wTp13B82EDg/s400/minds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ahhh, don't MINDS them. HAHA. (inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Second break was with Mill-MINDS and Nin-MINDS. Similarly, I didn't wanna go too, but I was too stressed up with ppt. I had to lie down cause I was super tired. Seriously! And me and Mill had the urge to pack our bags and leave, but no, we figured that all devils are being tied up and so doing that will make us the Devil. huahuahua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And bumped into Fad &amp;amp; Huzaifah in the library;which they actually asked for my help about html codes. Haha. Cute couple lah. Fast-breaking was with Zuldy, Faris &amp;amp; Ichankudiin! Haha. It was all unplanned. And boy, did we have a feast. I ate to my heart's content &amp;amp; I was totally happy. We didn't order much, thankfully,else we'll be wasting all the money. No pictures because I was too busy eating. Hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Tommorrow's friday and I'm having enterprise I think. TGIF, I hope. I'm looking forward to a splendid and well-planned breakfasting session with soo many people! Plus Monday's group practice. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-7331456646993528437?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/7331456646993528437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=7331456646993528437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/7331456646993528437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/7331456646993528437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-was-5-minutes-close-to-late-for-class.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SL_1I4l3RpI/AAAAAAAAA4E/wTp13B82EDg/s72-c/minds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-7368876078140765377</id><published>2008-09-03T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:23:57.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SL6nS2EjQBI/AAAAAAAAA38/PRPZyvJpRaQ/s1600-h/ogg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241810958499921938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SL6nS2EjQBI/AAAAAAAAA38/PRPZyvJpRaQ/s400/ogg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;School's in and its already the first day of the semester. New faces, new environment; everything so new. I was pretty contented about myself today of which I have no reason why. Maybe because I had plenty of praises from people. hee. Class was exceptionally fine, of which I hope it'll get better as time goes by. I received a compliment from the faci for doing such a great job in the worksheet question; which is like so NOT me. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;But the class was awkwardly too quiet, and I didn't have the guts to actually be too outspoken. Let time run it through my bone slowly. hahaha. My group was fine too. Workable. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Practice was exhausting as you can imagine, because I'm still in the weaky-dushy mood. I really can't run from the fact that I'm actually using 'I am fasting' as an excuse to say I'm all tired. But honestly, practice is getting so challenging in the Ramadhan days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Putting exhaustion aside, all of that was being kicked off, when I received compliments about me doing well in Conga and Bongo. Hahaha. not to be arrogant or anything, but I figured that that is actually a ticket for me to drive and strive harder. and my group's showcase just now was so upbeat, and was uber messy. Probably we were just tired, or maybe just a lil too overconfident or maybe 'We're fasting'. Oh there we go. Our bad. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;I've refreshed some of the notes from Philip and Zaini, the changes we have to make in musicianship and choreography and projection. the new rythm for bells; (oh wow, I can't believe I really paid attention. Haha!) But yeahh, when you think that you're all ready, there are other thousand things to work on. So right now, Iban Jiwer, lets get everything tight. Everything. We work hard, and now we need to work Smart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Done.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-7368876078140765377?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/7368876078140765377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=7368876078140765377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/7368876078140765377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/7368876078140765377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/schools-in-and-its-already-first-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SL6nS2EjQBI/AAAAAAAAA38/PRPZyvJpRaQ/s72-c/ogg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-2407943135296733711</id><published>2008-09-02T23:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:23:35.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;It was my group practice again, and only God knows how much I was looking forward to it. It started off with waiting for the other members to reach the session room, and we lazed around playing each other's instruments. Then, Syaz came off with an idea that we change instruments and like duh, it was so funny. Wan was playing the Syaz's djembe, and was the one giving the timings for break. We started calling him Syaz &amp;amp; then it all started. Us calling each other's names according to the instruments we played. hahaha. We impersonated each other and were very good at that! Haha. And I loved Shaz's impersonation of Faiz's laughter! So exactly the same! Bahahaha. :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Recording was good, but Yanie's quality of recorder was pleah. We even recorded the new remix of a few Hari Raya songs which like so fun and funny! bahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Then, made a trip down to town to collect my sick handphone with Yanie,Syaz, Rosy and Milly. I was really praying very hard that it might actually work, but I was so sad when the person told me that it can no longer do that. and that I have to change the motherboard which may cost close to 500 dollars. Like oh cmon, I would rather add up a few more hundreds and get a new cellphone. yes, correct. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Fast-breaking was at Shaw house and all of us were having this stomach-headache and we started farting &amp;amp; farting. Bahahaha. &lt;em&gt;Terok lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241459282584541586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SL1ncnMgGZI/AAAAAAAAA3s/OZy3U4kSAj0/s400/IMG_1727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241459290502195378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SL1ndEsN6LI/AAAAAAAAA30/beoupZtV4vQ/s400/IMG_1732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Poor Syaz, he was so afraid of heights, and you know how high the escalator at Shaw house can be.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241458089902379586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SL1mXMG6kkI/AAAAAAAAA3c/G6f2tDwktIM/s400/IMG_1736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241458553648388754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SL1myLslGpI/AAAAAAAAA3k/4I6aANm1gp4/s400/IMG_1738.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;School's in like tommorrow. Wish me luck. :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2449775539799396741-2407943135296733711?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/2407943135296733711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=2407943135296733711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/2407943135296733711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/2407943135296733711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-was-my-group-practice-again-and-only.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SL1ncnMgGZI/AAAAAAAAA3s/OZy3U4kSAj0/s72-c/IMG_1727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-6667468591916941281</id><published>2008-08-31T23:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:49:03.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I attended Mega Perdana; with 15 groups competing. I don't know, but I somehow think that almost all the groups made obvious mistakes. Probably they were just too nervous or overconfident. the oh-so-long waiting for the program to start actually caused me to doze off for a lil while; I had only 4 hours of sleep due to my terrible coughing-mania in the late night. Sheesh.&lt;/span&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240710409804863586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLq-WescWGI/AAAAAAAAA1E/lF-JGISSLKg/s400/DSC01959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240709760848914450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLq9wtJSaBI/AAAAAAAAA00/j7WddtOFfZg/s400/DSC01956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240709765139847330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLq9w9IU2KI/AAAAAAAAA08/TGjFs7B4sxg/s400/DSC01957.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;"Jambol oh jambol, kenapa tak bersuara?!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240710408174700866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLq-WYnyCUI/AAAAAAAAA1M/F7_zm4NEhPY/s400/DSC01960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CDM&lt;/em&gt; was 2nd in line. and yeahh, I totally think they did thier best. &lt;em&gt;Andika Kencana&lt;/em&gt;'s steps were uber awesome! heh. CDM ended too fast &amp;amp; I know that the next thing I have to wait for is the forever awesome &lt;em&gt;Keris&lt;/em&gt;. iyeahhh. heee. and you know they have the best of everything; the steps, the &lt;em&gt;juara&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;karut&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp; of course the percussion. like duhh, ABANG played the &lt;em&gt;rebana&lt;/em&gt;. what more can you ask for? hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240710410377471618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLq-Wg09poI/AAAAAAAAA1U/0g8QfEp9XxM/s400/DSC01965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;ahh, and then there were pictures with lovable people. weehee. suker suker! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240712453623643250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLrANcgz_HI/AAAAAAAAA10/fhB-7TIjOuU/s400/Image089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Emilia nak jugak! haha. takpe kasi chan. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240712458850092034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLrANv-5RAI/AAAAAAAAA18/Cv4nH9cvIZg/s400/Smile!006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Ichangkudin!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240711763638583458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLq_lSHjgKI/AAAAAAAAA1s/lS-gFnMgUZY/s400/Image081.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Cucu Mat Yoyo! Weehee. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240711762224360914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLq_lM2YLdI/AAAAAAAAA1k/scruMP7Q-9Q/s400/30082008172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240711751149975090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLq_kjmCdjI/AAAAAAAAA1c/_aGV31ZRyH8/s400/30082008078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240714447422648274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLrCBf_ib9I/AAAAAAAAA2E/F2BI8VrZFhs/s400/Photo094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240714450203465890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLrCBqWiWKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/npuvN62qOlI/s400/Photo095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;---- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;and I sent my Sony cellphone to the hospital today. i'm still praying that it can work fully after repairing. sheesh. love you baby cellie! After that, had ayam penyet at Lucky Plaza; wonderful as always. Met Hamid &amp;amp; Osman &amp;amp; Fahmy at esplanade to catch baybeats, but figured that the bands were so uber boring. Sat down, laughed &amp;amp; laughed &amp;amp; laughed. hahaha. okay, pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240716037038607410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLrDeBxhDDI/AAAAAAAAA2U/O0HDYHCf3kw/s400/DSC00645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240716044909737826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLrDefGI92I/AAAAAAAAA2c/xSbGTQaNhcs/s400/DSC00650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Osman saw white Sir Stamford Raffles : aku kasi kau 3 jerr. kurangajar, aku berdiri sini sampai puteh, kau dudok tutop mater. HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240716044180995330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLrDecYZPQI/AAAAAAAAA2k/EPBLhF1TkFE/s400/DSC00657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240719597689842082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLrGtSO7KaI/AAAAAAAAA3E/0C7otzhMtwQ/s400/DSC00690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240719599517575266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLrGtZCsKGI/AAAAAAAAA3M/qr5m73LznCo/s400/DSC00693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240718943889782482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLrGHOo19tI/AAAAAAAAA28/rOpwHG96Tds/s400/DSC00680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240718936137055298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLrGGxwcvEI/AAAAAAAAA20/7UHtK0ORq2A/s400/DSC00672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240719603469437234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLrGtnw4yTI/AAAAAAAAA3U/DEnee2QH6jQ/s400/DSC00695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Ichangkudin : DIY ehh Man?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Osman : DIY ape sehh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Ichangkudin : Do it yourself bodoh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Osman : Oh aku tak tau, aku tau DU-IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Fahmy: DU-IT ape sehh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Osman : Duit bodoh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;HAHAHA. that was totally funny. Osman were all embarrassed and then he like kenakan org lain. Bahahaha. and fahmy, his dumb dumb still bertepek! haha. okayy. Hamid was only there laughing &amp;amp; taking pictures with eye crossed. hahaha. and the funny part, he used a spoilt camcorder to take our pictures, and when we need to preview it, he has to listen and find. Hahaha. nevermind. i dont think y'all understand. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Okay, now there goes my weekends. fasting month and prayers; weeehee. Im excited! xD&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-6667468591916941281?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/6667468591916941281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=6667468591916941281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/6667468591916941281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/6667468591916941281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-attended-mega-perdana-with-15-groups.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLq-WescWGI/AAAAAAAAA1E/lF-JGISSLKg/s72-c/DSC01959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-7737264000542432073</id><published>2008-08-30T00:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T02:05:56.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLgm318afaI/AAAAAAAAA0U/DMiQvdc7eFY/s1600-h/SDC11318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239980907260706210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLgm318afaI/AAAAAAAAA0U/DMiQvdc7eFY/s400/SDC11318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Omg. I really need to blog about today. Something freaky happened to me. and yeahh, its SUPER freakyy that I can't stop thinking about it. Me and him, has something, but I'm not gona share cause its so embarassing &amp;amp; we're gonna keep it down low. For the three of you who already knew, just bring it down okay? please. Im begging. Sheesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Anyways, practice was super fun today, especially when I have my lovable Tribal people around! Teehee. I actually don't see the reason of why we have the dance studio for an hour, cause I think we totally changed the movements and all only after that. and boy, can we be anymore cooler? hahaha. I love my Tribal group lahh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;We had a loooooooongggg waiting time after that we were almost like mashed potatoes discussing about movements, entry, exiting, budget, costume, effects. Hahaha. But it was fun though. and we grabbed pictures. beatiful picture again. ahhhh. fresh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239998907945658578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLg3PnuJKNI/AAAAAAAAA0c/HW56HkBUgtQ/s400/lift.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239999438774779330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLg3uhNqvcI/AAAAAAAAA0k/t6f3KdqytvY/s400/DSC01263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240001012767396802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLg5KIywE8I/AAAAAAAAA0s/yi4GxT_55pM/s400/DSC01264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Okay, I know its cool and yeahh, my Tribal group rocks my sockets. I'm really happy that we are so close now. hee. and we had a mini B-boy battle just now which is like so random. hahah. But it was definitely entertaining. gerek lah. you see, only my people can do crazy things when there's freaking free time. okay, I'm beat. xD&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-7737264000542432073?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/7737264000542432073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=7737264000542432073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/7737264000542432073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/7737264000542432073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/08/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLgm318afaI/AAAAAAAAA0U/DMiQvdc7eFY/s72-c/SDC11318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-2308329134043820307</id><published>2008-08-28T12:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T13:02:19.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLYmMps8BaI/AAAAAAAAAy8/pvCA2eH0VXE/s1600-h/P1020454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239417215286773154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLYmMps8BaI/AAAAAAAAAy8/pvCA2eH0VXE/s400/P1020454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ah, coolness. I've been doing so busy these days with practices. Having so, it was definitely enjoyable to chill on Sheesha session. Definitely, definitely memorable. I wanted to wait a lil longer for Syaz to send me pictures, but since I have itchy fingers, I can't resist but to make do just the ones I currently have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So it was on the Tuesday after the group practice session. Sanjay came to tutor me, and that totally lead to a brand new upbeat song for our last one. We worked hard, &amp;amp; played hard too. I'm telling you, its really something that bring us so close together.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239417513609973938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLYmeBCu0LI/AAAAAAAAAzM/6YAX9RMdYfk/s400/P1020491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239417512227618594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLYmd75JvyI/AAAAAAAAAzE/7Rz7NpSV5Ow/s400/P1020481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;I just so love this shot of Wan. Awesome. Milly gets the credit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239418904913753042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLYnvADZs9I/AAAAAAAAAzk/0nanTwh_N4M/s400/DSC00481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239418908881319026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLYnvO1V9HI/AAAAAAAAAzc/K-MMzlR4rLw/s400/DSC00474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;And jyeah, adapted from Nins; Boys gossip too you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Now pictures on our trip to Haji Lane and the oh-so-long waiting for Syaz, Rosey and Yanie. pfft. We had to entertained ourselves with poker cards and &lt;em&gt;murdering. &lt;/em&gt;And I love these shots. Ultimate coolness. I wanna get a Cammie like Milly's too. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239420661581214354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLYpVQJj8pI/AAAAAAAAAzs/PXGsqlEf91o/s400/DSC01172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239420667153371682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLYpVk6EUiI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MGct_7sBwzg/s400/DSC01183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;you know.you always save the best for last. these next two, are my favourite. totally photographic. I don't know what makes that picture-fect; the hair, the pose, the place, the people? ahhh, just total awe-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239421328385026322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLYp8EL-qRI/AAAAAAAAA0E/uKsJ0OfcR1M/s400/DSC01193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;and presenting to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239421331643296498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLYp8QUz6vI/AAAAAAAAA0M/aVcl89LZv2Q/s400/DSC01194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;There were'nt any pictures on our Sheesha session, cause we were too busy playing &lt;em&gt;murder-confessions&lt;/em&gt; game. That's when the bond gets so tight, that I can't stop thinking about the day we sat at the Mosi, in the dark, taking turns to speak, and listening to one another's confessions. I'm not sure if we were just so high on smoke, or its just something that all of us wanted &amp;amp; needed to share. it was, spectacular. Very. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;and it all ended with our hands on top of one another's, promising that lips to be sealed the second we left the place. and the most noteworthy moment, was when I gave a shout "Group hug!" ,and our bodies came so close to one another hugging each other tightly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Now I'm only left to say, that I'm starting to love my group soo much, that I wished this day never ended. and that, I hope no one spoils everything, everything we've built. go Tribal! x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;tuesday, 26th Aug, a day, a moment to remember. Happy Belated Birthday, Azz btw. &lt;/center&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-2308329134043820307?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/2308329134043820307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=2308329134043820307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/2308329134043820307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/2308329134043820307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/08/ah-coolness.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLYmMps8BaI/AAAAAAAAAy8/pvCA2eH0VXE/s72-c/P1020454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-4171913587159062251</id><published>2008-08-25T23:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T00:15:15.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLLY8WkOY9I/AAAAAAAAAy0/R2GjZHM5mVw/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238487847946576850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLLY8WkOY9I/AAAAAAAAAy0/R2GjZHM5mVw/s400/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Additional practice was slacky cause only a handful turned up. I was supposed to go for the Eureka briefing with yuhtee and we were very late. And check it, we got mixed up with the venue of the briefing. We ended up sitting around gossiping. It was cool though, cause we have so much to talk about and nothing of our sort. yeah, tell me about it. hahaha. So yuhtee basically came down all the way from home to school just to sit down with me and gossip. Hahaha. twiney mahh. teehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I went back to practice only to watch Drumline that Syaz projected. Hahaha. That show really awed me no matter how many times I've watched it. yeapp. after that was lepak session with those who came for the practice. and the 3 clowns were the usually lame-ass entertainers that kept us laughing. and they were already talking about fasting month or worst, Hari Raya. -___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;And it was effing funny, definitely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;My schedule's totally tight this week. and my fever hasn't been going down abit! sheesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Monday : additional practice. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Tuesday: group practice cum costume-searching cum chilling out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Wednesday : practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Thursday : meeting my oh-haven't-met-up-for-ages Abu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Friday : rehearsal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Saturday : Mega Perdana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Sunday : either free, or terawih-ing. teehee. x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, my only entry without pictures. I'll update them soon. Awkward, but I'm beat.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-4171913587159062251?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/4171913587159062251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=4171913587159062251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4171913587159062251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4171913587159062251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/08/additional-practice-was-slacky.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLLY8WkOY9I/AAAAAAAAAy0/R2GjZHM5mVw/s72-c/DSC00021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-4094608544851865885</id><published>2008-08-25T00:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T01:43:07.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLGXle8HjJI/AAAAAAAAAyk/GLnKl0Jv2fc/s1600-h/24082008169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238134511824768146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLGXle8HjJI/AAAAAAAAAyk/GLnKl0Jv2fc/s320/24082008169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Awesome awesome Sunday. Lunch with family was definitely filling. Like duh, I don't have to rummage my purse and calculate the bill. Always an advantage when you have elder sister winning awards. But hey, the last time I checked, its been ages since I paid for a family meal. Hahaha. so? it doesn't make a difference does it? The brother was so busy looking for markers in town, which made a great disappoinment of not joining us.   -____- Boring ahh luu Bruuu. bahahaha.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238130850836563986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLGUQYsgyBI/AAAAAAAAAx8/TLU9yOmrkQI/s320/DSC00333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238133832883475650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLGW99r5lMI/AAAAAAAAAyU/zwrFaT4qqRo/s320/24082008167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238133818221606290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLGW9HEPNZI/AAAAAAAAAyM/PjvWCBr60OU/s320/24082008166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238134512967600914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLGXljMlyxI/AAAAAAAAAys/N6EAL0wNiWU/s320/24082008170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238134505996359842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLGXlJOhGKI/AAAAAAAAAyc/HIeX2pqvyKc/s320/24082008168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Caught Kallang Roar; interesting but pretty slow. Very motivational, for guys who sucked in football. Hahaha. and the guy acting as Dollah Kassim was so funny. I can't help laughing just seeing his face. I thought daddy might like the show, but he wanted to get home early; wasn't feeling to well. so tsk. but at least he enjoyed the food. yeay-mie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;Made a trip to Taman Warisan to catch the launching of Hari Raya streetlights in the evening cause I almost died of boredom. Performances by famous-ass people like Hady Mirza, Aliff Aziz, blablabla. It was raining so heavily okayy. Overall, I feel that the ones making the show so entertaining is Mark Lee &amp;amp; Suhaimi Yusof as emcees and Sleeq's performance. I don't quite listen to Malay songs but ironically I kinda like the songs from Sleeq. Awkward confession. pleahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;and check it, I actually got excited when the Sleeq kiddies came off stage and was totally in front of me. I don't know why I got so excited, and don't ask me why. and its times like this when I need a camera bad. tsk. okay dah diam. Hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;And thanks for showing the videos in the train lah okay. Uber scary, crazy and funny. Hahaha. and I can't stand the part you wanted to like tickle the man's balls. So pervertic lahh. Ishhk. Anyways, the Indian food must be so delicious right? Like duhh. Okay now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-4094608544851865885?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/4094608544851865885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=4094608544851865885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4094608544851865885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4094608544851865885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/08/awesome-awesome-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLGXle8HjJI/AAAAAAAAAyk/GLnKl0Jv2fc/s72-c/24082008169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-851141487460663694</id><published>2008-08-24T11:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T00:29:28.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLDWs15-AXI/AAAAAAAAAx0/6a_J28_e6i0/s1600-h/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237922432504693106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLDWs15-AXI/AAAAAAAAAx0/6a_J28_e6i0/s400/DSC00332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLDVw1YR_wI/AAAAAAAAAxs/LqfeGtgHbkU/s1600-h/DSC00326.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLDVlCo-QBI/AAAAAAAAAxk/xm1-WlSRWl4/s1600-h/DSC00331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237921198972485650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLDVlCo-QBI/AAAAAAAAAxk/xm1-WlSRWl4/s400/DSC00331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLDVWtwAlDI/AAAAAAAAAxc/mwXd0dKtC3I/s1600-h/DSC00327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237920952846685234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLDVWtwAlDI/AAAAAAAAAxc/mwXd0dKtC3I/s400/DSC00327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I had an amazing evening with the fireworks. It was utterly beautiful. I just love the moment when it would rise up and crack in the sky. A very awesome feeling that I don't mind having it over and over again. I wouldn't even have to grab pictures on it because it just keep reminiscing vividly in my mind. Its this feeling that I have been wanting to have for such a long time. The feeling of being soo awed and mesmerising. Its just wonderful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and why is it that I'd keep thinking about you, when you're long gone. why oh why. get out of my mind for once. sheesh. good thing I didnt fall for you. Sh, your gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a family lunch later; i'm famished. okay, enjoy your sundays everybody. Love you,cyg.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2449775539799396741-851141487460663694?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/851141487460663694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=851141487460663694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/851141487460663694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/851141487460663694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-had-amazing-evening-with-fireworks.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SLDWs15-AXI/AAAAAAAAAx0/6a_J28_e6i0/s72-c/DSC00332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-2502361686764210956</id><published>2008-08-21T22:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:39:15.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Pictures from my group practice on tuesday. We finished the song, or so to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237005316266827570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SK2UlprqnzI/AAAAAAAAAxE/_xyucWylm18/s400/practice1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237005319077300754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SK2Ul0JvChI/AAAAAAAAAxM/zR0AZCspbB4/s400/practice2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237005320505250770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SK2Ul5eL09I/AAAAAAAAAxU/9EE5vqtSVq0/s400/practice3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Syaz still owes me more of our photoshoot, or so it is called. and Rosy, my video. heehee. I'm so much looking forward to come down for practices, I have no idea why. Probably, my ass is growing fat at home! oh why why why do holidays have to be such a bore? pleah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So wednesday practice was okay too. I almost died coughing. Had a mini show-what-our-group-have-done-so-far; which is equals to madness. Syaz walked me home cause he needed some fresh air &amp;amp; that we so stay nearby each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, I've been down with fever for the past few days, and I have to forgo one thing that I was so excited about, the Beach. eghhh. I'm so sorry Sakinah and Dawn. I was just too sick that I can't get myself off the bed. So uncool! I've got so many people asking me out today, but I couldn't even decide or too weak to decide. Therefore, I had to let go of all the plans. haish. I wanna cry! uweeek. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm gonna be uber busy for the whole of next week. Shesh. and I really wanna go to the Beach, bad. haiyoh. Fasting month's in a week, I'm super excited. oh the breaking fast together with peoples, ooooo I so love it. Hee. To geylang and all. Aiyo, biler mau rayer?? x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;amino and maya : Perangai tkmo ckp-main-golf-sendiri-padahal2 ehh. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will upload pictures on tapestry soon, if I feel like it. Ocho ocho! xD&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-2502361686764210956?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/2502361686764210956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=2502361686764210956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/2502361686764210956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/2502361686764210956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/08/pictures-from-my-group-practice-on.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SK2UlprqnzI/AAAAAAAAAxE/_xyucWylm18/s72-c/practice1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-4899585251539927590</id><published>2008-08-18T23:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T00:18:13.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKmeeg1KepI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Ue6ShG7ruZc/s1600-h/Smile!002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235890288841095826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKmeeg1KepI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Ue6ShG7ruZc/s400/Smile!002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;It was definitely a great gossip session with peoples today. And believe it or not, we talked about the same person. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I got uber pissed because the Mum was making a whole big racket of me not doing the chores. Sheesh. Its uber unfair. My sisters didnt help her out. They just came home and eat. ROARRR! Who said that being the youngest is so cool? -_- Looking on the bright side, today was definitely better than last night. Yesterday sucks big time! pleah. Teehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So anyways, I met up with Fyzah machaa in the late afternoon, just to get my &lt;em&gt;Apek &lt;/em&gt;shoes at old woodlands. Told the whole story to her and she told hers. &lt;em&gt;Look at the moon&lt;/em&gt; eh machaa. Haha. So dinner was shroom burger at KFC, and as usual, I finished the food first because I was totally famished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then, met up with Amino and Maya and their friends! or rather, my friends. Bahaha. The world is seriously uber small. Nah, I think its just Singapore. Hahaha. About three to four of them were my primary school mates. and omg! Farhan Malek lah siow. My primary school closest friend. &lt;em&gt;Wahh, dapat jumpe then bbual mcm tk ingat dunia.&lt;/em&gt; HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And funken gerek okay to talk about the same person eh Amino &amp;amp; Maya. Bahaha. Korg perangai tkmo _ _ _ _ ehh! (fill in the blanks yourself) HAHA. Ah? Ahh? AAAahhhh. HAHA. okay shuddup yussie. so anyways, I only have three pictures. okay go! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235890285438005826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKmeeUJzckI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GRv1XQI4knU/s400/Smile!000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235890283311466402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKmeeMOzB6I/AAAAAAAAAws/XXGfLFiWNYA/s400/smile1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hee. So today was definitely better than yesterday. Definitely! Thankyou BigBig to the three of you. &lt;em&gt;Sayang korg&lt;/em&gt;. *hugg* Hee. Let's have more gossip session soon. And Maya, &lt;em&gt;citer wayang hantu&lt;/em&gt;! Go check it out. xD &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-4899585251539927590?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/4899585251539927590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=4899585251539927590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4899585251539927590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4899585251539927590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-was-definitely-great-gossip-session.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKmeeg1KepI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Ue6ShG7ruZc/s72-c/Smile!002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-1065831430988890420</id><published>2008-08-16T21:05:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:49:50.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I suddenly realised that I took alot of pictures with Haiqal, I wonder why. Haha. Okay, DPDP. The one on bottom left, is uber funny. We act like a couple, me = the guy, &amp;amp; haiqal = the girl. Hahaha. &amp;amp; like always, I had Akmal's hat 'floating'. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKbYfFIwmHI/AAAAAAAAAv8/IIAWH94lZGI/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235109645331241074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKbYfFIwmHI/AAAAAAAAAv8/IIAWH94lZGI/s400/page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Yeay! Like finally. Pictures pictures pictures on the pizzas with 34ks &amp;amp; bbq! &lt;em&gt;Suker suker!&lt;/em&gt; Thankyou Zuzu and Azz. *hug* x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235109860625296402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKbYrnK3LBI/AAAAAAAAAwE/TVhJEfTUkhQ/s400/page1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The pizza meal was hellova crazy. I've got a 'pregnant lady' tummy at the end of the day. Sheesh. Haha. And I've been trying to plan for the Sentosa trip, but I have doubts that not many can make it, or don't even want to make it. Fine, I'll go there by myself. &lt;em&gt;Chey, merajok ehh.&lt;/em&gt; Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Beats Encore's BBQ in school on Wednesday after practice. Not many turned up. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235110229521418642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKbZBFajSZI/AAAAAAAAAwU/vnky03pd4wA/s400/page3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235110066385545762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKbY3lr7aiI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Zgn-Lx4I3dM/s400/page2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I like the shot on Maman on the last bottom left. I find it nice, just that I personally think the ketchup bottle should be removed. Haha. I don't wanna elaborate further. It might turn me on. (eww, Noooo).Oh yes, I had to do thousands of forfeits just because I sucked big time in the games. And it was all Baton-ass but fun. I was lucky that somebody didn't mention &lt;s&gt;'freaky night : $12.65'.&lt;/s&gt;phew. Bahaha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And right now, I simply can't believe that I'm &lt;em&gt;decomposing &lt;/em&gt;at home. -_- I was supposed to go to the Beach with Syaheeda today, but had to forgo the plan because initially the Mum wanted me to be at the mosque. It was not until afternoon, that she suggested I should stay at home to 'look after the house'. Angry angry! grrrr. Btw, I received a call when I was in Ikea, and I'm going to California fitness this thursday. Like finally, I can lose some weight. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't ask me what I'm doing now cause it will definitely murder your ears and eyes. xD Okay fine, I was browsing through some videos until I saw this : memory flashbacks ey?, Awkward. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9z7t-Ox3XvU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9z7t-Ox3XvU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, stop laughing at me. Let me go see more old videos and laugh to myself. Hahaha. pathetic yussie. Somebody please bring me out soon. Sheesh. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Now don't you worry about my boyfriend, the boyfriend name is Decerino. I don't want him, couldn't stand him" Haha. do the dance people. Dont be shy. HAHAHA. okay bye. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-1065831430988890420?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/1065831430988890420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=1065831430988890420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/1065831430988890420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/1065831430988890420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-suddenly-realised-that-i-took-alot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKbYfFIwmHI/AAAAAAAAAv8/IIAWH94lZGI/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-1789725626004140784</id><published>2008-08-16T10:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T11:17:34.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKZGkPGvSQI/AAAAAAAAAvk/xaylhPUSX0s/s1600-h/fashion_photography_tricycle_riding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234949205208811778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKZGkPGvSQI/AAAAAAAAAvk/xaylhPUSX0s/s320/fashion_photography_tricycle_riding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Oh wow. Its only the fourth day of holidays, and I'm already feeling the bore. pfft. I seriously have no idea what I have been doing lately. The mum was definitely much happier because her house is now ultimately clean. Thankyou yussie. Haha. and due to that, I've got some big cash from the Mum. booyah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;With all the money in the world, what more can you ask for right? Shopping spree lerr. Duhhh. I tired doing alone-shopping &amp;amp; it was super great. Seriously, y'all should try it one day. It actually opens up your mind to have to deal with only your own opinions. No *eww, that doesn't suit you* from friends. Hehe. But it might get a lil tough, when you're indecisive like me. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Unfortunately, im not a big spender, so I'll usually keep the money till I've found what I really Really like. And to even buy something that I like so much is just so 'is it really worth it?'. Haha. But I do not give a damn, cause as long as I'm happy, then I'm HAPPY. Teehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, the song EasyWay is like immovable in my head, thankyou Faiz. Bahaha. I kept playing it while doing the alone-shopping. It was so relaxing really. So HichangKudin! Haha. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aight, I'm going to Ikea with the Mum and Dad. I'm still waiting for Zuzu BE to send me the pictures on BE's bbq the other day. Zuzu,cepat! Weehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ps: Thankyou for even finding the time to spend with me. Though, walking in the hot sun was soo 'dropping your image'. Bahahaha.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-1789725626004140784?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/1789725626004140784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=1789725626004140784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/1789725626004140784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/1789725626004140784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKZGkPGvSQI/AAAAAAAAAvk/xaylhPUSX0s/s72-c/fashion_photography_tricycle_riding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-6558093732801069822</id><published>2008-08-12T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T14:44:23.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lunch on Monday with people. I freaking love the Anney shirt! Thankyou so much. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKJSZbQKAUI/AAAAAAAAAug/W9dUE3EoC1Q/s1600-h/11082008943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233836313723666754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKJSZbQKAUI/AAAAAAAAAug/W9dUE3EoC1Q/s400/11082008943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I skipped the last day of school today just to have a huge and tiring fun day with my friends. Breakfast was at ang mo kio though I was late by an hour. I had a sleepy start, as always. But it was just so great that they actually waited for me though I received naggings when I arrived. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233845191743142210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKJaeMc8eUI/AAAAAAAAAuo/pvswSso62X8/s400/12082008947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233845193693760994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKJaeTuAjeI/AAAAAAAAAuw/kV3Iew8j6ys/s400/12082008948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After breakfast, we wandered around like freaking lost souls till by noon, we decided to have a bowling session. And trust me, it was super fun. Or maybe that's just because I got in third. Weehee.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233846137976260434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKJbVRcgB1I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/zTIkmgE0sC8/s400/12082008956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I find the shot above so Awwwsome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233845626998679458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKJa3h5856I/AAAAAAAAAu4/i47BZtgtflA/s400/12082008951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233845634134955570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKJa38fX1jI/AAAAAAAAAvA/OeJoXmBjQDY/s400/12082008953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Look at the girl go. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233846132379008130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKJbU8mAvII/AAAAAAAAAvI/iRobMqY_uuw/s400/12082008955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gerald discoverd a little theory about me bowling. He figured that when I was about to bowl, I would swing my body to the left. I'm not sure how to explain it but it was definitely Yussie's Style. HAHA. and Gerald tried doing the Yussie's style and he got a strike okay! While I did it and got spares 3 times in a row. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After bowling was pizza session with 34ks. I was drop dead full, I swear. I haven't got the chance to grab the pictures from Azz. So yeahh, i'll upload it as soon as I have it. I'm pretty sure that I'm so gonna miss this whole bunch. HAHA. I know, I have been saying that for the previous entries but I can't help it! Sheesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Made a trip to Bedok after that only to find the freaking bus to breakdown in the highway. -_- Rushdan was in the same bus and its just so uber cool lah kn. I mean, this is a very rare occasion. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sentosa okayy people? Gogogo! Weehee. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-6558093732801069822?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/6558093732801069822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=6558093732801069822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/6558093732801069822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/6558093732801069822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/08/lunch-on-monday-with-people.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKJSZbQKAUI/AAAAAAAAAug/W9dUE3EoC1Q/s72-c/11082008943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-4987140325932316075</id><published>2008-08-11T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:27:37.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKBZ4VGuqcI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CB7fV2mb7qo/s1600-h/09052008424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233281591277431234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKBZ4VGuqcI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CB7fV2mb7qo/s400/09052008424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;This was taken during Culture's module! x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its the very last day for Culture's module. Aww, it's just so sad that it ended so soon. My favourite module ever! Sheeshh. Lunch was with three-four-K peoples. I funkeningly can't upload the pictures because my cellphone happen to drop in the toilet bowl at the wrong time, wrong place, Wrong word, Wrong day. All so WRONG! Roar!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So practice was okay, except the fact that I suddenly lost the sense of rhythm which is causing me to be unsure on when to come in for my part. eghhh. and its freakingly tiring, and like always, I feel super sleepy! Haish. Next time, I'm gonna need to bring some toothepicks to shuff it at my eyelids, just like Mr Bean. Weehee. But its gonna be uber painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and yes Hiqal. DPDP! "Don't Panic, Don;t Panic". Hahaha. Its suppose to be "different people, different perspectives" okayy. Aww, I'm freakingly gonna miss all of you. Ishhk. Alah! Tk nak tukar class lahh! Alah alah alah ALAH!! sheessh. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dah lah, my cell is still not reviving now. I wanna cry! ): Baby, please wake up from the dead-no-colour-screen postition of yours. I love you still! Boohoo. you're my bestest Birthday gift, I really can't live without you. So baby, please wake up okayy. I've got numbers stored inside. I need to call so many people! Please! Uwekkk. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ps: HAHA! kene Cekop or whatt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, and for all the pisang's who laughed at me for dropping my cell in the bowl, Thanks Ehhh! grrr. Hahaha. okay bye. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-4987140325932316075?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/4987140325932316075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=4987140325932316075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4987140325932316075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4987140325932316075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-was-taken-during-cultures-module-x.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8B0EwpsWYic/SKBZ4VGuqcI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CB7fV2mb7qo/s72-c/09052008424.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-3526697015263681976</id><published>2008-08-10T11:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:38:22.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJ5c92bTo9I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/WKGRJlr9Dkc/s1600-h/24072008(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232722034702918610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJ5c92bTo9I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/WKGRJlr9Dkc/s400/24072008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJ5cg3S1uGI/AAAAAAAAAuA/zP8CvTnfjRQ/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232721536719632482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJ5cg3S1uGI/AAAAAAAAAuA/zP8CvTnfjRQ/s400/DSC00064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJ5chNN6EFI/AAAAAAAAAuI/r-Eiu1Du4lc/s1600-h/DSC00774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232721542604525650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJ5chNN6EFI/AAAAAAAAAuI/r-Eiu1Du4lc/s400/DSC00774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJ5cMFIa4xI/AAAAAAAAAtw/zfljBLLEiVw/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232721179656774418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJ5cMFIa4xI/AAAAAAAAAtw/zfljBLLEiVw/s400/DSC00075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJ5cMcv-ETI/AAAAAAAAAt4/83Rhes1b7iQ/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232721185996673330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJ5cMcv-ETI/AAAAAAAAAt4/83Rhes1b7iQ/s400/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;These are just random pictures that I SUDDENLY feel like uploading. I have no idea why and dont even bother to ask.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been feeling kinda confused this days. Maybe I think too much, or just take things too heavily. I don't know. I've been feeling crazy like I've been missing you soo much. and why is that? I've been thinking alot Alot about you though i'm always out busy-ing. Now I'm just left with just a question; is this Love already? Cause if it is, its starting to hurt. and why the funkening hell am I feeling this way? sheesh. Or maybe, I just feel like;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lying close to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feeling your heart beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I'm wondering what you're dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wondering if it's me you're seeing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I just want to stay with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In this moment forever, forever and ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cause I just Don't Wanna Miss a Thing.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh and Happy Anney the 2nd. yeapp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ps: I freakingly miss you, much.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-3526697015263681976?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/3526697015263681976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=3526697015263681976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3526697015263681976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3526697015263681976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/08/these-are-just-random-pictures-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJ5c92bTo9I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/WKGRJlr9Dkc/s72-c/24072008(005).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-7145788261304508571</id><published>2008-08-07T11:34:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:27:34.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Yesterday's after practice pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJpuesmgyDI/AAAAAAAAAso/yrFeZ1ppgRE/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231775489667688258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJsAFrY850I/AAAAAAAAAtY/HLNThwNdUoo/s400/trcc.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So practice was like forever Okay. I'm getting use to the fact that my fingers are 'known' to the swelling. I am looking forward to my group session more because its freaking exciting. Oh well, but the finale song is getting more &lt;em&gt;funken&lt;/em&gt; everytime. Shaite. Hee. My group had a mini discussion about costumes and stuffs plus a lil' movement here and there. I was turning super bored that I started doing a little dance on the comfy seat. Crazy? I know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, today was the last day of Science module and ironically, I found it to be very fun! Or maybe, that's just because my dearest faci gave us a huge pizza treat. That's just totally because not many of us turn for class. There were two teams and only one presentation. How wicked is that? Weehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231790072166405186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJsNWfbk1EI/AAAAAAAAAtg/t3mFSc8KK_I/s400/pizza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The pictures of writings on the whiteboard was what I wrote for my faci and the other one were just orders for the treat in F language which is super funny! HAHA. I know I'm sweet, and its so impressive that faci was able to read it out in proper English! wahaha. and don't mind the horrible handwriting. pfft!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231794892166328306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJsRvDVG7_I/AAAAAAAAAto/ySqBRJ-0-QY/s400/page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And these are all pictures of my closest friends that I have in class. I so love the fact that we met each other. They are the best ever. They were the ones that always brainwashed me to skip classes but were also the ones to always make me smile. So skipping classes with them is so worth it everytime. &lt;em&gt;Sayang korang lah!&lt;/em&gt; Its super sad to like be leaving them so soon. Boohoo. I hate the fact that I need to introduce myself all over again for next semester. &lt;em&gt;Alahh, tk nk tukar&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;class lahh! tk suker tk suker!&lt;/em&gt; Hmph. Whatever it is, I hope we would still stay in contact no matter what. Furthermore, school's so big and its so rare to be bumping to each other. Alah, alah, alah, ALAH! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ps: and its not white okey, its Purple! 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She's uber cute lah can. Hehe. And was so happy to get that CareBear from us. Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, had two mini celebrations on Sunday. For Aryani and Fyzah lah ehh. Heh. Wawa and herself came to my place at night to finish up her brochure thingy. Yeapp. And i freaking had nothing to give her lah can. So i decided to just get her a slice of coffee cake with a single candle. I dont know how it works lah but she was like "aww, so sweet!" weehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- - - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So practice was okey, we still got a lot of things to brush up on. Nevermind, it takes patience and alot of time ( of which we are running out of). But anyways, I figured that if we put our heart to it, we're gona do great. Okey, like what is this? Motivational talk or what. Haha.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So anyways, a $12.65 just to do that? Wahaha. that was really something. I mean who would even give $0.65? hahah. funny lah and yet freakyyishh! Eghhh. Two months eh, bahahaha. Overall, it was a great night (not the fact that I got Oohhs-lalas!) HAHA. and you've got yourself a secret admirer! Cool or what! Wootwoot. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh3, before I forget, I need to leave this portion of the page to thank Syahidah. For editting my oh-so-greeny-yellow-favourite desktop! Ohmygod, really, its so beautiful lah can! And she managed to do it in one night (though she said she can't). Thankyou soo much Darling! weehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ps: This is beautiful. It's Never a rainy day in London because with you, everything falls into place. xD&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-4406604824014013748?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/4406604824014013748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=4406604824014013748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4406604824014013748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/4406604824014013748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-3rd-birthday-nurul-aryani-sayang.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJa5xDKbYlI/AAAAAAAAArg/B7w9Lpa3S50/s72-c/DSC00022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-6914646450053050845</id><published>2008-08-02T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:18:28.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJVMrmp4pBI/AAAAAAAAAq4/fNUZimYMQQ0/s1600-h/DSC04111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230170854255010834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJVMrmp4pBI/AAAAAAAAAq4/fNUZimYMQQ0/s400/DSC04111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Freaking&lt;/span&gt; 19th Birthday &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Raffizah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bte Ahmad&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;19 or what Machaaa! Haha. Counting the days we know each other right, its like what?11 freaking years lah can! I've seen your boobs growing from small to big man. Sampai TAF Club masok and kuar samer2! And and, when i fell you were still talking to Yourself! Great Friendship with you lah ehh.Wahaha. Anyways, hope you had fun lah okey. And enjoy life not to the fullest. Half enjoy, half ingat Tuhan. Bahaha. So happy growing old you Old Fart! Weehee. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The picture stop it eh fyzahh?. Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Made a trip to town again, with Shining star.Weehee. Walked awhile, saw the performance and left for fireworks. Hee. And yeapp, syaheeda made new friends lah kan? Hee. And to you, don't worry you face is not inside the NDP book. Haha, okay sorry!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And and and, the fireworks were awesome lah can! Sheesh. But like abit only. Me not happy. pfft! Nehmind, nehmind. Heh. xD So after catching that, met Kak Lin &amp;amp; her freaking-rich boyfriend. Hee. Had dinner at Lau Pa Sat and the band was freaking cool or what lah can! Haha. And the songs they played were uber retro but super nice lah. It was definitely entertaining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230180747152891106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJVVrckinOI/AAAAAAAAArA/lbKbgKcsNbU/s400/Photo0155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230180749242798050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJVVrkW0D-I/AAAAAAAAArI/KSsBHtg87ik/s400/Photo0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;---&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230183209467442482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJVX6xaE9TI/AAAAAAAAArY/vgiTZ9MEEhQ/s400/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230182553369352178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJVXUlQGl_I/AAAAAAAAArQ/tDeuwTQtbYg/s400/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And abang Pipit has this wonderful theory about the 3 different types of Coca-cola which is so incredible yet confusing. Haha, but anyways, at least I managed to differentiate the differences. Heh. So yeap, I had fun overall SETELAH sumernyer berlaku. *inside joke* HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ps: Please get well soon. and keep on Smiling! Hee. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-6914646450053050845?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/6914646450053050845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=6914646450053050845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/6914646450053050845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/6914646450053050845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-freaking-19th-birthday-raffizah.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJVMrmp4pBI/AAAAAAAAAq4/fNUZimYMQQ0/s72-c/DSC04111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-6635904021476651974</id><published>2008-08-01T12:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:11:09.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJKStLYo1ZI/AAAAAAAAAqw/UyRjb8yX3EQ/s1600-h/wan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJKPU3WDdlI/AAAAAAAAAqo/cwDD1DPbooQ/s1600-h/sepet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229399705947174482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJKPU3WDdlI/AAAAAAAAAqo/cwDD1DPbooQ/s400/sepet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJKPMlj6n9I/AAAAAAAAAqY/J9QKSIfM_yg/s1600-h/Fai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229399563734523858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJKPMlj6n9I/AAAAAAAAAqY/J9QKSIfM_yg/s400/Fai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229399167802923138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJKO1imd2II/AAAAAAAAAqQ/cgCTYNZuS7s/s400/wan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Chats with these three guys. Super funny okey. Hahaha. They typed the same thing together and I did the same thing to the three of them. Haha. We said ily to one another and ended up with ILY Batman Forever. Like wth! Hahaahaa. So anyway's Fika asked me to do this, so why not give it a try lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;1. The person who last tag you is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"ME" as at 3.12pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;2.Your relationship with him/her is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;errr, *kening naik2*. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;3.Your first five impression on him/her: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;-short! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;-cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;-fierce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;-short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;-and Short!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;4.the most memorable thing he/she has done for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;adding me at msn!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;5:the most memorable thing he/she had said to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"go Capoiera with me in August."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;6.if he or she becomes your lover, you will:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAHAHA. close my mouth with two hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;7. if he or she becomes your lover,thing he/she has to improve on is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nothing, I think. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;8. If he/she become your enemy, you will:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Take his mallet and hit his head. hee. (sorry!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;9. If he/she become your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;he stopped making me laugh, i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;10. The most desire thing you want to do for him/her now is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Alaa. I don't know luhh! Even if i know, im not gona tell. HAHA. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cool, hot ,snorty, adorable and SHORT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I don't know. Funny and irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I can move my eyes left to right quickly when i'm blushing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate yourself are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I don't hate myself. I'm a gift from God.Wahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;My Mother. . my mother,she loves me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;16. For people that care and like you, say something to them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thankyou, love you all. weehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wished to know how they feel about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;1) Syaheeda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;2) Hisyam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;3) Izwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;4) Fyzah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;5) Sham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;6) Yuhtee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;7) Azz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;8) Faiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;9) Syaza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;10) Abu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;18.Who is no.6 having relationship with? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nope. I think so ahh. kn yuhtee??  Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;19. Is no.9 a male or female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Female syg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;20.If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wahaha. Kalau dah jodoh lah kn. But confirm kecoh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;21. What is no.2 studying about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Automotive thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;yesterday! like its been ages!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;23. What kind of music does no.8 like? &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ska i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;24. Does no.1 have any siblings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yeapp. And he's Akmal's friend okey. Small world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;25. Will you woo no.3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;err, hahaha. entah. Done. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;26. How about no.7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yeap. She's hot! x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;27. Is no.4 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fyzah??! haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;28. What is the surname of no.5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Surname? entah ehh, Malays don't use surname, so probably Haniz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;29. What 's the hobby of no.4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sleep and fall in love. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;30. Does no.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Noo, they always argue at coffeeshop and so happy to leave each other when they're in the train. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;31. Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ITE Ang Mo Kio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;32. Talk something casually about no.1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I just love her alot, more than anything. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;33. Have you tried developing feelings for no.8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;gilerr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;34. Where does no.9 live at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Alermak, sorry this one i'm not sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;35. What colour does no.4 like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Purple! chey, confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;36. Are no.5 and 1 best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;They will be. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;37. Does no.1 have any pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nopey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;38. Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;heee. no comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;39. What is no. 10 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Selling donuts at Tiong Bahru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hahaha. Gona meet syaheeda later. hee. Update again soon. Weehee. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-6635904021476651974?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/6635904021476651974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=6635904021476651974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/6635904021476651974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/6635904021476651974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/08/chats-with-these-three-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJKPU3WDdlI/AAAAAAAAAqo/cwDD1DPbooQ/s72-c/sepet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-3216050911057984364</id><published>2008-07-31T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:13:49.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJHR-nkFdkI/AAAAAAAAAqI/7rMfJ0pwIkE/s1600-h/jiggyjig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229191516056286786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJHR-nkFdkI/AAAAAAAAAqI/7rMfJ0pwIkE/s400/jiggyjig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;center&gt; Aight, yesterday's pictures for the movie with peoples. Teehee. The JiggyJig cap is uber cool okey Mal. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, ohmygahh. I have no idea what's gone into me this week. I've been cutting school short for three days in a row now. Sheesh. But I stayed a little longer today, of which I think doesn't make a difference. pleah. So I did a lil Don't Mess With the Zohan like in the school's library before heading to town to have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And omygahhhhh! I was up the hill when I bumped into Abu! Goodness gracious, its been ages since I saw him &amp;amp; to see him alive and kicking was so exciting! Hahaha. I know its crazy, but aww, super glad that we saw each other. We didn't get a chance to talk much, and the only thing I asked was "where you going?? See you around bro!" Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeap, made a tiny trip to town just to have dinner which was super fun and err, embarrassing and secary and and And! Hahaha. you really made me think so deeply about my future okey, and its uber secary lah can! Now that I've spilled all the beans, I feel so blushy okey. Hahaha. Thanks ehh, now I can't help smiling to myself. -.- Heee. 31st July, will never forget this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey, I think that's about it. I won't be skipping classes again. Promise ( cross fingers xD.) Tommorrow's Computing and I'm so excited! NOT. pleahhh. -__________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Totally hornic, and on the first night? nahh, you would'nt wanna do that! hahaha. Awww, Don't cry.Hee. x) &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449775539799396741-3216050911057984364?l=yussieopahh89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/feeds/3216050911057984364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449775539799396741&amp;postID=3216050911057984364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3216050911057984364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449775539799396741/posts/default/3216050911057984364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yussieopahh89.blogspot.com/2008/07/aight-yesterdays-pictures-for-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>yussie opahh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJHR-nkFdkI/AAAAAAAAAqI/7rMfJ0pwIkE/s72-c/jiggyjig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449775539799396741.post-6162373340809926824</id><published>2008-07-30T23:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T00:19:59.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJCJrAgbX5I/AAAAAAAAAqA/uXv1lvoCQMs/s1600-h/cats2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228830539340537746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8B0EwpsWYic/SJCJrAgbX5I/AAAAAAAAAqA/uXv1lvoCQMs/s400/cats2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt; &lt;center&gt;I know, like what the yell is Mr Miller doing on the top right but I just can't keep my eyes off him. Weehee. Anyways, the rest were pictures from Monday's practice. I love the top left picture. For real. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;So yeapp, cut school again today. This time, to catch Hellboy. Yeah, tell me about it. I fell asleep again like pfft. -_______- Super sleepy. But I managed to brainwash Joyce &amp;amp; Amanda off the class, which is an achievement okey! I'm a bad &lt;em&gt;shastika&lt;/em&gt;, I know. And in the theatre, I would keep saying 'ahh, nie mesti cium' when there were some kissing parts, like what Akmal would usually say. Hahaha. Effing funny. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;So after all that, dragged myself to school for practice and almost died. Haha. My friends were brainwashing me to skip practice and it was again, super tempting! But I was looking forward for something. you make me wanna come for practice. sheesh. and yeah, thanks to that, my friends are calling percussion practice as 'make noise'. pfft. -.- so they'll be like ' yus, you not going to make noise ah?' thanks to Gerald-eatshitfuckoffanddie. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;It was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maya's&lt;/span&gt; birthday anyways. So &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt; teehee. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:calibri;"&gt;And so, singing sessions on the way back was super entertaining okeyy. Weehee. suker suker! maybe y'all should give it a try. Walking and singing the whole time, its a super diduper exercise. you'll gain muscles because you'll be laughing your hearts out. And its Permasuri not Permaidani okay! Bahahaha. so yeap, that's about it. Today's pictures would be uploaded when I grab it from Amanda's-Boyfriend-buy-for-her ca
