<?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-3251431687819913525</id><updated>2011-07-30T23:32:24.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her--Life :D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-9198000183768497825</id><published>2010-07-31T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T17:29:01.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr-ing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I created a tumblr account. But I'm so lost. Help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But that doesn't mean I'm letting you go, blogger. Don't fret. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That is, provided, I can manage two blogs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do check out my tumblr though, and follow, of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shout--itout.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://shout--itout.tumblr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-9198000183768497825?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/9198000183768497825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/07/tumblr-ing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/9198000183768497825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/9198000183768497825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/07/tumblr-ing.html' title='Tumblr-ing.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-4947248478744928210</id><published>2010-07-23T20:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T21:28:55.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TEmYcwl21ZI/AAAAAAAAAgE/RncJbGLj0FU/s1600/1friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497092440029844882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TEmYcwl21ZI/AAAAAAAAAgE/RncJbGLj0FU/s320/1friend.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;God, That's fast. July's coming to an end. *groans* July, has been very much eventful. Woah. Understatement of the year. In fact, this whole of July I've been feeling really really happy. And I guess I'm not the only one. Priyaa, would be, too. And trust me, she has much more reasons than I do, to be happy :D I'll bet July2010 is her most favourite month of the year. Haha. I've come to realise, how much I love and treasure my family and friends. And as much as we've had our differences, petty fights, tonnes of misunderstandings, I love my friends alot. :D Honestly. And I thank God for blessing me with the presence of people I'll always love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Rashidha, Priyaa, Divya, Mariyah= *heart shaped fingers*-Mariyah's signature , no? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, was thinking hard the other day, and I began writing this. Not really classic poetry. But it's from me.Something I wanna express, from deep within. And I just felt like posting it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Take a moment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Make a wish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Think of God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;And all that He's done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;The reason for your very existence, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;The purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;The deeds you've done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;the sins committed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;And after all those,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;What &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; we worth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;When our bodies are buried beneath this soil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;When our flesh rots to feed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;When we finally dissolve to nothingness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;When we're left with merely our souls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;So why are we here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;What have we done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;What's gonna happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Once we're gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;So take moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;To think and reflect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Take a moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Make a wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-fiqah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;God loves us. Every single one of us. Good or bad, rich or poor, ugly or beautiful, He doesn't see the difference. We're all His beautiful creation, His gifts. We're all loved. So throw away all worries and smile, `cause at the end of the day, someone up there still loves us, despite all our imperfections. (:&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/3251431687819913525-4947248478744928210?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/4947248478744928210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/07/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4947248478744928210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4947248478744928210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/07/love.html' title='Love ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/TEmYcwl21ZI/AAAAAAAAAgE/RncJbGLj0FU/s72-c/1friend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-5979735577848457596</id><published>2010-07-09T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T21:32:39.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paulthewhat ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TDckendGHPI/AAAAAAAAAf8/j9YlDyvOXj4/s1600/paul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491898379007302898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TDckendGHPI/AAAAAAAAAf8/j9YlDyvOXj4/s320/paul.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;WC2010 Finals: Holland-Spain. Who would have ever thought of it ? :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Expect Paul the Octupus maybe. *rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't care that the damn octupus has predicted Spain's win in this match, I'm definitely hoping Holland would win. Not that I support Holland or anything. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;That octupus certainly isn't psychic. Oh please, he looks physically deformed, if anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;No offense, Paul. ;P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahhh. I'm friggin tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And what's with the homework overload?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hrrrmph.&lt;/span&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/3251431687819913525-5979735577848457596?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/5979735577848457596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/07/paulthewhat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5979735577848457596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5979735577848457596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/07/paulthewhat.html' title='Paulthewhat ?'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/TDckendGHPI/AAAAAAAAAf8/j9YlDyvOXj4/s72-c/paul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-3859690032570416460</id><published>2010-07-04T16:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T16:42:04.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that's soccer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TDA__VPNeyI/AAAAAAAAAf0/A15y5w2OsCU/s1600/jabulani.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489958303029885730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TDA__VPNeyI/AAAAAAAAAf0/A15y5w2OsCU/s320/jabulani.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;[A world cup not to be forgotten; full of unexpected turnouts.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haha. What a world cup. I supported 3 teams. Argentina, Germany and Brazil. And I was super confident that Argentina was gonna ace it this year. Well, partially because they'd get to keep the cup. But. Both Argentina and Brazil are out. Wait. I'm not gonna wail. To be honest, Brazil did not try hard enough. In fact, I was shocked with their performance against Holland. It was so not a match I wanted to see. Holland's main aim was to get Brazil frustrated. Which they succeeded in doing. Brazil may have scored the first goal. But they got all complacent. The rest of the game, well, I don't know what to say. They allowed 2 goals to pass through. And towards the end of the match, they were showing their temper. Which was pointless actually. Match ended in 2-1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Last night, Hussain bro came over to watch the Germany-Argentina match. To be honest, I wanted Argentina to win. So did dad and bros. But to me, it didn't really matter even if Germany won. Cause, after all they're a great team. And I do like them, though not as much as Argentina. But you've got to give it to them, it was a good match, with Germany playing exceptionally awesome-ly. Haha. I enjoyed the match, though Argentina got owned 4-0. Sad, I was. But they did their best. Problem is, there was a hole in their defense. Whereas, Germany's defense was damn strong. If it was Paraguay, Argentina would've been in the semis now. Spain just got lucky. Anyhow, they'd be facing Germany next. Haha, farewell Spain. We'll miss you, yeah? And c'mon Spain supporters, you have really no idea who they're going against right? (: Did you guys watch them play with Paraguay? Aw, C'mon man. You know they don't stand a chance against the Germans. That's for sure. I really have to compliment the German team though, it has much improved from than last year's. Especially Klose, Podolski and Muller. They're great players. Klose, especially, wow. He's dangerous man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And after seeing comments on fb about the ref being bribed and all, I feel I have to say something. Please lah people, you guys really think Fifa will let that slip by? No way man. It's highly unlikely for that to happen, so stop blaming the ref if your team loses. Accept it. Soccer's like that. All's fair. I too, supported Argentina. But fate has it that they lose. So be it. Just accept it if the other team plays well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, my point is. With Argentina being out in the quater finals, and Brazil too, I'm left with supporting Germany. I hope to see them carry the cup this year :D But then again, there's Holland and Uruguay which should never be underestimated. Spain? Hah. Forget it. Well, whoever wins, it's surely an unexpected WC we're having this year. Well, that's soccer. The ball &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;round, after all. (;&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/3251431687819913525-3859690032570416460?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/3859690032570416460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/07/thats-soccer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3859690032570416460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3859690032570416460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/07/thats-soccer.html' title='that&apos;s soccer.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/TDA__VPNeyI/AAAAAAAAAf0/A15y5w2OsCU/s72-c/jabulani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-3158719475052240023</id><published>2010-06-24T17:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T17:49:39.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I wanna play a game ;"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TCMkbWtSRNI/AAAAAAAAAfs/QLh85Yci3Oo/s1600/saw+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 216px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486268823437984978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TCMkbWtSRNI/AAAAAAAAAfs/QLh85Yci3Oo/s320/saw+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm currently addicted to two things; The movie SAW and Zain Bikha's nasheeds. No link, I know. One's a gory film filled about torturing people mercilessly and the other is about songs praising Allah. Funny:D I'll tell you why I'm loving them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Firstly, SAW. Hahha, for those who've watched any of the parts of the SAW saga, you guys would've known what the storyline's all about. For those who haven't, don't worry I'm not gonna spoil it for you. Go watch it. It's gruesomely awesome :D But it's not for the faint hearted though. Or those who find blasting, sawing, slashing, digging out or breaking of any body parts disgusting, for that matter. Just a warning. (: But that's not why I love the movie. It's the entire plot that I find creative and original. It's something new. Especially the endings of each part. They're totally unexpected and I love that. You spend the entire time watching the movie, thinking about what's gonna happen in the end. But you'll never figure it out, you'll be kept in anxious suspense. I'd rate it four and a half stars. My personal favourite is SAW I, but in terms of the death traps, I find SAW II cool. Over all, the movie's wicked. (; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Coming to Zain Bikha, well, his singing is awesome. The second thing, is the fact that he doesn't even need music for his songs. His voice itself sounds like music. Serious. Check out his songs and you'll know what I mean. (; Third thing, the lyrics. So damn true. Especially from the song "Which of Allah's favours can we deny?" It's friggin nice. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anywaay, Argentina has gotten into the round of 16 with the full 9 points babeyyh! ~ ARGENTINA FTW! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Alrighttys, food is calling out to me. Heh. Adios. &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/3251431687819913525-3158719475052240023?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/3158719475052240023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-wanna-play-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3158719475052240023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3158719475052240023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-wanna-play-game.html' title='&quot;I wanna play a game ;&quot;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/TCMkbWtSRNI/AAAAAAAAAfs/QLh85Yci3Oo/s72-c/saw+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-5493203074622264829</id><published>2010-06-23T10:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T10:42:54.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGENTINA FTW;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TCF0bZTvXqI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Z6JeMoD-EN8/s1600/argentina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 333px; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485793835112947362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TCF0bZTvXqI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Z6JeMoD-EN8/s320/argentina.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Argentina todo el camino ! :D&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/3251431687819913525-5493203074622264829?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/5493203074622264829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/06/argentina-ftw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5493203074622264829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5493203074622264829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/06/argentina-ftw.html' title='ARGENTINA FTW;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/TCF0bZTvXqI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Z6JeMoD-EN8/s72-c/argentina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-1986560475785774668</id><published>2010-06-20T19:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T19:31:06.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFA FEVER;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm baaack. *sings* Homework still unfinished. Was too busy enjoying myself in Malaysia. Heh. Watched most of the world cup matches at the coffeeshop. TV3 cheated on me. I thought they would screen it. They didn't. -.- Ah well, it was fun watching it with a crowd anyway. Argentina's awesome. So is Brazil. But Germany's last match was dissapointing. S'okay. They'd better win Ghana though. They trashed Aussies but lost to the Serbs. Heartache. Haiz. It's been a world cup full of surprises. And more will come. I'm just waiting for England to fall flat on their face. I'm friggin laugh my arse off man. Oooh, I got myself an Argentina jersey. NO.10 babeyyh! LIONEL MESSI! *screams* He's spells a.m.a.z.i.n.g on the field. Next Maradona, no doubt :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TB37vRDP8lI/AAAAAAAAAfc/kXUM1UnoSvM/s1600/no.9+arg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484816710656586322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TB37vRDP8lI/AAAAAAAAAfc/kXUM1UnoSvM/s320/no.9+arg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Gonzalo Higuain.No.9.Argentina.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TB35ALYxjSI/AAAAAAAAAe8/dTEXD0HL_Hs/s1600/vela.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484813702659149090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TB35ALYxjSI/AAAAAAAAAe8/dTEXD0HL_Hs/s320/vela.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Carlos Vela. No.7.Mexico.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TB35RqSPuuI/AAAAAAAAAfM/NWzG5cxeh5s/s1600/Kaka_brazil.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484814003011042018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TB35RqSPuuI/AAAAAAAAAfM/NWzG5cxeh5s/s320/Kaka_brazil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Kaka.No.10.Brazil.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TB35L09ZHYI/AAAAAAAAAfE/aZ66lcrVB3w/s1600/Messi10.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484813902797151618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TB35L09ZHYI/AAAAAAAAAfE/aZ66lcrVB3w/s320/Messi10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Lionel Messi.No.10.Argentina.]&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/3251431687819913525-1986560475785774668?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/1986560475785774668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/06/fifa-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1986560475785774668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1986560475785774668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/06/fifa-fever.html' title='FIFA FEVER;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/TB37vRDP8lI/AAAAAAAAAfc/kXUM1UnoSvM/s72-c/no.9+arg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-7810563024410270873</id><published>2010-06-12T00:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T01:04:01.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beneath sakura trees ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TBJltUQPL1I/AAAAAAAAAe0/R6ijhtXyfTU/s1600/cherryblossom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481555525668646738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/TBJltUQPL1I/AAAAAAAAAe0/R6ijhtXyfTU/s320/cherryblossom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Woah. Been more than a week since I last blogged. Ah well. Had a full-day courses for four consecutive days. Can't blame me. Anywaaay, the courses were pretty okay. And the tests were an insult to our intelligence, I must say. But I'm glad its all over. I won't have to return to school till the 22nd for the learning journey. *Grumbles* At least, they're finally letting us have a break, a proper break, to enjoy not going to school for lessons or whatsoever. Oh wait. I take that back. It's so not a proper break. We have friggin tonnes of homework. No kidding, man. It's gonna take me the entire holiday to complete them all. And they call this a holiday. Sweet(: I lo-ove my school, have I mentioned before? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Damn, I miss Japan and Niigata group memebers. I really really really want to see them again. I wonder if we'll have a reunion. Hmm. Well, if we do, it'll be awesome if we follow Aina's plan. Like, go to M'sia, then S'pore, then Brunei, then Indon, then Thailand, then Vietnam, then Laos and so on. Haha. Some reunion, huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anywaay, FIFA WORLD CUP 2010 HAS KICKED OFF BABY! And the first match, SA vs. Mexico was a draw. 1-1. Not too bad a game, from both sides, I have to say. But really, SA could have gone for the winning goal towards the end. It was fucking frustrating to watch them miss that shot. Gaahh. But as Hussain bro said, that's soccer for you. Haiz. -.- Waiting for next match. France vs. Uruguay. I bet Uruguay's gonna play its arse off. But then again, I'm thinking France is gonna win this one. Oh well, we'll wait and see. I'm doing homework meanwhile. Woah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Will be going off to Malaysia on Sunday and will be back on the 20th. It's gonna be cool, watching the world cup in coffeeshops. Although we can watch it from the TV at home, it's just nicer to watch with a whole crowd and scream "GOAL" with them. Haha. Okays, Sayonara ;&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/3251431687819913525-7810563024410270873?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/7810563024410270873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/06/beneath-sakura-trees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/7810563024410270873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/7810563024410270873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/06/beneath-sakura-trees.html' title='Beneath sakura trees ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/TBJltUQPL1I/AAAAAAAAAe0/R6ijhtXyfTU/s72-c/cherryblossom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-5410305613630191754</id><published>2010-06-04T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T22:36:23.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wow. The last 10 days I had was simply wow. It was a wonderful experience, no doubt. As much as it feels great to be back home, I miss my ASEAN friends i met in Japan. I miss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ain (Indonesia)-&lt;/span&gt; My whacky roommate, a crazy arse fan of MCR and my beloved friend/sister whom I spent alot of time laughing my head off with. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mann Wei (Brunei)-&lt;/span&gt;My 2nd hanging out partner(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Aina (Malaysia)-&lt;/span&gt;KENTO's lover ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Moly(Laos)-&lt;/span&gt;The damn cute one (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sahara(Phillipines)-&lt;/span&gt; The elder sister for everyone(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Harris(Malaysia)-&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. Mr.chipsmore. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;7. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Faiz(Brunei)-&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA. "Gentle" guy. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;8. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ihsan(Indonesia)-&lt;/span&gt; The funny one :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;9. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Viet Anh(Vietnam)-&lt;/span&gt; The another funny one :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;10. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mukky(Loas)-&lt;/span&gt; The another another funny one :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;11. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Top(Thailand)-&lt;/span&gt; The quiet, but nice guy. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;12,13,14,15. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ngon Phoo(Myanmar), Greece(Thailand), Tepy(Cambodia), Autumn(Vietnam)-&lt;/span&gt; The sweet girls. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And all the rest in my group ! AHHH. I so wish I can meet you guys again. Some day. But we'll keep in touch though. Thank god for MSN and facebook. But still. It wouldn't be like seeing them face to face. ): I miss them. Damn, I hate goodbyes. I missed all my Singapore friends ! Rashidha, Priyaa, Divya, Nila and all were missed badly. It feels so good to be home. And to taste home food, ahh. Pure heaven on earth. :D Alrighttys, will update more soon. Nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;[P.S: I miss Ain's jokes man. Haiz. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-5410305613630191754?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/5410305613630191754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5410305613630191754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5410305613630191754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-home.html' title='Back Home.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-330473581403992126</id><published>2010-05-22T14:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T14:30:41.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roasted chicken ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S_d4P1etsOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/G52WDOt_QPI/s1600/cloudd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473976085541400802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S_d4P1etsOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/G52WDOt_QPI/s320/cloudd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm going off to Japan on Monday. Damn, I'll sure miss everyone. ): But then again, it's not like I'm going away forever. Just ten days. A looong time, though. I'll miss NP camp. Wasted. A combined camp with all UGs and I'm missing it. Ah, nevermind. All for the better, I guess. To the rest going for the camp, enjoy your toture yeah? ;P I'm so mean. Hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;On Thursday, Priyaa told me a news that freaked me out. But thank god, nothing happened. Phew. We all prayed. I'm sure. And god listened. It's during times like this, that we realise how much we love god. And I love God. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Adios, peeps. See ya'll when I return. :D&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/3251431687819913525-330473581403992126?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/330473581403992126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/05/roasted-chicken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/330473581403992126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/330473581403992126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/05/roasted-chicken.html' title='Roasted chicken ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S_d4P1etsOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/G52WDOt_QPI/s72-c/cloudd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-3992194198528926473</id><published>2010-05-15T14:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T14:42:14.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When one's gone;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A friend is lost. A Commonwealthian, gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I may not have known him. I may not have even seen him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But, from what I've heard, he's been a brave soul, staying strong and believing that he'll pull through his condition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cancer, like I've said many times before, deserves to be screwed. But what can be done, when cancer takes its toll? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But the most sad thing is, its only when one is gone forever, that we start talking all about him/her. Start remembering who that person was. Up till then, no one would have breathed a word about that person who had existed amongst us. What's the point of it? At least, if he was alive, and we had told him how much he meant to us, let him know that we wanted him to stay strong, he would have passed on with the warm feeling that we truly care. It always happens. I've seen it. You only remember and realize one's value after their gone. Saddening, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Daniel Tan Kim Wee, may god bless your soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-3992194198528926473?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/3992194198528926473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-ones-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3992194198528926473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3992194198528926473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-ones-gone.html' title='When one&apos;s gone;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-1937347991651076596</id><published>2010-05-14T13:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T14:12:48.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sapphire ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S-zjur8PrZI/AAAAAAAAAd8/PVBFRpKXUPQ/s1600/sapphire_eye_by_missmoonie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 287px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470998038557207954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S-zjur8PrZI/AAAAAAAAAd8/PVBFRpKXUPQ/s320/sapphire_eye_by_missmoonie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Exams ended on Wednesday. And they released the results the fucking next day. Would it kill them to let us enjoy the weekend at least? God save us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Plus, I'm leaving for the Japan trip in only 10 days :O  Holy shit. I haven't packed a single thing.  Thing is, I have no idea what to pack. There isn't like a packing list or anything. Juste manifique. Now where do I start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sheesh. I'm growing fatter by the day. I can feel it. Shit. I need to start exercising more often. June holidays, please cooperate with me. Thank you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmm. I'm bored. Maybe I'll do a survey. Bye.&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/3251431687819913525-1937347991651076596?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/1937347991651076596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/05/sapphire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1937347991651076596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1937347991651076596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/05/sapphire.html' title='Sapphire ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S-zjur8PrZI/AAAAAAAAAd8/PVBFRpKXUPQ/s72-c/sapphire_eye_by_missmoonie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-1495260083301567002</id><published>2010-05-07T18:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T19:40:13.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When exam period strikes, you need all the energy you can get .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S-PzdE0wGzI/AAAAAAAAAds/44oR4xzbwZE/s1600/VH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468482053394668338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S-PzdE0wGzI/AAAAAAAAAds/44oR4xzbwZE/s320/VH.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[Just gets you going ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I would like to extend my thanks to 'le VanHouten Chocolate, for bringing me this far. It has helped me very much in mugging for AMath (: Advice to readers: Eat Chocolates. Screw the shit about additional calories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anywaaay, that's just a side note. What I was going to say was; Amath screwed me today. It's like this: I knew I'd seen those questions somewhere. Very familiar. But God bless my faint memory, I couldn't remember how to do it. -.- Wonderful, aye? Blanks.Blanks.And more blanks. Fuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Geog. Wasn't fantastic either. But with a bit of luck, I might just pass the Amath. Is that too much to ask? Haaii. *Crosses fingers*  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Random thought: I wanna become a babysitter. For babies. As in BABIES. Not toddlers. Not that I hate todds, it's just that I'm afraid my hot temper would strike and I'd turn into a monster and I'd strangle those poor kids to suffocation. Babies are so cute. I love them more than anything in the whole wide world. Oh. Them and Animals. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's Hussain Bro's Birthday tomorrow. OhMyGee. He's turning old so fast. He has to get married soon. Tsk. [PS: Perhaps writing that book would be a good idea, bro. Girls would come flocking to you for your intellegence and humour in writing. But then again, on second thought, they might be disgusted with your "cannibalism" and just loathe you. Either way, you'll be spoken about all over the Net. Hah. ;P ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gonna head for a game of Badminton with Bro. Adios. &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/3251431687819913525-1495260083301567002?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/1495260083301567002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-exam-period-strikes-you-need-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1495260083301567002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1495260083301567002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-exam-period-strikes-you-need-all.html' title='When exam period strikes, you need all the energy you can get .'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S-PzdE0wGzI/AAAAAAAAAds/44oR4xzbwZE/s72-c/VH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-6923538970189887276</id><published>2010-05-01T13:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T13:36:07.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The reason why .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S9u8uWiz7SI/AAAAAAAAAdc/U5Vs5QML6Ts/s1600/chainsss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466170077255822626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S9u8uWiz7SI/AAAAAAAAAdc/U5Vs5QML6Ts/s320/chainsss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[Bound by chains; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't know what's wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Something keeps gnawing at the back of my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Everything seems to irritate me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know I'm not okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So don't ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause' I don't feel like saying what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Besides, I don't even know what it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Meanwhile, I'll put up a fake smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Everything's alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hush .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;[ &lt;em&gt;Papercut &lt;/em&gt;keeps running through my head. Gosh, I'm addicted. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-6923538970189887276?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/6923538970189887276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/05/reason-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/6923538970189887276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/6923538970189887276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/05/reason-why.html' title='The reason why .'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S9u8uWiz7SI/AAAAAAAAAdc/U5Vs5QML6Ts/s72-c/chainsss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-2622226684557983004</id><published>2010-04-23T19:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T19:51:45.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody's listening .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S9GJf9t7UyI/AAAAAAAAAdU/2MXGquC6zk4/s1600/Linkin_Park_Biography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463299005213266722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S9GJf9t7UyI/AAAAAAAAAdU/2MXGquC6zk4/s320/Linkin_Park_Biography.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heart full of pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Head full stress,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Handful of anger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Held in my chest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And everything left is a waste of time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate my rhymes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(But I hate everyone else's more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm riding on the back of this pressure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guessing that it's better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't keep myself together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because all of this stress;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gave me something to write on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pain gave me something,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I could set my sights on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You never forget the blood, sweat and tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The uphill struggle over years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The fear and the trash talking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the people it was to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the people that started it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-"Nobody's Listening" Linkin Park&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ohmygee. I in lo-ove with LinkinPark :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Of course, not to forget the all-time favourite Numb by LinkinPark .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gaaah. I'm drowning in their music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Adios.&lt;/span&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/3251431687819913525-2622226684557983004?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/2622226684557983004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/04/nobodys-listening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2622226684557983004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2622226684557983004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/04/nobodys-listening.html' title='Nobody&apos;s listening .'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S9GJf9t7UyI/AAAAAAAAAdU/2MXGquC6zk4/s72-c/Linkin_Park_Biography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-3978896902097048335</id><published>2010-04-17T12:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T12:57:18.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP! ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S8k_eKnL2II/AAAAAAAAAc8/3HiavdiT0CA/s1600/frossst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460965810640771202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S8k_eKnL2II/AAAAAAAAAc8/3HiavdiT0CA/s320/frossst.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday's POP was supppppperrr fun (: It was supposed to be at the parade square. But damn the rain, we had to proceed to the hall, after we've set up all the formation and were about to start. Don't get me wrong, I do love rain dearly. It's just that sometimes, it's frustrating. Anywaay, POP was a combined one with all the UGs. Damn cool. Especially when the passing out seniors marched according to drumbeats. Actually, what was even better was the AFTER of the POP. Haha. Sweet revenge . *Kisses foot* We got to ram into all our seniors for avenge for the torture they threw on us for the last 1 year or so. Okay. I'll be honest. It wasn't all that bad. Agreed, we did have a fair share of our fun times with our seniors. And yes, I will miss them. But hey, we're still gonna see each other around. So yeah. I love you guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;NPCC all the way (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;There's this JENESYS trip coming soon. Five of us are going to Japan for an exchange programme. It's for ten days. I'm really looking forward to it. I'll be darn busy after the MYE, preparing for the trip. There's so much to pack and I've yet to renew my passport and apply for a visa. And of course, you guys will miss me so much. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmm, speaking of MYE, OHMYFRIGGINGOD ! I'm so not prepared and it's in 2 weeks. Not even a full 2 weeks actually. How the hell do I study for 7 subjects in 14 days? (Exclude the languages, there's really nothing to study for it.) What, 1 subject to be studied in 2 days? Gaaaaah. I'm so screwed. Adios peeps..Or let's try Japanese. &lt;em&gt;Sayonara;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/3251431687819913525-3978896902097048335?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/3978896902097048335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/04/pop-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3978896902097048335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3978896902097048335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/04/pop-d.html' title='POP! ;D'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S8k_eKnL2II/AAAAAAAAAc8/3HiavdiT0CA/s72-c/frossst.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-1338208777101811035</id><published>2010-04-09T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T22:49:33.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fcuking domino theory ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S782kgS11-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/QEqEMLHMSg0/s1600/domiii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458141274168481762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S782kgS11-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/QEqEMLHMSg0/s320/domiii.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Sometimes it just takes one little blow to set everything off ;] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gaaahhh. School's so damn tiring :/ Anywaaay, I really need this weekend to rest. I'm effing sleep-deprived. I've decided I need some time off for relaxation. I'm going to the library tomorrow, to seek solace in the amidst of books. And I don't mean friggin' Physics textbooks. Reading has always been a saviour from stress. At least, mine anyway. I feel like running away to some faraway land, away from all this stress. Dammit, it's getting to me. Sheesh. I feel like I've wasted away 15 years of my life mugging my head off. It's a wonder my brain cells haven't burst yet. Or maybe they already have. Well, that explains the cracked-up times. Ah whatever it is, in these 15 damn years, I just realised, I've been doing nothing productive. Besides studying that is. No, I have not done anything for the poor. No, I have not started up some Animal Welfare Association, or even a SPCA at the very least. And No, I haven't been visiting orphanages or homes for the disabled kids on a frequent basis to care for them. I haven't been doing things I've always wanted to do. Cause, I've got no damn time. Cause, all the precious little time I can get hold of, is spent on studying. Hah. Time, the reason behind all unaccomplished tasks. Therefore, I conclude that my 15 years of living was so damn wasted. Guess how pleased I am about that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&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/3251431687819913525-1338208777101811035?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/1338208777101811035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/04/fcuking-domino-theory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1338208777101811035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1338208777101811035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/04/fcuking-domino-theory.html' title='Fcuking domino theory ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S782kgS11-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/QEqEMLHMSg0/s72-c/domiii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-83205215195131914</id><published>2010-04-03T17:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T18:39:56.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah .Fcuk it ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S7caldsV-AI/AAAAAAAAAcM/eUyA3Bz-yqk/s1600/fcukkk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455858704510744578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S7caldsV-AI/AAAAAAAAAcM/eUyA3Bz-yqk/s320/fcukkk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[Merde Alors ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Woah. Long time since I last posted. It just goes to show how busy must've been, considering my shortage in usage of computer for the past weeks. Tons of work has been dumped on us, to say the very least. At least, I'm coping. Or so I think. Let see, I failed the math common test terribly but got As for tamil and biology. Hey, it's not so bad right. Please just say yes. Dad was very unhappy with the math result. Um, okay well. It was a 15 out of 40. He didn't scold or hit or anything of that sort. But he gave me &lt;em&gt;that look&lt;/em&gt; which spoke volumes. I had obviously dissapointed him. He might as well should have went ahead and given me a tight slap across the face. Wouldn't have hurt so much. Perhaps this was what led to my breakdown last Wednesday. I bawled my eyes out 'cause I couldn't do math. I know it's a lame reason to cry, but I don't know why, I just did. Maybe it was all the accumulated stress. I felt really useless. Question after question I skipped, not knowing how to do it. And when I realised I have come to the end of the entire 2 assignments without knowing how to do a single question, that was it. I broke down. I guess everyone reaches that point. I really have to buck up in my Math, though. It's really horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anywaaaay, let's put that issue aside. Yesterday, saw the debate quater finals. HAHAHA. Excuse me, but I really had to laugh. Seriously, the whole thing is so stupid that I just have to laugh it out. I don't wish to elaborate. But I'll just say this: No one appreciates true talent these days. It happens all the time. If they do, then they're amongst the rare few. Especially when it come to the media, everything is politics. Everything is so fcuking corrupted and just so fcuked up that it pains to watch all this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I have to say this to Hussain brother: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chill okay? You did really well. Anyone could easily see that. Those who saw your video would definitely know you deserved to win. You've shown your talent. And that satisfaction itself, is great. But of course, I'm not gonna lie to you and say that missing the tickets to watch Wrestlemania 26 live at Arizona, is no big deal. Well, it &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;a big deal. But what can be done now? What's over is over. Don't brood over it kay? And after all bro, "IF YOU SMELLLLL....WHAT THE ROCK IS COOKING." you don't have to worry. Cheer up. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;After all that I've said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ah fcuk it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Merde alors. &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/3251431687819913525-83205215195131914?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/83205215195131914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/04/ah-fcuk-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/83205215195131914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/83205215195131914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/04/ah-fcuk-it.html' title='Ah .Fcuk it ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S7caldsV-AI/AAAAAAAAAcM/eUyA3Bz-yqk/s72-c/fcukkk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-6113994359802195028</id><published>2010-03-17T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:28:57.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BREAK ,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Update: NCO course for the past 2 days was super fun. Though tiring, I think it was worth it. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyhoo, I'm here to declare that I'll be off to Malaysia from tomorrow till Saturday night. Thank God it's the March holidays. I really need a break off the busy school schedule. Till I return, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;BYE peeps! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-6113994359802195028?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/6113994359802195028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/03/break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/6113994359802195028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/6113994359802195028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/03/break.html' title='BREAK ,'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-64071326253556114</id><published>2010-03-12T21:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T22:48:14.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bang-away ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S5pJvH2OGwI/AAAAAAAAAb8/O-bAP6_iQy0/s1600-h/shoooooot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447747773167180546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S5pJvH2OGwI/AAAAAAAAAb8/O-bAP6_iQy0/s320/shoooooot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;[Aim.Pull trigger.Bang, and then comes the recoil .]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;First. I'd like to celebrate the joy that I've successfully finished the first term of a tough year. WOOHOO! :D And I'm darn proud of the fact that although I have been tempted to skip school for the many invalid reasons such as inability to get up in the morning, I attended school without fail.  An achievement or what ? Overcoming obstacles, they call it. (: Heh. I'm so thankful for the March Holidays. I'm in real need for a break. The results..well, let's just say I'm happy to have passed 8 subjects. Enough said. Anyways, today's CCA was super fun. We had Revolver Marksmanship Course. And they let us have our revolver shooting trial in the classroom, not with the bullets but with the pallets instead. By the third trial, I managed to aim all eight shots compressed into the centre. Wooooooots! Who's the King Of The World? :P But in reality, my shooting is quite bad. I can never pull the trigger in slowly. I'm always going SNAP,BANG. SNAP,BANG. Which results in my shots to be scattered all over the place. And yet, that HTA lady marked me as a potential representitive for the marksmanship competetition. Who is she kidding, really? But you know what? The best part was when we shot down the drink cans. The feeling you get everytime you shoot and the can gets knocked off the table...woah. Pure bliss. And it's a great way to release anger, I'm telling you. Trust me, I would know. I was imagining each one those Fuji Apple cans to be the dog, Lalitha's face. Hmm. Maybe I'll take up Shooting as a hobby someday. It's gives me such joy and pleasure to see Lalitha's face ram into the ground with a loud CLANK. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh, by the way. Today in MT lesson, Mrs.T mentioned about the current teenage abortion rates. Well, being curious, I looked it up on the net. And let me tell you something, the results are indeed alarming. It's disturbing to look at all the figures. That's the number of lives killed even before they've been fully developed. Put the mental toture the girl will undergo aside, look at the number of innocent lives murdered. All because of the foolish mistake its teenage mother did and now regrets. Even primary school kids, &lt;em&gt;kids&lt;/em&gt;, are getting abortions dammit ! I really don't know what to say. But I just want to put this message across. We all have choices. It's just about making the right one. Yeah, sexual desire is bound to occur. Natural, even. But it's about controlling this desire and living with respect for your ownself and for the other party. Please don't make this mistake. Teenage sex is plain digusting to think of. It's an offence, for crying out loud. Please, please think of the consequences before doing anything . Would you want to do something for your own pleasure and then kill a life to escape commitments or having to face the music ? Honestly, I feel like taking shooting down all these brainless idiots. Thank god I'm taught how to aim properly using a revolver. Go and have a look at the video on abortion: "The silent scream". You'll know what I mean. Toodles. &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/3251431687819913525-64071326253556114?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/64071326253556114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/03/bang-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/64071326253556114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/64071326253556114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/03/bang-away.html' title='Bang-away ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S5pJvH2OGwI/AAAAAAAAAb8/O-bAP6_iQy0/s72-c/shoooooot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-100756588611230640</id><published>2010-03-07T17:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T17:26:06.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Define life .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've got something really interesting to share with you peeps. Just now, I was looking up the meaning of the word "life" in urbandictionary.com and I had a good laugh, really. Don't ask me why I was looking it up, I honestly don't know. Maybe I was just too bored. But anyway, that's not the point. You see, I wanted to see different people's views or perpectives on life. Haha. You wouldn't believe it, but I swear to God, majority of the definitions provided by people weren't exactly positive ones. You would be shocked to know how much people hate life. Well, at least I was. Check out definition 29. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Life : "God's sick, twisted idea of a game."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;This guy's got to be kidding. I mean, really. What's there to blame God for? Life's in our hands and I truly believe that. Well yes, I'm not going to deny that God hasn't got it all written down and the final outcome is determined by him. But at least, you are given a choice at every stage. &lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; are the one making the choice, just that God happens to know beforehand what choice you're going to make. I don't see a point in blaming God for the decision we make. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;For those people out there who totally agree with the definition up there, don't waste away your time in brooding over how much you think life sucks. Because it doesn't. And stop blaming God for whatever that happens in life. At the end of the day, you make the choice. God guides you. Life's a boon, not a curse. Learn to treasure it. Enjoy the simple pleasures in the complex world. Take time off to appreciate the little beauties in your busy life. On the whole, just don't take life too seriously, you just won't love it. That's all I have to share, &lt;em&gt;Adios&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/3251431687819913525-100756588611230640?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/100756588611230640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/03/define-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/100756588611230640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/100756588611230640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/03/define-life.html' title='Define life .'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-4790009894943370584</id><published>2010-03-05T21:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T15:51:57.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crumpled paper .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S5ET_69-mnI/AAAAAAAAAbc/tv7EC2Dwigc/s1600-h/earplugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445155413349538418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S5ET_69-mnI/AAAAAAAAAbc/tv7EC2Dwigc/s320/earplugs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[music saves our souls &amp;amp;&amp;amp; sanity ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know I haven't been blogging for long. I have my reasons: One, the overload of homework. Two, the fact that I do not return home what I'd call early, for the past weeks at least. Three, even if I do return considerably early, I'm just plain lazy/tired/not-in-the-mood to blog. There. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;School's tiring. Each day, I wake up wishing I don't have to go to school. But, out of nowhere, a strong willpower just jolts me to awaken and get ready for school, so hyped up and eager to gain education; I wish. It's just the fact that I don't want to skip school one day and return on the next day, to be bombarded with the homework I missed when I didn't come. -.- I am really grateful for the weekends. It's like a break from this war of tiredness. Two days just isn't enough, though. Every day is like a reapeated routine and that itself is a tire. School.Homework.Tuition.Revise. And if you miss out on anything or just slack a little, there goes your grades. Suddenly, there are so many tests and so many friggin' fail grades in your face. Sheesh. I miss lower secondary life. Oh well. Life's isn't going to be constant all the way. Changes are definite. We'll just have deal with it all. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Next, ah the debate. Yes, it's old news. My apologies for not updating on it. And yes, we lost to Paya Lebar after winning Raffles Institute. I'm not embarrased, because I very well know how we did and what exactly happened. So yeah, I'm cool. Enough said. `Cause when they appear on telly for the telecast of quater finals, people will realise. What we say now, isn't going to make them believe. Only that we would have made better &lt;em&gt;"telly faces"&lt;/em&gt;, right guys? Heh, (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sooo, now I'd get on to the point. I have alot in my mind. But not all will be mentioned here. Plus, whatever I do mention here, might not be comprehendable to some of you. And it's mean to be that way. I'm just letting you know so that you wouldn't go crack your heads open on what I mean or who I am talking about. Seriously. Don't bother trying, okay? Lately, I'm seeing so many young "couples" or, let's just put it this way: a guy and a girl who &lt;em&gt;think &lt;/em&gt;they're in love, around me. Young meaning, no older than 18. At first, it was really amusing to see all this. I laughed to myself and told myself these people will learn one day. But now, it's starting to get annoying. Pretty soon, I'm just going to get really sick of it all that it's going to make me gag whenever I see or hear anything to do with r/s. And this is a personal opinion, okay? Those in relationships, no need to get all worked up. I'm not saying relationships should be banned and all that. I'm just saying keep it to youself, stop publicising this. Fristly, I highly doubt the world wants to know. Secondly, it isn't something to be proud of at this age. It really isn't. Note: AT THIS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;AGE. I'm not going to bother going on to elaborate or lecture. Because people have brains of their own. I believe they can think, they can rationalise on their own. But what I really hope, is that some people will think hard about these things before making decisions. Because to me, it's useless. Then again, it's a personal opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But for right now, to prevent all these annoying things going on from getting to me, music's a big help. It's helping me keep my cool. Music's protecting my sanity. I love and appreciate music for this. That's all I have to say. &lt;em&gt;Adios , I'm off to listen to music. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3251431687819913525-4790009894943370584?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/4790009894943370584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/03/crumpled-paper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4790009894943370584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4790009894943370584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/03/crumpled-paper.html' title='Crumpled paper .'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S5ET_69-mnI/AAAAAAAAAbc/tv7EC2Dwigc/s72-c/earplugs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-8508668832353380363</id><published>2010-02-15T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T16:51:54.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random survey ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1.What is your name? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- `Syafiqah(:&lt;br /&gt;2.How old are you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- 14 +&lt;br /&gt;3.Favorite color? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-GREEEEEEN! :D&lt;br /&gt;4.Favorite number? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Uh , don't have one .&lt;br /&gt;5.Who is your Best-Friend[s]? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Too laazy to type all of them (:&lt;br /&gt;6.Where do you want to go for vacation? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- I'd love to go EUROPE !&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you love your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Of course ! (:&lt;br /&gt;8.Coffee or Mocha? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Both ! :D&lt;br /&gt;9.Gum or Candy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Both, both ! :D&lt;br /&gt;10.Have any tattoo's? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Nahh .&lt;br /&gt;11.Who is your idol? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Hmmm, no one really .&lt;br /&gt;12.Do you have kids? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Naww .&lt;br /&gt;13.What do you like most about yourself? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-I don't know, I love everything about myself . (:&lt;br /&gt;14.Favorite sport? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Badminton ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;16.What kind of music do you like? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-No particular favourite genre, so long as it's nice to hear. (:&lt;br /&gt;17.What is your mood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-HAPPEYH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;In the opposite sex...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;18.How tall should they be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Taller than me . Duhh.&lt;br /&gt;19.Long hair or short hair? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-LONG (:&lt;br /&gt;20.What kind of personality should they have? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Humourous, outgoing and honest.&lt;br /&gt;21.Older or younger? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Older ,&lt;br /&gt;21.Serious or carefree? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Serious when it's time to be. And carefree the rest of the time. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Write down the first word that comes to mind when you see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;22.Food &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-HUNGRY ):&lt;br /&gt;23.Drugs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Eww ,&lt;br /&gt;24.The President &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Obama ! *Salutes*&lt;br /&gt;25.Gas Prices &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-terrible .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;26. Premarital sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Stupidity ,&lt;br /&gt;27.Religion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Holy.&lt;br /&gt;28.Politics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Drainage ? :S&lt;br /&gt;29.Marriage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Sweet ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;30.Soccer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-MANCHESTER ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-8508668832353380363?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/8508668832353380363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-survey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8508668832353380363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8508668832353380363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-survey.html' title='Random survey ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-863643617194703125</id><published>2010-02-11T21:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T22:08:41.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthdaaaay !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S3QMuu6n17I/AAAAAAAAAbE/1yWJ8wuO53A/s1600-h/bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436984647150458802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S3QMuu6n17I/AAAAAAAAAbE/1yWJ8wuO53A/s320/bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Happy B'day dearest ; 11022010]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This post is dedicated to my dearest, Rashidha . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noor Rashidha, listen up kaays ? (: Firstly, HAPPY 15th BIRTHDAY! Wow, you've successfully fulfilled 15 years of your life. And it seems so old, right ? Nehhmind. We're still little kids at heart. Heh . I want to say that no matter what, always remember that I'll be there by your side. I will be your listening ear , the shoulder you can always cry on and depend on. We've shared a beautiful friendship for many years so far, since we were kids and I hope we'd stay that way, kay ? I love you, always. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I even have a line specially dedicated to you ! ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Baby don't worry, you are my only, you won't be lonely, even if the sky is falling down "&lt;/span&gt; -"Down" by Jay Sean Ft. Lil' Wayne&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/3251431687819913525-863643617194703125?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/863643617194703125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthdaaaay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/863643617194703125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/863643617194703125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthdaaaay.html' title='Happy Birthdaaaay !'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S3QMuu6n17I/AAAAAAAAAbE/1yWJ8wuO53A/s72-c/bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-5114889379797555099</id><published>2010-02-07T16:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T16:55:13.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victory ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S258PWzQYtI/AAAAAAAAAa8/IZ_ViVTHqRU/s1600-h/signature!.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435418403543212754" style="WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S258PWzQYtI/AAAAAAAAAa8/IZ_ViVTHqRU/s320/signature!.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S258FYE1pJI/AAAAAAAAAa0/jIDnAW7Bgjk/s1600-h/suleman-signature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435418232086701202" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S258FYE1pJI/AAAAAAAAAa0/jIDnAW7Bgjk/s320/suleman-signature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S257uh25vYI/AAAAAAAAAas/bWggxpJFxZk/s1600-h/brit"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435417839575612802" style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S257uh25vYI/AAAAAAAAAas/bWggxpJFxZk/s320/brit%27s+got+talent.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Brit's got talent 2008: SIGNATURE ! ;D]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Before I begin talking about the debate yesterday, I definitely have to say this. OMG, Signature is simply AWESOME ! Honestly. For those who have watched it long back, Britain's got talent 2008, I mean, you would know what I mean. They're really really good. Good just isn't enough to describe their performances. I've been watching them perform again and again on youtube. Seriously. They've got originality and they perform with style. And not to mention that Suleman Mirza is hot! And also, he's a lawyer ! Wow, what a combi . ;P Okaay. Shall shutup. But still, I don't see what the winner did that was better than what Signature did. Haiz. I guess life just isn't fair all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anywaay, yesterday's judgement was totally fair. (= Firstly, I want to thank all those who came down to support us. I really appreciate it. It was actually a waste of a precious Saturday for you guys, but still you came because you wanted to stand by us. So, thank you so much. (: Now; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;COMMONWEALTH SEC WON RAFFLES INSTITUTE ! Woo hoo baby ! Woah, it's the first time that RI got out of the competition in the first round itself. LMAO. I'm not being mean, but really. I feel we did clearly better than them. However, we shouldn't let this victory get to heads and become complacent for the next round. We should work just as hard for the next round against Paya Lebar Methodist Girls' . We're in it already, so might as well win the championships. Right, guys? But seriously. I think this win was worth all those tears, stress and tiredness we underwent. That's all I have to say. Adios ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3251431687819913525-5114889379797555099?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/5114889379797555099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/02/victory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5114889379797555099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5114889379797555099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/02/victory.html' title='Victory ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S258PWzQYtI/AAAAAAAAAa8/IZ_ViVTHqRU/s72-c/signature!.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-5013955603785974694</id><published>2010-01-31T15:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T16:05:34.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar strums ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432802940853462546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S2UxfZBEphI/AAAAAAAAAak/PaI2FZPrpus/s320/guitarr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;[♥Music's a pleasant drug. You just get addicted so eaily.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Woah. Looks like I haven't been updating alot lately. I've loads in mind to say. Alrightt, here goes. First, I'd like to really applaud CMB for the excellent performance in Limelight. I didn't go for it, but I heard lots of reviews about how well you guys did. So really, Great job ! I'm proud of Commonwealth. Okay, secondly, CAMP. One word: Awesomeness ! ;D Of course, I'll admit . There were tough times to deal with. Like the toilets, for example. But heyy, in the end we all got over it and to come to think about it now, I actually had great time !  Padi weeding, Mud fights, Wwater obstacles, Mountain trekking, Nature walk, Night walk, Campfire .. they were all really really fun ! And of course, not to mention the leeches, mosquito bites and bruises we sustained. But still. It was really awesome . And I love 3A ! We got the best class award. I think we deserved it for being so supportive of each other and enthusiastic all the way . And of course, for cleaning up the boys toilets on the last day. -.- Honestly. Guys should learn to be a little cleaner . The pictures ..well, they're all up on facebook . So yeah . Anyway, when I reached home, i went staright to the toilet and hugged my toilet bowl . I missed it so so much, you know ! Then, of course, a nice long shower, clearing of bags, ranting to Mum about camp and the works . Went to sleep early that day `cause I was super tired. I don't even recall going to sleep actually :/ Anywaay, yesterday, met up with the debate team for discussion . Met Priyaa at the interchange and we made our way to the JE library . Ate at the cafe first, since we were real hungry . &lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;was hungry, more like . Then went up to the fourth level . We all gathered at a table and began discussing. We set an alarm for focusing . We told ourselves that for 2 hours straight, we would talk about nothing but debate. But of course, that plan failed and after less than one hour, we began drifting out of the debate and into other topics. Then music took us all over. Priyaa was busy writing the lyrics of Adiyae Kolluthey. &lt;em&gt;[He's her rock song ..] &lt;/em&gt;Mmhmm . ;P Me and Rohini learnt how to play the starting of "Yen Inniya Pon Nilaavae" on the guitar ! Vaitesswar taught us. Thanks lots ! ;D And seriously. Hats off to Vaitesswar man ! He plays different songs so well. He played "Nejukkul Peithidum" , "Vaarayo" , "Yen Inniya Pon Nilaavae" and "Love me tender" . And they sounded real nice you know ! We were singing along as he played. So, you would have realised that we didn't actually discuss two hours straight. Obviously . But we did do the important stuff and sorted our speeches out. Now we just have to work on them and practice more. Anyway, after that, Rohini had to leave for tution. So me, Priyaa, Venkat and Vaitesswar made our way down to the cafe . Again . Heh. Heyy ! The 'discussion' made us all hungry okaay ! So ate and then left for home . At that time, something happened . But honestly. It's just a trivial issue and I don't wish to make it a big one by writing about it here. So yeah. That was yesterday . I feel laaazy to go to school tomorrow. But then again, like I have a choice. Fooh; I actually posted soo much . Good , good . ;D Alrightty , gotta go now. &lt;em&gt;Toodles .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3251431687819913525-5013955603785974694?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/5013955603785974694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/guitar-strums.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5013955603785974694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5013955603785974694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/guitar-strums.html' title='Guitar strums ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S2UxfZBEphI/AAAAAAAAAak/PaI2FZPrpus/s72-c/guitarr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-3909237450879604264</id><published>2010-01-24T14:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:24:30.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the way .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430184713541998914" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S1vkOgNtWUI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Ir1qaOsckjE/s320/stairs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;["We're gonna make it all the way up; no matter what ."]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Important news: Commonwealth is going to debate against R.I in the qualifying rounds.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;*Hyperventilates* Okaay . Relax. CSS is gonna win . I don't care who says what . We are gonna give our best and we're gonna trash them like no one's business . We are definitely not going out in the qualifying rounds. No waaay . Anyways, yesterday went for dinner with family. We had a hot discussion on the debate topic. I was practically shouting . And the family sitting behind ours was an Indian one and one of the fella there looked R.I-ish. Whatever lahh. I didn't care, I just went on shouting . Today, going to Abbas Bro's house to visit. `Cause he's leaving for NZ tomorrow. So yeah . Hmmm . That's all I have to post actually. Oh, very hungry. Okayy, gonna  eat .&lt;em&gt; Ciao. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3251431687819913525-3909237450879604264?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/3909237450879604264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3909237450879604264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3909237450879604264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-way.html' title='All the way .'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S1vkOgNtWUI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Ir1qaOsckjE/s72-c/stairs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-1942055884995032240</id><published>2010-01-22T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T21:03:51.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken glass pieces ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429543862337859074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S1mdYDcM7gI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/VCOBdhqnwrI/s320/broken+glass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;[Even if you manage to fit the broken pieces together in place,&lt;br /&gt;it'll never be the same glass it used to be .]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Whew . The week's over and I'm really tired. Yesterday was e-learning day. I expected something tedious for the Geog assignment from the way my Geog teacher talked about it. But it was pretty okay. We were supposed to do a report and powerpoint on one of the given earthquakes. I did on the 2004 Tsunami. So I was looking through the videos of that tsunami and OMFG, it was really really incredible. As in, the waves and its impact was really amazing. I was watching it all open-mouthed, with awe . There was this particular one, "2004 Boxing Day Tsunami". Go youtube it and you'll know what I mean by AMAZING . Just imagine, the great impact water can cause. Tsssk . Anywaay, I quite enjoyed doing the assignment for Geog. At least it was interesting. Today, well, nothing much actually . Had NPCC today and I was pissed off with something/someone which I don't wish to mention here. So yeah . For half of PT, I was like damn angry and pissed. Then when we started playing Captain's Ball, I went back into normal mood . It was a really fun game. (: OH. And one more thing, Mrs.T told us that five of us were selected for the debate competition . Honestly, I am quite looking forward to it . I hope we'll give out best and work as a team to pull through this. It'll be great if we could make it at least to the semi finals `cause it'll really bring pride to our school and we can prove to people that we can make the difference. Apparently, CSS hasn't won this competition in the past 9 years or so ? So yeah . I hope we'll make the change; I have the confidence . I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; we can do this . So to the five of us, we'd better take this seriously and prove ourselves . At least, to safeguard&lt;em&gt; our&lt;/em&gt; pride..Can? ;D  Alrightts . Gotta go now. &lt;em&gt;Adios. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3251431687819913525-1942055884995032240?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/1942055884995032240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/broken-glass-pieces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1942055884995032240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1942055884995032240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/broken-glass-pieces.html' title='Broken glass pieces ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S1mdYDcM7gI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/VCOBdhqnwrI/s72-c/broken+glass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-8303329126170564500</id><published>2010-01-20T18:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T19:23:34.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings.Babbles.Rants; okay you get it .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S1bg4ZW9qtI/AAAAAAAAAZU/e0Am-gG7hZ0/s1600-h/star+gazing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428773660326210258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S1bg4ZW9qtI/AAAAAAAAAZU/e0Am-gG7hZ0/s320/star+gazing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;[I wanna be lying down and watching the stars ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Good news - No need to go to school tomorrow ! I love Commonwealth (: As much as they give work load, they also do give rest when it's needed. So I can sleep more tommorrow, no need to wake up at 5 . Also , the level camp's nearing. It's in another 6 days . I'm really excited for it ! And we're the first batch to go JB for our level camp . Cool or what ? The best part of it all is that it's gonna be 3 days of FUN and not School.Homework.Stress. Now &lt;em&gt;that's&lt;/em&gt; something I really look forward to. A release from all this mental torture ! I'm trying really hard but I can't grasp Emath. It's weird but I seem to understand Amath better . Physics is okay except for the graphs part. I love Biology though. Both the class I'm in and the lessons . So yeah. Besides that, I seem to be coping up fine. So far so good, that is . Just wait till the Mid Year prep starts . It'll be ten times the pressure now . And I can't imagine the case for the EOYs. Oh God , please have some mercy on us . Anywaaay, heading to the court to play badminton with Bro now. So gotta ciao . (:&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/3251431687819913525-8303329126170564500?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/8303329126170564500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/ramblingsbabblesrants-okay-you-get-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8303329126170564500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8303329126170564500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/ramblingsbabblesrants-okay-you-get-it.html' title='Ramblings.Babbles.Rants; okay you get it .'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S1bg4ZW9qtI/AAAAAAAAAZU/e0Am-gG7hZ0/s72-c/star+gazing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-9117528694023419776</id><published>2010-01-19T17:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T17:58:24.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAIN ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S1WB9w6e8gI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_TTfFOzjujk/s1600-h/RAIN+!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428387823967203842" style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S1WB9w6e8gI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_TTfFOzjujk/s320/RAIN+!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;[And I'm still waiting for the rain to pour down ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S1WBxv6mEqI/AAAAAAAAAY8/KjnVGo4CtUI/s1600-h/rain.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428387617540805282" style="WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S1WBxv6mEqI/AAAAAAAAAY8/KjnVGo4CtUI/s320/rain.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So the day went past quite slow actually . Had PE today which was tiring, but still way better than the last lesson. Was made to do push ups for "not paying attention" while he was droning . I answered his question correctly but he still made me do. Whatever. I don't really care. By the time I got to Physics lesson, I was already half asleep. And so was the rest of the class. It's not that the lesson was boring or anything, it was just really hard to stay awake. And try as I might, I couldn't. Geography and Bio was over in a blur. Most of the time was spent zoning out. So obviously, whatever was taught today after recess, it just didn't go into my head. Haiz . I should really try to stay focused. And for that, I'll need more rest. More sleep. Sighh . Just the sound of it is so pleasant right ? SLEEEP . SLEEEP . SLEEEP . Okay, enough. Sekali I fall asleep on my keyboard. Anywaaay, the days are getting hotter and hotter. Sheesh . I want rain ! Rain makes you wanna sleep. Again about sleeping . Okay, I want night rain ! I miss rain and I love rain. Rainy days make you feel all daydreamy. And comfortable . I WANT RAAAIIN ! Alrightty, gotta ciao now. Got tution. Adios .&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/3251431687819913525-9117528694023419776?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/9117528694023419776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/9117528694023419776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/9117528694023419776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/rain.html' title='RAIN ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S1WB9w6e8gI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_TTfFOzjujk/s72-c/RAIN+!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-3299336128082454563</id><published>2010-01-18T20:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:26:59.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking down the road of life;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S1ReRgygpYI/AAAAAAAAAY0/FmU5qs6_Tqg/s1600-h/cold+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428067105840866690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S1ReRgygpYI/AAAAAAAAAY0/FmU5qs6_Tqg/s320/cold+night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;[The path down the road ain't gonna be easy, but in the end, we'll pull through; It's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; gonna be one long, cold night.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wow, looks like I haven't been blogging for a week. Sooo let's see. The weekdays have been running fast and I hardly have time for anything else besides homwork. And mind you , I'm not really pleased about it. It's always like, Home.Lunch.Homework.Bathe.Dinner.Comp.Sleep. Pfft . I start homework at four and end at seven. Yes, 3 bloody hours of homework-ing. But, whatever. If this is going to help prepare us for the BIG you-know-what, then so be it. You know, I've been hearing the "you-know-what" for like so many times already in just these 3 weeks that I'm so gonna stop using it and call it the you-know-what from now onwards. Every teacher is going ,"O-levels..blahblah..O-levels..blahblah..and did I say O-levels?" It's like they're trying to scare us. Well, maybe they are . So that we'd work harder. But still. It's not like as if we don't already have so much pressure loaded on top of our heads. Anyway, I'd like to say something. It's general; meant for all actually. We all know by now that sec3 is a very important year, especially for the express students. We're gonna have to work real hard. No more slacking. I may sound like some idiotic mugger with no life who's trying to give advice. I don't care what you think. But seriously , it's important. Think about it. What we do now, is gonna affect our future. In a small way, at least. Yes, having fun is part of life and we &lt;strong&gt;MUST&lt;/strong&gt; have fun. But what's more important is balance. Alot of crap is gonna happen this year. I have a gut feeling. But whatever happens, I just hope we all stay focused on what we're in sec3 for. Don't let things get to you. Don't let it ruin your happiness and whatever happens, stay strong and calm. It's an important year people, don't let your oppurtunity to do well slip by. Yes, the you-know-what is really really important to all of us. I know I just said that teachers should stop scaring us about it. And now, I'm like ranting about it myself. But honestly, we can't deny that it's the goal we're all working towards. So yeah. I just hope you guys know what you'll are doing. Cut all the crap already , 2 years of drama was enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Alrightty, gotta ciao now. Adios ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[It's easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend .]&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/3251431687819913525-3299336128082454563?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/3299336128082454563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/walking-down-road-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3299336128082454563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3299336128082454563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/walking-down-road-of-life.html' title='Walking down the road of life;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S1ReRgygpYI/AAAAAAAAAY0/FmU5qs6_Tqg/s72-c/cold+night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-179851612684283971</id><published>2010-01-09T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:09:26.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colours ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S0hfyntUjxI/AAAAAAAAAYk/uzIO7nb9Riw/s1600-h/colours.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424691074424934162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/S0hfyntUjxI/AAAAAAAAAYk/uzIO7nb9Riw/s320/colours.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HEYYO. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've survived the first week at school ; wow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, okay. I'm liking my class better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess they are a pretty funny bunch of people. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I like my subject teachers as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The homework pressure hasn't started yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not that I'm eagerly anticipating it or anything, just that I think it'll be better to be prepared for the wave of torture. Mainly because, I don't deal well with stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuition's going to begin next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then it'll be the routine again: School.Homework.Tuition.CCA and so on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Speaking of CCA, had NP yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'm glad to say our unit has earned a silver. Weird isn't it, seeing how slack we were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Had campcraft yesterday. Learned new stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday's the release of 'O' level results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whether my bro is nervous or not, I definitely am. Don't ask me why, because I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bro and Dad have gone to MY and will be back tomorrow night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till then the computer's all mine. Muahahah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Alright, gotta ciao.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-179851612684283971?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/179851612684283971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/colours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/179851612684283971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/179851612684283971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/colours.html' title='Colours ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/S0hfyntUjxI/AAAAAAAAAYk/uzIO7nb9Riw/s72-c/colours.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-4690177737701080086</id><published>2010-01-04T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T17:26:42.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY 1 at School ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HEYHO;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;First day back at school. Not so bad, I'd say. I still don't like the class arrangement and the new timetable and lesson slots are complete crap . But whatever, we don't have a choice, do we? I can already feel the tension looking at the subjects printed on the timetable. I know I'l lhave to work extra hard if I want to pull through the year with good grades. I'll definitely have to mugg away, that's for sure. Not many ex-classmates in my new class now. But nevermind, I'm sure I'll make new friends. Of course, I'll never forget my 2/1 peeps and the memories I've shared with them; being in the same class for 2 years. I still miss and love 2/1. But we can't always have want we want right? So yeah. I shall just learn to live with it. Rashidha isn't sharing any lessons with me. That's sad, but still , I'm sure we'll be close friends no matter what. (: So yeah . That's about all for day one at school. I hope the year turns out well..And with just a bit of luck , they might forego the whole C.H.A.M.P.I.O.N.S class plan once they realise that no one's happy with it and that it isn't going to work. Heh , alrightts. Gotta run, adios .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-4690177737701080086?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/4690177737701080086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-1-at-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4690177737701080086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4690177737701080086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-1-at-school.html' title='DAY 1 at School ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-8754676950628168460</id><published>2010-01-03T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T14:23:12.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schooooooool ,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HELLO(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School's starting tomorrow. Though I hate the new class system that the school has come up with, I'm still looking forward to going to school. Mainly because I want to see all the people I haven't seen for the past one and a half months. But then again, I wish they'd change the class system. Honestly, it's crap. Whoever came up with this whole idea must have lost their sanity during the holidays. But, oh well , there's nothing we can do about it. It's already fixed so we might as well learn to live with it. I have no idea who is in my class. I guess I'll just have to find out at school. I'm meeting Rashidha on my way to school. We have lots to catch up on. We've talked over the phone, of course. But still, it's not like talking in person. (: Am going to play badminton with Bro later. God, I think I've gained weight over the holidays. Damn . Will have to find time for exercise during the weekends now that school is going to start. Starting from tomorrow, there'll be no more late night movies and computer during the weekdays. Haiz . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright, got to go now. Ciao ; &lt;/span&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/3251431687819913525-8754676950628168460?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/8754676950628168460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/schooooooool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8754676950628168460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8754676950628168460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/schooooooool.html' title='Schooooooool ,'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-1629758808221849596</id><published>2010-01-02T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:36:25.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh start ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;`HEYHO:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Got myself a new skin. I like it. Do comment on it yeahs? Alright, gotta run. Ciao peeps.&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/3251431687819913525-1629758808221849596?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/1629758808221849596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/heyhod-got-myself-new-skin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1629758808221849596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1629758808221849596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2010/01/heyhod-got-myself-new-skin.html' title='Fresh start ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-5913402395847334858</id><published>2009-12-31T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T16:43:18.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REFLECTIONS ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Heyyos :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;It's New Year's Eve and I've got some reflecting to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;So here goes;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I guess 2009 was pretty much well..eventful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Loads of things have happened this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Let's take a look back. (In no order whatsoever.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- President Obama was elected as the first black President, which was waaay cool (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- H1N1 took its toll, damn .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Mas Selamat was caught .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- LTTE was caught after 30 long years .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- And of course, not to forget MJ's untimely demise which was really saddening .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;These are just global happenings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Personally, I feel that this year hasn't been really great for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yes, there were great times as well. But on the whole, the year wasn't awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I am really looking forward to a better year, so I'll definitely welcome 2010 with open arms. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;As for resolutions, I haven't really made up anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;But I don't believe that making up resolutions is the important thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;To me, setting our hearts and minds to a particular aim and pursuing it is far more important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;And that, I hope to follow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Alrightt then, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/strong&gt; peeps and partaayy away ! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-5913402395847334858?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/5913402395847334858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/12/reflections.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5913402395847334858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5913402395847334858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/12/reflections.html' title='REFLECTIONS ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-4536662472089276337</id><published>2009-12-30T13:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T14:25:16.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Chaah !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;A BIGG Hello ! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Chaah Trip was simply awesome ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I miss all of them there, but still it's good to be back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;A great news for me though; they'll all be coming here! Chinese New Year I think. Can't wait!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anywaay, took loads of pics there. Will upload some,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzrucNPub8I/AAAAAAAAAYM/udcQSOKUXRQ/s1600-h/lee+and+rina.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420907269853179842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzrucNPub8I/AAAAAAAAAYM/udcQSOKUXRQ/s320/lee+and+rina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Lee tata &amp;amp; Rina tata (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzrupibesoI/AAAAAAAAAYU/x7xiAuDIu5Q/s1600-h/ma+and+rina.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420907498877923970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzrupibesoI/AAAAAAAAAYU/x7xiAuDIu5Q/s320/ma+and+rina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ma &amp;amp; Rina tata .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzruQhvhJEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gtnbyFx0mEc/s1600-h/edited-+us+gals.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420907069196805186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzruQhvhJEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gtnbyFx0mEc/s320/edited-+us+gals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Us girls. (: From left: Syahirah, Lee tata, Shena, Me and Rina tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzrtqnSSloI/AAAAAAAAAXs/fWH7b5z7yfA/s1600-h/bro+and+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420906417849800322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzrtqnSSloI/AAAAAAAAAXs/fWH7b5z7yfA/s320/bro+and+us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Bro and us .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzrtcECGDFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kxPZFDLSNgg/s1600-h/my+casins.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420906167868460114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzrtcECGDFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kxPZFDLSNgg/s320/my+casins.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;@Yong Peng. From left: Shena, Me, Syahirah and Bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzrtWdhZIQI/AAAAAAAAAXc/vI5SjJxbTqM/s1600-h/lee"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420906071631405314" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzrtWdhZIQI/AAAAAAAAAXc/vI5SjJxbTqM/s320/lee%27s+sexy+look.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Check out Lee tata's sexy look ! Wheewit ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzrtPbpFtMI/AAAAAAAAAXU/07NwYaitLq0/s1600-h/bekok+dam.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420905950867731650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzrtPbpFtMI/AAAAAAAAAXU/07NwYaitLq0/s320/bekok+dam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Fun shot @ Bekok Dam. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzruzKFfF8I/AAAAAAAAAYc/sAbRoDuvHJs/s1600-h/me+and+lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420907664141916098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzruzKFfF8I/AAAAAAAAAYc/sAbRoDuvHJs/s320/me+and+lee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Lee tata (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzrtJl4CVeI/AAAAAAAAAXM/P8OaihdRG8o/s1600-h/badminton.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420905850535564770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzrtJl4CVeI/AAAAAAAAAXM/P8OaihdRG8o/s320/badminton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;GO DAUKA ! ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Szrs_uJFLDI/AAAAAAAAAXE/yoenQSFUUpA/s1600-h/persona.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420905680955845682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Szrs_uJFLDI/AAAAAAAAAXE/yoenQSFUUpA/s320/persona.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Fooh, Dauka's car damn style siol !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Szrs5bc9eXI/AAAAAAAAAW8/y2MIQgsIKhk/s1600-h/pyramid.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420905572859738482" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Szrs5bc9eXI/AAAAAAAAAW8/y2MIQgsIKhk/s320/pyramid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cheyy. Dauka's photography skills not bad uh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Szrso_OxFZI/AAAAAAAAAW0/O55bI6X6PQo/s1600-h/my+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420905290406106514" style="WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Szrso_OxFZI/AAAAAAAAAW0/O55bI6X6PQo/s320/my+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;The whole family ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Clockwise from the top: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Syahirah, Dauka, Shena, Aunt &amp;amp; Uncle, Boy ka, Lee tata and Ma .&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/3251431687819913525-4536662472089276337?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/4536662472089276337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/12/chaah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4536662472089276337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4536662472089276337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/12/chaah.html' title='`Chaah !'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/SzrucNPub8I/AAAAAAAAAYM/udcQSOKUXRQ/s72-c/lee+and+rina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-1662742012700443014</id><published>2009-11-23T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T12:25:28.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I SO WANNA WATCH PARANORMAL ACTIVITY !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Gahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Okaay, I don't know why I posted this. Just felt like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But the damn movie is rated NC16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I hope I can sneak in with Bro. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Heeh, that's all yo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-1662742012700443014?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/1662742012700443014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-so-wanna-watch-paranormal-activity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1662742012700443014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1662742012700443014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-so-wanna-watch-paranormal-activity.html' title=''/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-2206524477347318332</id><published>2009-11-22T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:25:42.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;FIQAH's Shoutout Of The Day;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"I'M BOSLEY!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hohoho. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;`Hola Amis! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Guess what inspired that shoutout? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;lol. It's "WHOSE LINE IS IT ANYWAY" which I'm currently addicted to watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;God, that show is freaking hilarious! You guys should check it out sometime. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Anywaays, Birthday was a blast ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thank you to all those who had wished me. Really appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bro got me this lovely silver necklace and $10. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mum and Dad bought me a gold bracelet and $50 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;AND on top of that, they got me a red crumpler which I am so in love with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;We went to Swensons for Ice cream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It was really embarassing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;They brought in that birthday ice cream with the candle and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And all of them were like, staring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I quickly blew the flame away. God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then after ice creams, went for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm really excited about the 25thNov trip to MY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm going to be staying there for one whole month ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;All cousins are going to be meeting there on the 25th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's going to be a damn awesome trip ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Can't wait. Can't wait. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I don't know if I'll get the chance to blog before I go off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But well, if I don't, then just know that I've left already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Alrightty, gotta be going off now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Till the next time I post,  Au revoir! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-2206524477347318332?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/2206524477347318332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/11/updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2206524477347318332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2206524477347318332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/11/updates.html' title='Updates;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-1779724885327055040</id><published>2009-11-15T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:26:14.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And awaaay we go;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;HELLO ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Okaay, there's alot of stuff that has happened but I won't be listing them all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Simple reason- I'm laaazy. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bro's damn 'O's are overr yaww! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Why am I happy about it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;`Cause now I&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;can play computer all I like; no more disturbance to him! ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Went for class chalet on thursday; it was awesome, really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Met up with Nila and Rashidha at clementi interchange and headed towards pasir ris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, being us, we started crapping around in the mrt and sliding in the seats.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We reached pasir ris park and Yi Fei came with Wei Ping to fetch us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We lazed about and camwhored awhile in the chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Played cards and pass the parcel with music blasting away. Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Sv-fnXFhoSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ctexv0vMdW8/s1600-h/chalet.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404213576428790050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Sv-fnXFhoSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ctexv0vMdW8/s320/chalet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAHA. That's us. Umm, some of them are missing in the pic though. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Okaay, then we decided to walk to down the park to this restaurant for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;But it wasn't halal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;So me, Nila and Rashidha decided to go to Elias Mall's MAC and have lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Songlin wanted to follow, so we four took a cab to the mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ate real quick and rushed back in a cab to the park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Met up with the group and decided to rent bicycles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We rode all the way to wild wild wet as a group, despite the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;LOL, but it was really fun to ride in the rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And Vincent just couldn't help shouting out. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then I and Rashidha rode back to the park, returned the bikes and got ourselves drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then we strolled down the playground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;There, we starting playing on the swings like little kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;But it was fun. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then we went back to the chalet and washed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;In a while, the rest of the group came back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Rashidha and I had to leave so we said our goodbyes and went back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;That was the chalet day.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh. Today is Divya's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And the girl's fourteeen! so;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DIVYA! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Enjoy your day yeah? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tomorrow, I'm going to Malaysia! `WOOTS. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;But it's not a long trip though, I'll be back on the 19th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then after council camp, I'll be going away to MY for one whole month ! Omg, I'm damn excited. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;What I really look forward to is spending Raya Haji with my cousins there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;God, we're gonna rock the house down man! It's gonna be real fun, Heeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Okay, I'm off to do some last minute packing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Adios, peeps. (:&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/3251431687819913525-1779724885327055040?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/1779724885327055040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-awaaay-we-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1779724885327055040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1779724885327055040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-awaaay-we-go.html' title='And awaaay we go;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/Sv-fnXFhoSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ctexv0vMdW8/s72-c/chalet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-7061514413135025505</id><published>2009-11-10T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T12:02:02.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a habit, no big deal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hola peeps! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yesterday's Tamil lesson was pretty alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;She treated us pizza and all that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Of course, she gave us homework along with that too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fooh, I think I'm going to have to bring it all with me to Malaysia if I want to finsh that whole stack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway, after class, I talked with Divya, well, about stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I hope we cleared everything out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Even if we didn't, I hope things would go back to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;She's still my friend, no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;That's all I have to say about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh,oh! And her birthday's coming. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Speaking of which, my birthday is also coming. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I keep dropping hints to my brother about what I want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haha, I hope he got the message, though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Damn, I'm so bad. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Had a heated debate about smoking with Hussain Bro a few days back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lucky thing was, we were both suporting the same side; The smoking-is-good-for-nothing side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;`Cause if he were argueing against me, he was sure to win. Haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;But thank god, I have brothers who don't smoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And I would like to state some of the issues about smoking, here in my post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;First of all, I don't see why people would want to smoke, when they already know it's just bad for health. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Are they like, brainless or something to not be able to see that smoking has no benefits ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;They say that with about 2000 [or was it 7000?] chemicals rushing into your system when you smoke, it'll keep you awake and going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;But honestly, if that's what they want, there's always caffeine right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You can always grab a can of coke or get some coffee. Why smoke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And can't they see that they're just wasting money by smoking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Okay. To make things clearer, let's put it this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Let's say a smoker smokes one pack every five days, [yeah riiiight. But nevermind, let's just take the minimum.] he would spend about [taking the cheapest ciggarette price] say, $7-$8 every five days. So, in one month, he would spend about $42-$48. In a year, it'll be $504-$576. Just look at it. And this is just the least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just imagine what you can do with that amount of money every year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Go take a look at the statistics on the net. Goddamn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And smoking, besides being an expensive habit, is not an easy habit to kick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Forget the money, what about smokers' health ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;This habit is just going to kill them one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And it's not like as if smokers don't know this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;They know and yet, they still do it. And that is what I can't understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Why are smokers willing to sacrifice their health and money, just to get high with smoking ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I really don't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;But then again, we can only say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;To smoke or not, is an individual's choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;But I hope, they'll just think about it and one fine day the lightbulbs, that had been blown for so many years in their heads, suddenly go 'TING!" and they all realise that they is actually no point in smoking and they all quit this habit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;But then, I know it wouldn't happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;That's all peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-7061514413135025505?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/7061514413135025505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-habit-no-big-deal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/7061514413135025505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/7061514413135025505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-habit-no-big-deal.html' title='Just a habit, no big deal.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-3270459717037405926</id><published>2009-11-04T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:15:29.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS IT. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Omg, omg. Just got back after watching THIS IS IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Woah, it was awesome mann. :D Seriously. I just can't help thinking how much more awesome it would have been if it had been staged live, as planned. It's sad you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Now that I've seen the behind the scenes of the show, I can sense what a loss it is, not to have been able to make it real. To make MJ's dream real. His final show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fcuk cardiac arrests. Damn, I hate them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;But I understand that death is inevitable. Though I still don't understand why God has to part good souls from amongst us, I'm learning to cope with it. So yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;He's gone. But he'll live on, inside all his fans' hearts. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway, met Rashidha at the interchange at one. Then had lunch at MAC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;After that, made our way to the cineplex. We hung around for awhile and camwhored in the toilet. lol. But, I'm laaazy to put up the pics. Some other time, maybe. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Finally, went into the hall. Sat right at the back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;They played MJ's songs while waiting for the movie to start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And this small boy was super cute; he ran right into the hall and began dancing cool moves to MJ's Jam. Haha. Really cute, you know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then the movie began. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I think I was the only one screaming and cheering and singing along. Maybe there were people, but I didn't hear them. These two kids and a group of guys did scream now and then. So yeah. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The rest of them were simply dead. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Maybe they were just too attracted by the music and the beauty of it all that they were too pre occupied to make noise. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm telling you guys again, it was friggin awesome! It was the footage of his rehearsals for the THIS IS IT concert taken at the staples center. It was really cool to watch them work out everything for the show. And then there was Michael, trying to do everything in his calm manner. In the middle of the movie, there were some of the participants' talking about how they felt about the whole thing and about working with Michael. Most importantly, there was his performances of the following songs ! OMG, that was the whole awesome part!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. 'Wanna be startin' something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. Jam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. Can't stop loving you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;4. Human Nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;5. Man in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;6. What have I done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;7. Smooth Criminal (Omg, this was friggin cool!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;8. They don't really care about us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;9. I'll be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;10. Thriller (This was really awesome as well!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;11. Beat it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;12. Billie Jean. (GAHHH! :DD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;13. Heal the World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And so much more. Some of which I've missed out/can't recall/don't know the name of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;But really, it was uber awesome ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I miss MJ, I still do. But at the end of the movie, it was written, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Love lives forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I know it will and MJ is love, so MJ &lt;em&gt;will &lt;/em&gt;live forever. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;That's all peeps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-3270459717037405926?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/3270459717037405926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-it-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3270459717037405926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3270459717037405926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-it-d.html' title='THIS IS IT. :D'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-7030682915102781127</id><published>2009-11-03T20:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:06:58.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flooded (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HOLA YAW ! (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I`m damn happy, for several reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. I`ve gotten into the class I wanted!! And the friggin best part is that all the friends I wanted to see in the same class as me next year are soo there! Omg, omg ! I`m really happy ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. I`m gonna watch THIS IS IT tomorrow! Omg, doesn't that simply scream AWESOME with a capital A ? OMFG ! I'm super excited. I'd bet I won't stop bouncing in my seat and stop screaming in the cinema tomorrow ! ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. I so can't wait to go Malaysia and see all my cousins ! OMG ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I think I'll die of excitement ! ;P Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Actually I don't have much to post, but yeah. Felt like updating something. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;But don't worry, I'll definitely update tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;`Cause I just have to rant about how the show was! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;What else? Oh yeah, you guys just have to go check out Dane Cook's stand up comedies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haha. They're really funny! Especially the one on cheating! Omg, that was a riot! ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And yeah, do listen to Nick Pitera's A Whole New World on youtube. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's hard to believe, but he sang the female part of the song himself too! Omg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And it's not those screechy voice guys sing in when they're trying to sing a girl's part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;It sounds just like a girl. Seriously. That's like, woah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You won't believe it when watching, but it's really his goddamn voice ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Okaay, that's enough babbling for today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ciao, peeps . (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-7030682915102781127?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/7030682915102781127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/11/flooded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/7030682915102781127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/7030682915102781127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/11/flooded.html' title='Flooded (:'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-920359721794841559</id><published>2009-11-01T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:12:24.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/1♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;♥Twoone`ohnine so rocks! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love all of them, really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think we've all been a great big family through thick and thin and I'm really glad I was part of 2/1 `09. Although we'll be going in seperate ways, you people will forever be inside of me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I really want to thank you guys for everything. So I shall use this oppurtunity to do that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmm, let's go by index number, yeah ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;1.ANGIE- Thank you so much for being a such dear. And once again, thanks for the gift!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;2.JOO YEE- Ah, the class chairwoman! Thank you so much for everything. We know how much you've went through for all of us and I really appreciate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;3.ELAINE- Thanks you for being a bubbly character and cheering the class all the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;4.KELLY- Thanks for being a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;5.JOEY TAN- Thank you darling, for everything. The fun times we had with all the horny talk and stuff. And also, for being there. Love you, girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;6. JOEY TAY- Thanks for being a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;7. YEMIN- Just like Elaine, thank you for being supportive of the class at all times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;8.LINA- Thanks for being a sweet friend cum horny partner. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;9. MAISARAH- Thanks for being a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;10. NILA- Ahh, my dear dear pundek. ;P Thank you for being there for me. Hopefully, we'll meet in sec 3. Even if we don't, just do remember that I'll never forget the awesome times I've shared with you. Ily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;11. RASHIDHA- Haha, I don't have to say about this darling. My all-time bestie and cuzzie! All those memorable moments I've shared with you shall forever be within me. Thank you for being there for me at all times. Ily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;12. ZHI MING- My fellow hyper partner, I love you loads man! You've always made my day with your rants and spastic doings. Will never forget you, dear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;13. STEPHANIE- Thanks for being a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;14. It's me. Skiiiip. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;15. XIN HUI- Thanks for being a friend, and of course cooking partner ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;16. XIU ZHEN- Thanks for being a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;17. KING YAN- Thanks for being &lt;/span&gt;on't know much about you guys, but still. Thanks for being part of the class and working together with us, yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;18. QIAN YI- Hey sexaayy! ;P Anywaays, thank you for being such a dear friend and being my les partner. lol. I'll never forget all those horny times. Love you, babe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;19 and 20. JUN WEI and SHAO JIE- I don't know you guys much, but still, thanks for being part of 2/1 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;21. SONGLIN- Ah yes, my dear lan jiao! Thank you for being a really good buddy and despite all those stupid comments from you, I think you're still a great friend ! Will miss you deyy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;22. JOSHUA- `lil green frog! ;P okaay, sorry. But yeah, thanks for being a good friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;23. WEI PING- I haven't got to know you much and all, but still. The random jokes of yours during class were really entertaining. lol. Thanks for being part of the 2/1 family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;24. JUN HIN- I don't know you much too. But still, thank you for doing alot of the class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;25. YI FEI- Sec 1 chairman! lol. Thank you for playing a part in bringing the class together and of course, for being a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;26 and 27. HOU WEN and JIA CHONG- I don't know you guys much, but still you guys were friends to me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;28. LIN WIN- I think only recently, I got to know you better. Still, thanks for being a friend.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;29. SHAFIQ- Thanks for being a good friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;30. HARISH- Thanks for being a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;31. YEE JIAN- Thanks for being a friend and getting the class all cheery with your incessant jokes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;32. VENKAT- Thanks for being a good friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;33.IRVIN- Thanks for being a friend. And oh, for all those archie comics too ! ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;34. KAI XIANG- I guess you've been pretty noisy and all, but still. Thanks for being a great help with IT stuff. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;35. CHUNG LOK- Mr.Vice-Chair, thanks for helping in the bringing up of the class. And for being a friend too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;36. US VAITESSWAR- Thanks for the help with studies and all. Cheers for topping the level! You've brought pride to 2/1 yeah? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;37. VINCENT- Vincent! Thanks for being a good pal! And for helping with my Chem! Hopefully, we meet in sec 3!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;38. PUI BOON- Yo ! My beating partner! lol. Okaay la, sorry for all those times I've hit you. For fun, only. ;P But still, you were a great friend to know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;39 and 40. GUANG HAN and ZHU YU- You guys are really funny when put together. lol. Thanks for being friends yeah? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;There! The whole of 2/1. My family for 2 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll really miss all of them. I'll miss being in a class with all of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hope to meet you guys in sec 3 yeah? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do take care. Treasure the last 2 days that we'll be in a class together, kay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Syafiqah loves y'll. ♥&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/3251431687819913525-920359721794841559?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/920359721794841559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/11/21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/920359721794841559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/920359721794841559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/11/21.html' title='2/1♥'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-4747904606891441246</id><published>2009-10-31T23:13:00.038+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:40:34.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah blah blah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;What’s your current mood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-HYPED UP YAWW ! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Who do you miss right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Malaysia cuzzies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What’s going on around you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Bro's mugging. Dad's showering. Mum's in the hall, digging her nose. heh, kidding laar&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;How long have you been up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Geez, Idk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Did you watch the news?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Yeah, part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-At the beach, star gazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Did you work today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-If you call printing out your portfolio working, then hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Are you afraid of the dark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What’s your biggest fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-I haven't figured that one out yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What color is your underwear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-God. I forgot. Gotta check later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What color(s) are your shoes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Not wearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What color(s) is your shirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What color(s) are your pants?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What is the date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-311009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What is the year?. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-`ohnine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What is the day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Saturdaaaay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;What is the month you were born in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-November and it rocks my arse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;What year were you born in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-`95.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;What is your zodiac sign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Scorpio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;What is your lucky number(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-None.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Where are you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Bro's room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Are you excited about any thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Hell yeah. About going to Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;What can you not wait for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Fcuk you. About going to Malaysia!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Are you sleepy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Hell no. I'm HYPAAA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;How many people have you called today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Three, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;What are you drinking right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;What are you eating right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Are you crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Obviously not. I wouldn't be doing this survey if I was crying, you smartass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Are you afraid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Of whuut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Are you happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Yesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Are you mad at any one right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Hell yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do you believe in a higher being?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do you believe in Satan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do you worship Satan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Naww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do you think he is good or bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Bad. Duh-uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;How many times have you cried today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-None.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;What made you cry the first time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Skiiip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;What are you thinking right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-About when to go watch THIS IS IT. Omg, omg !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do you hate being asked the same question three times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-I'm impatient, FYI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do you hate being asked the same question three times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-God. You're retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do you hate being asked the same question three times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Okay, skiiip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;If you could have one wish what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-That all I wish for comes true. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Okay fine you can have one more:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Don't want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Are you in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-No waaay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;What time is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-11.32pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Why don’t pigs fly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-`Cause they're heavy and don't have wings ! GODD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Did you like this survey?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Yeah, it was totally random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What is your favorite month?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-November! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What is your favorite holiday?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Year End December holidays. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What is your favorite season?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Depends on the mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-4747904606891441246?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/4747904606891441246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/blah-blah-blah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4747904606891441246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4747904606891441246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/blah-blah-blah.html' title='blah blah blah.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-8036268745548990043</id><published>2009-10-31T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:00:55.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know nothing ,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hola Peeps! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in a friggin good mood today. Suprisingly, after what happened yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okaay, updates. The Ubin camp was cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We got splitted into groups with students from other schools. Made some new friends. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rock Climbing, Maze, Rafting and the Night games was fun. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Especially RAFTING ! Especially when the waves came and rocked our raft! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha, omg. We got damn wet, but whatever. It was fun. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The night games were great. Rashidha's group and my group combined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And this malay fella from Rashidha's group..I think his name is Hafiq was damn damn funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;He kept cracking jokes. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then on our trip back, we ate the shyiok-est nasi lemak at Changi Jetty. Sedap, bodoh. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The next day I was too lazy to go to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But well, there was the Champion's Challenge booth to manage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So dragged myself to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Good thing I went I guess, it was pretty fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then had drama rehearsal till 7. 'Cause it was the last rehearsal before the actual drama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday got back report books. I was pleased with my results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe the positioning could have been better, but still. I think I did quite well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, cheers. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I was hurt and angry with what SOMEONE said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously. If you don't know what's happening, you should shut the hell up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sensible enough right? But apparently, SOME people just can't shut their bloody big mouths up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;They think they know everything. Well, they don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm happy with my results. And I &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; I owe my brother BIG time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Only I know how much my brother has done for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I happen to know him better than you do. So eff off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like Rashidha said, not all five fingers are the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't judge people if you don't know about them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess I shouldn't have let it get to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But nevermind, my mood improved when we went to get ready for drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though, I have to thank these people for being there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rashidha.Venkat.Nila.Songlin.Joey.ZhiMing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wore a sari for the first time in my life yesterday :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Goddamn. It's really embarassing having a teacher tie a sari for you. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then all those make up. God. A village girl? No way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then Karthik and Ganesh prep talked awhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After that, we had to go down to the hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The drama went pretty smoothly I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Karthik and Ganesh said it was great and all. Then we took some pics together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After that, went to change and returned home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;At night, went for a walk with Bro and Mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;While playing badminton with Bro, talked and laughed about the Deeparaya concert with both of them. Omg, hadn't laughed like that in ages. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I laughed until I couldn't even hold the racquet properly. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was pretty much nothing. I worked on my Council Portfolio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, that's about all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I so wanna go watch THIS IS IT one of these days. Omg, omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm..maybe I'll go with Nila and Rashidha. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okays, gotta ciao now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Adios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;[Once again, I love God.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-8036268745548990043?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/8036268745548990043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/hola-peeps-im-in-friggin-good-mood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8036268745548990043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8036268745548990043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/hola-peeps-im-in-friggin-good-mood.html' title='You know nothing ,'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-8972000789700204840</id><published>2009-10-25T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T12:44:36.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yesterday`s health carnival was awesome :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Went to school with Rashidha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;She told me about this unexpected incident with this guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haha, I couldn`t stop laughing man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;First, headed to the Homecons room to help out with the jellies our class was making.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then went to the hall for some briefing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;After that, we were left to get ready for the carnival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The finger like projection thingy was damn cool; I went to squeeze it. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anywaaays, for the first couple of hours, was just crapping around with Rashidha, Vincent, LinWin and some others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then me, Rashidha and LinWin went to do our duty at the Redemption booth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;There was this damn cute &amp;amp; damn fat bear that LinWin kept insisting was his. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then crapped crapped crapped more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;After that, Rashidha and I decided to join Venkat and Shafiq in the promoting of our jellies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hehe, we were walking around with the jellies on a trolley and the big board, screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"2/1  jelly, two dollar!" hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We forced alot of people to buy. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then, Rashidha bought coupons for the carnival. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then we roamed about, looking for stuff to buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then I had to go for the hip hop dancing thingy. Rashidha followed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lina got soo high during the dance. haha. She`s damn cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Omg, Ms.Rachel can DANCE, man! She`s like super flexible and just super AWESOME !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We cheered and screamed for her. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then me and Rashidha went down to our class booth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We just crapped around with Vincent, Songlin, Zhi Ming, Nila and the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then we played some games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;After that, Vincent used Rashidha`s last $1 coupon to dedicate a song to the whole of 2/1.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Boom Boom Pow! God, when they announced it, we screamed like hell, man. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then they played the song and I got carried away by the beat. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Soon after, the rest of the class arrived and we began packing up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then we got nothing to do. So Venkat, Shafiq, Maii, Nila, Rashidha and I played heartattack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then the chinese boys began to throw a bear up the blowing thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The bear shot into the air, flying. haha. Damn cool la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then we went to the hall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;After prize presentation, we were dismissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Overall, I think 2/1 did great! Three cheers for us, yeah? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;In the evening, got ready to go to the mosque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dad says I look different in tudung. Really meh? I don`t see a difference. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;In the mrt, I saw this guy who had tatooed all over his bald head. It was damn cool la. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We got down at tanjong pagar and went to the Palmer road mosque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Omg, I love that mosque man. It sooo queit, and well, peaceful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;It has a strange calming effect and I love it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;First, Bro and I fed the pigeons. Then we went upstairs and lit up the joss sticks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then we prayed in the room for awhile. We stayed there until after maghrib. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;After asking the Imam for blessings, we left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;After that, we went for dinner at the railway station. It was a cool place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I felt like I was at Malaysia. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Talked with family while eating. At 9+, left for home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Today morning, I struggled to wake up. Was damn tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Later will be going to get some stuff for camp with Bro and Mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;There`s drama practice tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;At least, there`s something to do tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I realise that I haven`t been appreciating God for all that He has given me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;But now, I want to do that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thank you God, for blessing me with a great family, loving people who surround me all the time, even in times of need. I`m really grateful to Him for giving me all I want and ask for. I love God. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;[P.S: That was a damn long post.lol.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-8972000789700204840?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/8972000789700204840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8972000789700204840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8972000789700204840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-god.html' title='I love God.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-499848277239582220</id><published>2009-10-23T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:47:06.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuning out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;HEY HO :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I`m in a super good mood today. But I don`t know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I thought I`m supposed to be PMS-ing. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Tommorow`s the health carnival. I so can`t wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I think our class has got the best booth of the carnival; the redemption booth. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Spent most of today`s lessons wrapping the remaining gifts for tommorrow and helping paint the posters. Hopefully, tommorrow turns out to be a success. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Cheers, 2/1ers. I think we`ve done a great job so far, yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I`m so gonna miss all the classmates who don`t end up in the same class as me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;But still, I love y`all. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Today`s drama practice was damn hilarious. Omg, Karthik is super funny :D hahaas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I had to keep stiffling back my laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Reahersal was pretty cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I think we`re going to do pretty well, actually, put all our playful-ness and laughter aside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Thing is, my costume is a sari. And I don`t have a clue how to wear a sari. God, save me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Tuesday and Wednesday there`s ATC camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I`m almost done packing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I hear Ubin`s scary. God, I hope so. The thrills and chills..this gotta be good ! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;So yeah, I`m excited. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Bro`s BIG 'O's are here. I really want him to do well. I know he will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I`ve been testing him his notes, re-writing his corrections to make him do again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;And of course, not to mention the numerous tips and advice I`ve been giving him. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I must have really sounded like some grandma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Or older sister, more like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;But whuutever. Suprisingly enough, he didn`t say anything to shut me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;He just listened on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I guess the exam stress does that to you, huh? You just need all the help you can get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;And I`ll be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I`ll be there throughout, for my brother, no matter what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Because duh. He`s my one and only brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Aww, so sweet right? Yeah, yeah whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;All the best for the Os, Bro! You can do it, I know. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;He`s having some study partner over today at home. They`ll be doing like this midnight marathon, studying till tommorrow 5 o`clock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;AND They`ll be mugging away in MY room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;My room is too cramped up, says Bro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Haiz. Sometimes, the things you have to sacrifice..for your sibling to do well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Ah, nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;But woah. I don`t think I`ll be doing stuff like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I know I can`t stay awake throughout the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Sleep is way too precious and important. ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Anyways, I`m addicted to Hasili Fisiliye from Aadhavan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;The song so rocks. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;[Oh. And a random fact: I wish cancer would just get lost. Screw cancer, seriously.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-499848277239582220?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/499848277239582220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/tuning-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/499848277239582220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/499848277239582220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/tuning-out.html' title='tuning out.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-2027248307510315211</id><published>2009-10-22T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:34:00.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babbles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Omg, omg. Today was damn FUNNN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We had 3 whole free periods. 3 whole hours, with nothing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; Actually 3 and a half, if you count the first half an hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ohmygod. So guess whuut we did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh yeah! Gather around and play funny games. Haahaas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;First it started out with me, Nila and Rashidha playing that beat-the-hand thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We hit each others' hands until it was all red. LOL. Oooh, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; huh, Nila? ;P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anywaaay, I whacked Nila`s hand until she got this bloodclot thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;hahhahaahah. Sorrryyyy, Nila. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then some boys wanted to arm wrestle. We didn`t play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;`Coz our hands were burning. Yes, BURNING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then after my hands cooled down, I played it with Vincent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Omg, he whack super hard la. Pain seyh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;LinWin even worse, he whack like nobody`s business. Of course, I whacked back. ;P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Until we both decided to give up. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then Me, Rashidha, Vincent, Nila, Venkat and Shafiq all gather and play heartattack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then later, LinWin, Joey, Xin Hui, King Yan, Yi Fei all join in. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;OH. I hereby declare that the best forfeit of the year(for heartattack) is to make the loser spread their arms on the table and all the others gather round and whack the loser`s arms all they want, for ten seconds. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And guess who`s big idea was that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;MINE, thank you. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Omg, I seriously pity Nila and LinWin. Their arms were bloody red! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;After that we got bored of it and we all played Truth or Dare. Damn cool la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Especially the dares. hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lina and Maii also joined in the game. We were making a hell lot of noise, but who cares? So fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;After that our class went to help out with the wrapping of gifts for the redemption booth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;On the whole, it was a pretty enjoyable day. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The results, most of them, are out. I`m quite happy with them. So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tomorrow got drama practice for the concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; I think I`m going to enjoy this skit. It`s pretty fun; these practices, I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I find going for this drama practice takes my mind off other, well, things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I don`t understand, but whuutever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I`m not going to think about it. Look where it led me to, the last time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Omg, I can`t wait for the holidays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I`m soo looking forward to it! And I bet Raya Haji with the cuzzies is going to be a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Malaysia, I`m coming. I`m coming. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-2027248307510315211?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/2027248307510315211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/babbles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2027248307510315211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2027248307510315211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/babbles.html' title='Babbles.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-4753343570718076498</id><published>2009-10-20T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:32:20.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey randomness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;So, what did you do yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Nth much really. Just slack around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the weather good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What hand do you hold your toothbrush in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Right i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do you hold the toothpaste in the free hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Favorite gum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-I forgot the name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shoe goes on first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-God knows ! Anything will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever seen snails have sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Do photos count ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever seen a baby pigeon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Again, do photos count ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever seen a wheelchair on the beach?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Hmm. No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What number do you live at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-What do you mean, what number ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How many belts do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Ehhh. Two or so ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What does your myspace name Mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Whuuut ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Most used word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Hehe. You wouldn`t want to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word you hardly use?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Duno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest word you've head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Head ? Hahha. Now that`s funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you say your Chav or Emo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- You talking in Eng ? Wth is Chav supposed to mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last text received said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-"Ok" (Bro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last reply said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-"Buy me pancake on your way back."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the texts in your inbox are from:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Rashidha. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Language you'd like to learn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-French. Hahha, it seems like a pretty funny language to me. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Worst thing to eat after brushing your teeth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-I don`t know. Mint chewing gum ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you hear now, exactly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Some lady on TV talking away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdest pet you've had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Hahhaa. I only owned a fish. And it died a week later. So yeah, you could call that weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the pets you've had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Like I said, only a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So, its winter but really hot...still go to the beach?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Yeah. Why not ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pokemon or Digimon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Pokemon luhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the Pokemon theme tune off by heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Hahaha. Yupp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate it when old people call you 'dear'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-I don`t mind really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite nickname?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-FIQAH! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who called you it first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Ashraf Bro. (: Omg, I miss him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever seen a cat cough up a hair ball?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-God, no. Don`t want to, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Favorite song ATM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-You won`t believe it, but it`s unfaithful and taking back my love. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you went to hospital was because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Uncle kena accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you went to hospital for your own need was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Uhhh. To remove this plastic thingy that went into my eye and made me keep tearing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-4753343570718076498?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/4753343570718076498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/survey-randomness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4753343570718076498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4753343570718076498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/survey-randomness.html' title='Survey randomness.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-9052467840041328972</id><published>2009-10-19T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T15:32:51.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JALAN RAYA `09 :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;This deepavali holiday was great. Friday, had ushering duty. Slacked alot with the others. Was fun, though. At night, watched Deepavali countdown. Sat, stayed home and watched movies. Then at night went for Mum's birthday dinner. Went Jalan Raya yesterday. Omg, was damn fun !Woke up today with aching heels. Haiz. Heheh. Tomorrow going Little India. Wed, ah well. I don`t wanna think about it. The results. Damn. Anyway, here are some of the group pics we took. Took alot, but lazy to upload all of them. So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cheers ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/StwlwODY1aI/AAAAAAAAAWc/LQyxwOi3Ie4/s1600-h/baby+nadia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394227964019266978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/StwlwODY1aI/AAAAAAAAAWc/LQyxwOi3Ie4/s320/baby+nadia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Baby nadia! LOL. Cute, rightt ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/StwpjvID_mI/AAAAAAAAAWk/yYoP9VJvmzo/s1600-h/lying+on+nila.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394232147605454434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/StwpjvID_mI/AAAAAAAAAWk/yYoP9VJvmzo/s320/lying+on+nila.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hehe. And we're all squashing Nila. ;P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;MY IDEA, MY IDEA! Heeeheeehahahohoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ahh..the rest, damn this stupid blogger. The pic uploader is super slow and laggy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;If you guys wanna see the pics, go facebook, can see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Uhhh. And our stupid comments also. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gotta ciao now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bye peeps.&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/3251431687819913525-9052467840041328972?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/9052467840041328972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/jalan-raya-09-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/9052467840041328972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/9052467840041328972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/jalan-raya-09-d.html' title='JALAN RAYA `09 :D'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/StwlwODY1aI/AAAAAAAAAWc/LQyxwOi3Ie4/s72-c/baby+nadia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-6276000238104437995</id><published>2009-10-15T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T17:39:20.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; I have to say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Okay, I have some things I want to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Lately, there has been well, I don`t know what you`d call it, but some awkward stuff that has been going on. I realise that there is fault on me as well. So , even if you guys aren`t going to talk it out , it doesn`t matter. I want to say that I`m sorry if I`d hurt/upset/confused/angered or whatever you.  I hope things will be all right. Because I still love you guys as my friends, though there has been this awkward silence between us. [Because of some things that I got upset over.] God, I suck at asking forgiveness. But yeah, I hope you get the point. People make mistakes and I`ve done them too. Alot of them, actually. Mistakes, I mean. But well, I hope you guys will accept this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;[I`m sorry okay ?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-6276000238104437995?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/6276000238104437995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/6276000238104437995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/6276000238104437995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-to-say.html' title='&amp; I have to say...'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-2428451991993200584</id><published>2009-10-14T17:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T17:25:19.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARTAYY ! ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Hell,yeah ! The exams are soooo over! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Went JE after sch. Me and Rashidha just slacked around in the library. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Then waited for Venkat and Shafiq to come over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;We began scribbling all over the floor. ;P Random stuff. And talked lots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;It was nice, just our private time alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Then Venkat and Shafiq came. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;We sat there for a few seconds and there was this awkward silence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;And later..came some confessions and heart-to-heart talks. Things were okay after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Divya came after a while to borrow books or something and then left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;After some talking, decided to head to Mac for lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;The boys followed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;It began raining while we were in Mac. Then after eating, went outside to play around awhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;LOL. We were like little kids, seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Then began screaming into that repeater thingy. Haha. Was damn hilarious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;It was just like the old times, when Shafiq, Venkat, SL, me and Rashidha worked on our projects and crapped around. Hehe. Fun old times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;And then I realised how much I missed those times. Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt; We got all soaked in the rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Shidha and I must be the first people on earth to get wet even while holding an umbrella. Tsssk. ;P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Then left for home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I hope things will be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I think talking it out with the boys helped clear some things out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Meanwhile, I can't wait to see you guys and spend time with all of you! Missing you all, so so much.&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/3251431687819913525-2428451991993200584?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/2428451991993200584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/partayy-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2428451991993200584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2428451991993200584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/partayy-d.html' title='PARTAYY ! ;D'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-2780138857871344707</id><published>2009-10-13T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T17:29:17.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blahs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/StQ2OPMg5FI/AAAAAAAAAWU/U6t8V-yJUF0/s1600-h/mum"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391994272094413906" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/StQ2OPMg5FI/AAAAAAAAAWU/U6t8V-yJUF0/s320/mum%27s+weddin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/StQ1sgEWEbI/AAAAAAAAAWE/gszrK3K1An0/s1600-h/mother.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391993692508000690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/StQ1sgEWEbI/AAAAAAAAAWE/gszrK3K1An0/s320/mother.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;[My mother. Then, and now. Heeh. And that cute girl's me, of course :P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;`HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOTHER! ily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;I don`t &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; you anymore. You`re just not the same person I used to know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;But whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;I couldn`t be bothered. More like, I CHOOSE &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SsswirnX3pI/AAAAAAAAAUE/3gSPCTnapIA/s1600-h/bro+n+rashi+side.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NOT to be bothered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;You know, sometimes, having an older brother isn`t that bad. At least, you can tell him stuff without breaking down. And instead of trying to advice you..well. sometimes, they do. but still, most of the time, they just listen. Which is great. I told Bro everything and he just listened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;And then, laughed. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;But yeah, at least it was smth. And believe it or not, I felt lighter after telling him stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Thanks Bro. (: ily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;[God. Did I just say that? The world must be coming to an end.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Random fact: I love Rashidha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Oops. I sounded les, saying that. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;But no worries, I`m &lt;strong&gt;totally&lt;/strong&gt; not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;I sooo can`t wait to see &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; and spend time with all you guys. Omgomg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;OHOH! I forgot! I have a nickname for SongLin. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;LAN JIAO! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;That's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;[Wow, hasn't he changed. In a good way, of course. Heeh.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-2780138857871344707?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/2780138857871344707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/blahs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2780138857871344707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2780138857871344707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/blahs.html' title='Blahs.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/StQ2OPMg5FI/AAAAAAAAAWU/U6t8V-yJUF0/s72-c/mum%27s+weddin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-2177609013428467555</id><published>2009-10-02T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:06:16.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EID.09 clicks,</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sorrry; late updaates yeah. LOL. Had some problem uploading them.. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss9BClmk7lI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Pyv78iPdibg/s1600-h/me+n+rashi+close+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390598791695232594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss9BClmk7lI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Pyv78iPdibg/s320/me+n+rashi+close+eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss9AvwZWZHI/AAAAAAAAAV0/_gV-eX31BVo/s1600-h/posinf+failed,+laughs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390598468175029362" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss9AvwZWZHI/AAAAAAAAAV0/_gV-eX31BVo/s320/posinf+failed,+laughs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss9An40T9eI/AAAAAAAAAVs/v6rowuSaDYQ/s1600-h/tongue+out.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390598332996646370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss9An40T9eI/AAAAAAAAAVs/v6rowuSaDYQ/s320/tongue+out.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss9An40T9eI/AAAAAAAAAVs/v6rowuSaDYQ/s1600-h/tongue+out.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss9AVlOws_I/AAAAAAAAAVc/b9qF4lw8hfM/s1600-h/th+adults.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390598018501227506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss9AVlOws_I/AAAAAAAAAVc/b9qF4lw8hfM/s320/th+adults.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss9AVlOws_I/AAAAAAAAAVc/b9qF4lw8hfM/s1600-h/th+adults.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss9AEVWtrZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/nelQd3lvGwk/s1600-h/aisha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390597722181840274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss9AEVWtrZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/nelQd3lvGwk/s320/aisha.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss9AEVWtrZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/nelQd3lvGwk/s1600-h/aisha.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss8_kW4TJfI/AAAAAAAAAVM/mSVBH6mnpdw/s1600-h/back+view+of+us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390597172835329522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss8_kW4TJfI/AAAAAAAAAVM/mSVBH6mnpdw/s320/back+view+of+us.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss8_URRgqVI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-yYK2bDf4SI/s1600-h/bro+down.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390596896452553042" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss8_URRgqVI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-yYK2bDf4SI/s320/bro+down.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss2-Bxa_eEI/AAAAAAAAAU8/6siEUk0U-Iw/s1600-h/bro+in+scarf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390173266688047170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss2-Bxa_eEI/AAAAAAAAAU8/6siEUk0U-Iw/s320/bro+in+scarf.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssxSn0TlHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/oiO946AUum4/s1600-h/me+n+rashi"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389455575074706546" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssxSn0TlHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/oiO946AUum4/s320/me+n+rashi%27s+sparklers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssxSE_58GI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Y0OoDaYn2pE/s1600-h/takin+frm+bro.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389455565728116834" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssxSE_58GI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Y0OoDaYn2pE/s320/takin+frm+bro.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssxRRQjhSI/AAAAAAAAAUk/wrjyneAocD4/s1600-h/sparklers+n+us!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389455551839307042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssxRRQjhSI/AAAAAAAAAUk/wrjyneAocD4/s320/sparklers+n+us!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssxCHVfZ8I/AAAAAAAAAUc/GP2gecG9uNg/s1600-h/my+sparkler!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389455291477616578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssxCHVfZ8I/AAAAAAAAAUc/GP2gecG9uNg/s320/my+sparkler!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssxBshxO7I/AAAAAAAAAUU/-c-VmZZtpYM/s1600-h/my+hand+n+rashi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389455284281359282" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssxBshxO7I/AAAAAAAAAUU/-c-VmZZtpYM/s320/my+hand+n+rashi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssxBH-pXYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/DWghXfba744/s1600-h/me+n+aisha+playing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389455274470366594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssxBH-pXYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/DWghXfba744/s320/me+n+aisha+playing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SsswiMMBkzI/AAAAAAAAAT8/q19kEimyX58/s1600-h/bro"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389454743024276274" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SsswiMMBkzI/AAAAAAAAAT8/q19kEimyX58/s320/bro%27s+side.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SsswhoDVHBI/AAAAAAAAAT0/sukbPQEZVMQ/s1600-h/bro+th+deliverer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389454733324131346" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SsswhoDVHBI/AAAAAAAAAT0/sukbPQEZVMQ/s320/bro+th+deliverer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Sssv9SKrUqI/AAAAAAAAATs/lMs1v9cipv4/s1600-h/sparkler+cut+bro.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389454108974076578" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Sssv9SKrUqI/AAAAAAAAATs/lMs1v9cipv4/s320/sparkler+cut+bro.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Sssv8iIZtXI/AAAAAAAAATk/86BNT4kHp50/s1600-h/rashi"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389454096079631730" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Sssv8iIZtXI/AAAAAAAAATk/86BNT4kHp50/s320/rashi%27s+sparkler.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Sssv8bTU33I/AAAAAAAAATc/5wX_qTcxVqE/s1600-h/rashi+with+2+sparklers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389454094246403954" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Sssv8bTU33I/AAAAAAAAATc/5wX_qTcxVqE/s320/rashi+with+2+sparklers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssvStl3-ZI/AAAAAAAAATU/m0R_7W9k9a8/s1600-h/sparkler+n+aisha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389453377601534354" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssvStl3-ZI/AAAAAAAAATU/m0R_7W9k9a8/s320/sparkler+n+aisha.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssuxnLmYOI/AAAAAAAAAS8/xMaEyLyQtwM/s1600-h/nisha"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389452808945033442" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssuxnLmYOI/AAAAAAAAAS8/xMaEyLyQtwM/s320/nisha%27s+sparkler.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssuxnLmYOI/AAAAAAAAAS8/xMaEyLyQtwM/s1600-h/nisha"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssuhP73JKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/R4mnDpzUugU/s1600-h/bro+n+nisha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389452527827100834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssuhP73JKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/R4mnDpzUugU/s320/bro+n+nisha.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssuLLH4KtI/AAAAAAAAASs/qllTuBld5qg/s1600-h/group+pic+side..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389452148578200274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssuLLH4KtI/AAAAAAAAASs/qllTuBld5qg/s320/group+pic+side..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssuB-oa22I/AAAAAAAAASk/6IVIoPFCCx0/s1600-h/grp+pic+with+bro.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389451990606207842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssuB-oa22I/AAAAAAAAASk/6IVIoPFCCx0/s320/grp+pic+with+bro.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SssuB-oa22I/AAAAAAAAASk/6IVIoPFCCx0/s1600-h/grp+pic+with+bro.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SsstRHqoVOI/AAAAAAAAASc/SSAtgnQhUIE/s1600-h/mum"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389451151217808610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SsstRHqoVOI/AAAAAAAAASc/SSAtgnQhUIE/s320/mum%27s+back.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SsstRHqoVOI/AAAAAAAAASc/SSAtgnQhUIE/s1600-h/mum"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SsssB0LdkzI/AAAAAAAAASU/KtfTXN_7kZ4/s1600-h/th+bros..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389449788777141042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SsssB0LdkzI/AAAAAAAAASU/KtfTXN_7kZ4/s320/th+bros..JPG" border="0" /&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/3251431687819913525-2177609013428467555?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/2177609013428467555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/eid09-clicks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2177609013428467555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2177609013428467555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/10/eid09-clicks.html' title='EID.09 clicks,'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/Ss9BClmk7lI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Pyv78iPdibg/s72-c/me+n+rashi+close+eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-5372485949750565222</id><published>2009-09-30T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:17:22.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`EID 09 ! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Omg.Omg.Omg ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eid 09 was a blast! ;P It was superduper funn! Okaay. Will upload the pics ASAP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Okays. So now for the normal updates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Yesterday was awesome! Really. I can`t remember the last time I had so much of fun. The chinese had exam. So we malays and indians were left to do our own stuff. Free period, you see. The teachers didn't even come in! What luck. LOL. After all the chinese left, we quickly put chairs in a circle and sat down. All of us. And we started playing truth or dare. LOL. Then we played a round of shoot/shack/marry. It was really funny. I mean, all the truths came out. We were really open. Gross topics arose as well. But of course. Then everytime a teacher went past, one of us would go, "what's the chemical formula for glucose?" and everyone would just play along. So as to, you know, let them know we were just testing each other science questions. Till the end, we were still asking around for the chemical formula for glucose. LOL. Which I swear, I don't know. Which brings up the topic, "Revision". Which I so have not started on. Ohmygodd. I've got to consider starting soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Today was tamil exam. It was average, on the whole. After the exam, went MAC with Rashi, where we couldn't stop laughing at the different people who were doing hilarious stuffs. God. The amount of laughter FBTs, tall americans with a capital T (and a particular &lt;em&gt;old&lt;/em&gt; one..LOL) and indian foreigners can bring about. Haha.. *winks at Rashidha* Oh well. One exam down, three more to go. I can seriously feel a burden being lifted off once we're done with Tamil. Maybe coz it's, you know, &lt;em&gt;Tamil&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;I've realised something. And I'm glad I realised it. Coz I'm positive it's gonna help. What I've realised is this: There are little things in life that'll actually make you happy. It can be the simplest things, like you know, maybe a friend kidding around with you like you're his best bud. It'll make you happy. Really. It will. When we learn to appreciate these simple pleasures, we'll be a more happier person. So I'm not going to brood over issues and be sad over things that actually, now that I see it, are not worth brooding over. I'm simply going to enjoy all these little joys I've always had been having, but never noticed them. I'm going to enjoy every moment of happiness. Coz I want to be happy. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;So yeah. Till the next post, ttyl ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-5372485949750565222?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/5372485949750565222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/09/eid-09-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5372485949750565222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5372485949750565222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/09/eid-09-d.html' title='`EID 09 ! :D'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-2103481839937048901</id><published>2009-09-10T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:02:59.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A vow I hope I won`t break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;I`ve come up with a promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;To myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;I promise that no matter whuut happens, I will promise to keep strong and as happy as possible. Because I`ve realised that as much as some stuff can hurt you, it is still important to stay happy and keep smiling. So no matter whuut I feel inside of me, [which is pure hell at the moment, if you really must know] I will and I must stay happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;So yeah. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;BIGBIGG smiles ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-2103481839937048901?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/2103481839937048901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/09/vow-i-hope-i-wont-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2103481839937048901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2103481839937048901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/09/vow-i-hope-i-wont-break.html' title='A vow I hope I won`t break.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-4237912447148589183</id><published>2009-09-08T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:03:19.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A place in our hearts called love .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SqZVgBzIiNI/AAAAAAAAAR8/RnEZ9aBq76U/s1600-h/tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379080813667715282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SqZVgBzIiNI/AAAAAAAAAR8/RnEZ9aBq76U/s320/tears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;[And if you really try, you'll find there's no need to cry .]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Death is inevitable. But then, it hurts alot when someone dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been thinking alot. Especially about what would happen to us when we die. What's going to be coming along with us? Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess it's good to be doing some reflections during Ramadhaan.&lt;br /&gt;This is a beautiful nasheed about death. I love listening to it. It has alot of meaning to it. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qppDmxlI9i4&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" color1="0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=" fs="1&amp;amp;rel="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;[There's nothing in the world that the love in our hearts couldn't heal.]&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/3251431687819913525-4237912447148589183?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/4237912447148589183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/09/place-in-our-hearts-called-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4237912447148589183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4237912447148589183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/09/place-in-our-hearts-called-love.html' title='A place in our hearts called love .'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/SqZVgBzIiNI/AAAAAAAAAR8/RnEZ9aBq76U/s72-c/tears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-7201664494173035704</id><published>2009-09-06T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:02:47.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And finally they`ve buried MJ. Hope he rests in peace. You guys should listen to his song, "Heal the world" It has so much of meaning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I still miss him. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Went Raya shopping yesterday. [MJ`s songs were just playing everywhere! lol.] Geylang was quite okay, but I still think last year`s bazaar was way better. And the lightings as well.  Got myself a blue&amp;amp;&amp;amp;cream baju kurung. Wanted to buy kebaya this year. There was this damn cool black&amp;amp;&amp;amp;white kebaya. But I found that all of them were those kind of 'itchy itchy' material. So yeah. Bro got himself a turqoise baju melayu. The dress code is blue this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;[Random fact: Nila thinks that her Raya theme this year is &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;. ;P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Then looked for a place at the food court to buka puasa. But the whole place was PACKED with people. Not a single table available. So went to Little India. Reached just in time for Bang. After eating, went to see the 'Silambam' class because Dad wanted to pay a visit to his Guru. I wanted to see the class as well. I`ve forgotten the art. Though I do still remember the basics. I feel like joining the class after my exams. After all, it always good to learn self-defence. Especially for women. Went Mustafa after that. OMG. It was goddamn crowded. Bro and I fooled around alot. I couldn`t stop laughing at everyone; the way my Bro made fun of them. Haha. Saw Surya there and shouted out to him. LOL. Bought curtains and bedsheets and some more stuff. Damn, by the time we got back home it was laaate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Can`t wait for Eid`09 ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;And Raya Haji of course. :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adios.&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/3251431687819913525-7201664494173035704?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/7201664494173035704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-finally-theyve-buried-mj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/7201664494173035704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/7201664494173035704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-finally-theyve-buried-mj.html' title=''/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-9022789283735744560</id><published>2009-09-04T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:38:00.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GSFPQDEkc-k&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;rel=" color1="0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;OMG! This soo rocks. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;And not to mention that David Garrett is damn hott as well. Hehs, enjoy.&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/3251431687819913525-9022789283735744560?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/9022789283735744560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/09/omg-this-soo-rocks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/9022789283735744560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/9022789283735744560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/09/omg-this-soo-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-2081113201504394473</id><published>2009-08-16T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T16:31:46.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need some time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Will be M.I.A for some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Adios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-2081113201504394473?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/2081113201504394473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/08/need-some-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2081113201504394473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2081113201504394473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/08/need-some-time.html' title='Need some time.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-1242982607750728319</id><published>2009-08-14T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T22:50:40.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When it just wants to pour out ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Aikido`s last lesson today. Pretty alrightt, I`d say. The especially interesting part was when Yacob and Venkat were made to spar. LOL. It was pretty rough and I kept screaming. ;P Venkat ended up winning. And of course there`s Kamarul who got too overboard-ly horny. [I don`t wanna be mentioning boobs too much here. Heh,] And kept screaming 'cameltoe' to this poor `lil sec one kid. And there was Yacob who just couldn`t keep his legs and hands to himself and kept whacking Hidayah and running around the room after that. Haiz. And of course, there`s me. Who still can`t do the roll-over thingy. :P AND who refused to spar any further with Hui Ying except for a few pushes here and there. And oh yeah. There`s the instructor. Who should seriously consider getting a little less stronger. Goddamn. His grips are so hard ! At the end of NP, we all kena lectured &amp;amp; near-to-pumping-state by our passed-out AND current seniors. But I still don`t quite get what we did wrong. Ah, nevermind that. And tml night we`re all supposed to go online for a mass convo by Aravin? What in the weird world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Anyway, I feel friggin tired. And there`s swimming tml. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I screwed up in the D&amp;amp;T test today. I mean, I didn`t study a single shit and didn`t bother listening during lessons at all. So yeah, BIG CONFESSION. It`s my fault. Hmm. Exams are so near. And so is Ramadan and Raya. Cheers for the latter. I haven`t even gotten my Baju Kurung for this year. Damn. Not that it`s the most important thing on earth now. But still. Raya matters alot anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I repeat: Exams are so goddamn near !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And I can`t screw this one up. It`s the finals. And I have to prove myself. For alot of reasons. I need to show my Dad that I AM coping fine. I need to show him that I have been toiling hard to earn those results and not just slacking away which he often claims I`m doing. I just have to. And I`ll do whatever it takes. Even if it means making alot of sacrifices to stuff that I WANT to do so that I make way for stuff I NEED to do. I just have to ace these exams and prove myself. No matter what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I just feel like saying something. It`s totally random and has nothing to do with exams. Haha. Just so you don`t feel confused. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Infatutaions are fine. It`s okay, it`s only normal that you get them. But relationships are just an absolute no-no at our age. Esp for people who haven`t got the matured minds yet. We don`t NEED one. Get your NEEDS and WANTS right first. [God. Religious class is helping, I see. Heh.] I mean, you`ve fallen once already, right? Why don`t you pick yourself up and make sure you don`t fall again? I find it stupid that you`re going all out to find that same hole again just to fall in it. AGAIN. And that ticks me off. Coz after all, when you have a problem, it`s us whom you`ll turn to. How many times do you have to fall? How many times do you have to get hurt before you realize "Hey! I`ve been falling in that same hole ever since the start!" ? From this, you can see that you haven`t got a matured mind and thus, aren`t ready for a r/s. How many times do we have to keep advising you and saving you from the fall ? I`m tired of it. You`ll learn, I hope. And I`m praying it`ll be soon enough. `Coz it won`t be very long before I blow my top. Do you need these problems? You don`t. So don`t go looking for them. There`s the education you NEED. Look to that first. R/S-es can wait.&lt;/span&gt; Woah. Why do I sound so philosophical? It`s just something I needed to stress across.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;That`s all. BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-1242982607750728319?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/1242982607750728319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-it-just-wants-to-pour-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1242982607750728319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1242982607750728319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-it-just-wants-to-pour-out.html' title='When it just wants to pour out ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-71482212615064769</id><published>2009-08-13T18:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T19:14:37.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They don`t really care about us ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Sometimes you just want this particular person to shut up. And sometimes you'll have to give them a treat of milo for that. *Stares hard at Songlin* Haha. But that`s a different thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What I mean is..like seriously SHUT THE BLOODY EFF UP? One particular person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And why? I`ll tell you why. Coz I`m fcuking pissed off with that person. And all I want is for that person to get lost. I`m fcuking angry at him. I want him to leave us alone. I mean seriously, he makes my blood &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOIL&lt;/span&gt;. Such an arse. Those times were long over. I ain`t complaining though. This is called 'venting your anger' and I`ve got all rights to do this. It`s my problem. And I won`t be apologising for any of this. So shuddup and mind your own friggin business. And I`d appreciate if none of you ask anything about this. Coz honestly, I don`t feel like talking about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;[I don`t wanna make this tough..but I`ve had enough. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Screw him.Seriously. And screw Egoism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nobody cares. And I`m just not gonna care anymore. Fcuk that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;God. Life`s just so damn fcuked up. But it`s just not worth the tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;I seriously feeling like going away to Malaysia and never coming back. Goddamn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Suddenly you appear and memories flood. And the fairytale begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;[Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone . ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-71482212615064769?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/71482212615064769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/08/they-dont-really-care-about-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/71482212615064769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/71482212615064769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/08/they-dont-really-care-about-us.html' title='They don`t really care about us ?'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-2732477514218176023</id><published>2009-08-07T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:35:08.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAP or whuut.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Okay, I don`t have alot to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Returned to school yesterday. The homework load wasn`t as terrible as I thought it would be. Ah well, let`s just say it was bearable/tolerable/just nice whatever you want to call it. Managed to complete them all. Today had national day celebs. So we wore RED. *winks at nila* Most of us, at least. It was pretty okay. But a lil boring. After that took Sci CT. That was alrightt too. Then went to IMM for lunch with the gals and Venkat tagged along. He seemed kinda emo. Or maybe he was just quiet. Not that I`m complaining about that one anyway. It`s better that way I guess. I kept pointing out the cute guys on the streets until the girls got tired of it. A bit too loud maybe. Hehe. HEY. It`s healthy to point out and admire beauty okaay! Okay, so no one`s argueing with that, right? Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Is it just me, or is school tiring? I feel tired almost all the time ! wth ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Aaanyway, the long weekend should be a good break. And guess what. The exams ARE SO GODDAMN NEAR. God. They have this bad habit of getting so close and then causing us stress. Haiz. And I haven`t even started on anything. Argh, screw exam stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Then, there is this stupid feeling that doesn`t wanna GET LOST. Okay, so maybe the feeling isn`t stupid. I just want to be THERE again. Where? I`ve already mentioned it in my previous post. So I won`t repeat. Yeah, I know it`s just a temporary thing. It ain`t gonna last. But still,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Wow. I think this is a pretty long post. And I actually began the post saying that I didn`t have musch to say? Cool. Anyway, that`s about all the crap I wanted to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So ciao. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-2732477514218176023?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/2732477514218176023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-i-dont-have-alot-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2732477514218176023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2732477514218176023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-i-dont-have-alot-to-say.html' title='CRAP or whuut.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-4948515300783434178</id><published>2009-08-02T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:03:54.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What`s inside ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;There are some things you just want to forget. But can`t. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Becoz it keeps coming back; repeatedly. There are some people you trust, and confide into. But what happens if they betray your trust? What if after some time you realise that they`re a useless friend? And you stand right there, watching them walk away happily and enjoying life. And then there are some people whom you know are undergoing problems. You want to help them, but can`t. All you can do is stand back and watch them struggle. And there are some times you want to replay back to. Or you want those times to happen again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;I don`t make sense. I know; but whatever. It`s just what`s deep inside. And I want to pour it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;[Right now, I just want to be next to him, watching his hair fall over his eyebrow.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-4948515300783434178?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/4948515300783434178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-inside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4948515300783434178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4948515300783434178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-inside.html' title='What`s inside ;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-6482599577544574677</id><published>2009-07-31T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:21:23.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curled under the blanket .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;One week MC off school seems super cool, right? Wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&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;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Trust me, it stinks. Ok well, maybe if I didn't have this fever and all it might be a little fun. But this dammit fever isn`t going down at all. It started with 39.4 and the most it has gone down to is 38+ degrees. Haiz. And worst part, I feel like vommiting and fainting half the time! So giddy. And I've been sleeping all day. On and off though. Can`t get proper rest. It`s either my coughing fit takes over or the darn body aches just won`t ease. And every time I cough, it feels as though my entire throat is about to rip apart. My whole body is burning and I feel terribly cold. This sucks, really. I can see how Rashidha must have felt during her one week of toture. Eeesh. When is this going to end? And do you know what`s the even worser thing? I CAN`T TASTE A SINGLE THING! Seriously. Except for Milo. The rest taste like rubber. Eeew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I miss school. I`ve been spending my off-sleeping time watching dvds. And msging Priyaa. I guess we`re keeping each other company. LOL. Get well soon, Priyaa. And oh, Nila and Lina as well. God, why is everyone falling ill? Bathe time and sponging time is pure hell. So freaking COLD! Haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway, I`ve got something to tell a particular someone. *winks at rashidha* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ermm, I`m okay if you do that privately or something. But it`s class for heaven`s sake! Can`t you do those stuff somewhere else? Besides, it`s super gross! Touch, touch. Yuck. And I`m sitting right behind! goddamn. Are you blind or something? And it`s so obvious that she`s trying to get away from you. Can`t you take a hint? Besides, take my advice. That`s definitely not something you should be doing to a girl you want to impress. GOD. Really, some people can be so friggin` dumb. But Rashidha and I had a good laugh anyway. HAHA !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Tuesday we went to HTA. I wasn`t supposed to be going anyway. Because of EV or something. But it was a totally last minute thing and I ended up going. So yeah, don`t ask me about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Anyway we girls took some pics together. I`ll upload them alrightt? That`s all. &lt;em&gt;Adios.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364626816108248802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SnL7qo6qvuI/AAAAAAAAARM/ciqI6FPUw9g/s320/np3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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_5364626824454921362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SnL7rIAq3JI/AAAAAAAAARU/BiTlliSYN9Q/s320/np4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364626823547934338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SnL7rEobVoI/AAAAAAAAARc/5zPzeA-ekls/s320/np5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364628167002591234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SnL85RY-kAI/AAAAAAAAARk/XoDvzlatsME/s320/np6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364628176412917762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SnL850ckwAI/AAAAAAAAAR0/SxaHSMRz6zo/s320/np8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364628172311363410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SnL85lKr_1I/AAAAAAAAARs/u8A5rUWojx4/s320/np7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-6482599577544574677?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/6482599577544574677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/07/curled-under-blanket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/6482599577544574677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/6482599577544574677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/07/curled-under-blanket.html' title='Curled under the blanket .'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/SnL7qo6qvuI/AAAAAAAAARM/ciqI6FPUw9g/s72-c/np3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-983629032066903643</id><published>2009-07-24T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:25:53.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I`m back--the dialougue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Smm1fO2h_SI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6hkcpj-gZEQ/s1600-h/miss+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362016379528674594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Smm1fO2h_SI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6hkcpj-gZEQ/s320/miss+you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt; [And when you`re not around..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;HELLO world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;I'm in a weirdly spastic mood right now. Anyway, this entire week has been seriously hectic. Council.CCA.Homework.Tution. All in repeat mode. Damn. I`ll briefly explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Monday--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Priyaa`s Bday surprise. Divya was set up in replacement of Rashidha. She was there as planned. But..okay, let`s just say that the surprise didn`t exactly work out as planned..hehe. But Priyaa was still surprised. I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tuesday--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;NPCC training. We were nearly killed with all the pumping and P.T. But it rocked anyway. Coz I miss all the fierce training although its tiring. Just too bad Rashidha wasn`t there. No one to disturb. Haiz ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wednesday--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dry shoot briefing. Was alright. Only us and St.Gabriel's NPCC squad were briefed in the room. Home team academy is a cool place. Hahha ,ask me why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thursday--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nth much really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Friday--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;WOOOOHOOOOO. NPCC, Aikido and then drills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aikido is damn fun and cool ! The instructors are so cute and funny. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I miss Rashidha. Like, seriously. Of course, I hang around with Nila, Mai and Lina in class and the other indian girls out of class. But still, it`s not Rashidha. I miss having my distubance toy. hahah, really. I miss having her around. Get well soon, Rashi! And can`t wait to see you on Monday! Love ya babe (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;There`s GM tomorrow. Haiz, I feel so lazy. *groaaans* Got to be there anyway. Alrightt, that`s about all. &lt;em&gt;Adios.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/3251431687819913525-983629032066903643?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/983629032066903643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/07/she-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/983629032066903643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/983629032066903643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/07/she-said.html' title='I`m back--the dialougue.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/Smm1fO2h_SI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6hkcpj-gZEQ/s72-c/miss+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-8603505101903114096</id><published>2009-07-17T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:42:00.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wo-MAN IN THE MIRROR.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Heyys all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Haven`t blogged for long, realised. Lol. So here are some updates. We`re having some visitors over, this weekend it seems. Family friends from Australia. I`ve never seen them before, but oh well. Whatever. Won`t hurt to make new friends (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today was quite not bad. LOL. All slack subjects and we had news-reading competition. I found Surya funny. Haha. But the winner would be Rohini I think. Well, duh. Music was great(: Sang 'We are the world" together and trust me, it sounded awesome. Plus, it`s a really sweet song. And seriously, some of the guys can really sing. Ohmygod. I didn`t know that. Especially Song Lin. Wow. Impressive, seyy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;After school, went MAC with Divya and Rashidha. Priyaa couldn`t make it. ): Akido lessons are starting next week..wonder how it`ll be like. Hmm, this few weeks has ran pretty fast. It`s the third week so soon. Not that I`m complaining or anything. Just that, wow. That was fast. And it`ll be the EOYs in a breeze. Haiz. That`s the part I`m complaining about. And lately, I`ve been doing this..I don`t know what you`ll call it..something like reflecting on what sort of person I am. I guess Divya will call it 'soul-searching' or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But it`s like I don`t really know/understand what sort of person is inside of me. Who the person in the mirror really is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And oh, I still feel like a LOHAN-head. Shreya can go to hell, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;[There are people dying..When it`s time to lend a hand to life, the greatest gift of all.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-8603505101903114096?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/8603505101903114096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/07/wo-man-in-mirror.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8603505101903114096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8603505101903114096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/07/wo-man-in-mirror.html' title='wo-MAN IN THE MIRROR.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-7208522022315098092</id><published>2009-07-12T22:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T15:42:18.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"..Best Dad you could've ever imagined.."</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OMG ! you`ve simply gotta watch these videos (for those who haven`t) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;His kids are soooooo cuuute ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yLhlL11LIQQ&amp;amp;hl=" width="445" height="364" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" border="1" color1="0x234900&amp;amp;color2=" fs="1&amp;amp;rel="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7ckuUqJSEyE&amp;amp;hl=" width="445" height="364" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" border="1" color1="0x234900&amp;amp;color2=" fs="1&amp;amp;rel="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-7208522022315098092?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/7208522022315098092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-dad-you-couldve-ever-imagined.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/7208522022315098092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/7208522022315098092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-dad-you-couldve-ever-imagined.html' title='&quot;..Best Dad you could&apos;ve ever imagined..&quot;'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-3108157190735665856</id><published>2009-07-09T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T12:08:53.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At heart, always.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SlXlZtGdmeI/AAAAAAAAAQs/IPn6q5zhuEE/s1600-h/crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356439561593264610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SlXlZtGdmeI/AAAAAAAAAQs/IPn6q5zhuEE/s320/crying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SlXlZX0WBaI/AAAAAAAAAQk/j-QV_3rCyA0/s1600-h/blanket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356439555880125858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SlXlZX0WBaI/AAAAAAAAAQk/j-QV_3rCyA0/s320/blanket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SlXlZE5RRfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/5Sspwg7UfU8/s1600-h/paris+n+prince.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356439550800512498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SlXlZE5RRfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/5Sspwg7UfU8/s320/paris+n+prince.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[PrinceMichael1.Paris.Blanket.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Hello to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Michael Joseph Jackson`s memorial was a seriously touching one. I couldn`t stop my free flowing tears as I listened to everyone who was close to MJ talk about their memories of him. Brooke Shields, MJ`s brother..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;But what touched me (and everyone else I guess) the most, was Paris' short but heart-breaking speech. She mentioned that he was the best Dad ever imaginable and that she loves him so much. And she couldn`t hold it back anymore. It`s sad to think of his three young kids without their only parent, MJ. I mean, put yourself in their shoes. No mother since you were a baby and your Dad is suddenly gone. If &lt;em&gt;I, &lt;/em&gt;someone who has never met MJ in my life before, just a fan of him, miss him so much and can`t digest the fact that he`s never coming back, imagine how hard it must be for his family and especially his kids, to deal with this tragedy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Whenever I see `Lil Blanket's innocent face, not knowing what`s going on, maybe not even realizing that his dad is gone, I feel so sad. But I do know, that MJ was a wonderful father, who really cared for his kids. And not only his kids, but for everyone else. He was soft natured, still a kid at heart and loved kids. That means alot to me, because I love kids too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;We do not only see him as the best entertainer in the world, but also as a humanitarian. It`s sad to think that people only appreciate all the great things he had done for others only after he has died. And to accuse him falsely for something he would never have dreamt of doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;He didn`t deserve to die. He had done alot for people across the world. He didn`t deserve to suffer from insomnia, didn`t deserve to part with his children before he could even see them grow up. And you could clearly see how much they loved him. I guess you all know about the controversy about how he`s not their biological Dad. Even if he isn`t,(actually he is,) I don`t care about that. And his kids won`t too. Because according to them, he was their DAD. The one who took care of them, the one who loved them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;I`m sick and tired of hearing people say that they hate him `coz he &lt;em&gt;looks&lt;/em&gt; gay. Oh please. You don`t judge him by his looks. It`s not like as if he wanted to look like that. He was waaaay hotter than anyone of you when he was in his '20s. And just `coz he`s soft spoken doesn`t mean he`s gay. WTH. Puhleeease. And his good deeds just won`t be visible to your eyes right ? Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Yes, soon everything is gonna be alright, settled, and the heated talk of MJ`s sudden death is gonna die down, but to many, including me, MJ will forever live in our hearts. `Coz he`s brought us a whole new revolution to music, made us respect each other regardless of race or colour, made us think about the poor children suffering and dying out there, made us sing that we &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; indeed the world and taught us how to be humane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;To be honest, I`ve never really cared or thought much about how many kids were suffering out there. Believe it or not, MJ`s song, HEAL THE WORLD and WE ARE THE WORLD made me care. Made me think. Made me sympathize with those poor kids. Made me shed tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;I know that MJ will forever and ever rock our worlds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;[You will never die, MJ. So I`m not gonna say goodbye.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-3108157190735665856?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/3108157190735665856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/07/at-heart-always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3108157190735665856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3108157190735665856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/07/at-heart-always.html' title='At heart, always.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/SlXlZtGdmeI/AAAAAAAAAQs/IPn6q5zhuEE/s72-c/crying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-8239894884548328714</id><published>2009-07-05T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:27:22.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just call my name, I`ll be there..Will you really ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hello ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;It`s extremely cold. But it feels nice. The banner is finished, `CHEEEERS ! Haha , actually we happened to get the canteen floor stained with the spray paint. :P So we had to clear it up. More like SCRUB it out. So we hung th banner to two trees to dry , heh. So creative. Then Vivian and Qu Ying [Correct spelling?] came to join us and we all were scrubbing away th floor like CINDERELLAS . Hahah , with YeeMun coming in to take pictures of us working so hard. LOL. You can now see the original colour of the canteen tile. Hahah , we scrubbed that hard. Anyway, it`s done. So yeah. Went swimming yesterday and later went to FOOD JUNCTION to get dinner. Today, I was fasting. And I slept throughout the evening. LOL. I mean, it was raining and it felt so good to sleep. :P Tomorrow, I'm going to Lot1 to get some stuff. That`s all I guess. And I just realized something, I should really stop/ reduce talking about or thinking about MJ. The more I do that, the more I miss him. Haiz . But still, it`s saddening. It`s Youth Day tomorrow, have fun everyone ! [: Yaaaay . We`re youths ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;[If you should ever find someone new, I know he`d better be good to you . `Coz if he doesn`t, I`ll be there..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-8239894884548328714?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/8239894884548328714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-call-my-name-ill-be-therewill-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8239894884548328714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8239894884548328714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-call-my-name-ill-be-therewill-you.html' title='Just call my name, I`ll be there..Will you really ?'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-4951462960018900421</id><published>2009-07-03T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:12:41.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And that was really it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Heyys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;I`m back again. Now at home though. Today stayed back to do the banner for some NDP thinggy. Tried spray painting Divya`s and my initials on a cardboard and when doing that, sprayed black on my left thumbnail . Haha , it looks as though I've got some faded nail-polish on. LOL . It's not going off. Must wait awhile. At least that`s not as bad as getting red paint at the back of your skirt. Haha , *winks at Divya *. We talked alot and I don`t think we got alot of work done. But oh well, we`ve got to go back to school tomorrow. Let`s see if we can finish it (: Alrightts, that`s about it. BYHES/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;[This is it, you said. And that was really it. Why did you even say that ?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-4951462960018900421?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/4951462960018900421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-that-was-really-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4951462960018900421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4951462960018900421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-that-was-really-it.html' title='And that was really it.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-4912856424560501287</id><published>2009-07-03T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:21:19.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling you back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hey all .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I`m at the comp lab at school right now and I haven`t got much time to post so this is going to be a quick one. I`m not supossed to be using the comp actually. Yeah , Baaad girl whatever. It`s D&amp;amp;T and it`s going to end. It`s super boring. Really. We had music just now. Damn nice. We sort of like paid tribute to MJ by listening to his songs and singing them. We sang the 'I`ll be there' and 'We are the world'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;`Very sweet really. Maybe MJ was looking down at us as we sang, remembering him. I miss him. Haiz. Okay , I think I better get going. &lt;em&gt;`Adios !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Why are you dead ? You`re not supposed to be. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-4912856424560501287?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/4912856424560501287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/07/calling-you-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4912856424560501287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4912856424560501287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/07/calling-you-back.html' title='Calling you back.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-3300063485898012141</id><published>2009-06-30T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:01:02.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Replay, rewind .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I still can`t believe MJ is dead. Yeah well, who can? I`m so gonna miss him. Was watching E.T today evening and I`m just wondering what a gentle, soft-spoken and kind fella he was. It`s a pity really. To accuse him like that. Poor guy, he became emotionally affected after those accusations. Imagine how much it must have hurt. To be called a gay, a homosexual whatever, child-molester whatever, just because he had a unbroken voice and loved kids. Come on la, people. It`s in him. Don`t judge him just by the things you hear. Besides, his unbroken voice gave his songs the unique touch. Why am I so worked up ? Seriously, I have no idea . I`m his fan and well, I guess it makes sense that I support him. Janet Jackson said some super touching stuff and I started crying right there on the sofa. She was saying that to all of us MJ is just an icon but to her, he`s family. And to lose him like that, god, it`s terrible. And she said that she misses him. Alot. Goshh. I guess they were pretty close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;I`ve been pretty upset lately. And it`s not just the news of MJ`s death. I`ve been crying alot. Though I don`t really show it. Especially not in school. I want to enjoy school. But somehow this sense of loss, like something`s missing, is taking over. I just wanna scream and cry and bawl my eyes out. I admit. I miss &lt;em&gt;some people&lt;/em&gt; . ALOT. So much that it hurts. They`re so close to my heart that it upsets me to know that they`re not with me. Right here. I share my happiness and joy with those people and it`s .. I don`t know. It`s hard to explain. Like as though they`re part of me. And now part of me is gone. Missing. And all those happy times I had with them is repeatedly replaying in my mind whenever I think of them. Am I thinking too much ? Maybe. But that is what`s left with me. Those happy memories. And those replaying memories are very precious to me. And that`s probably what`s keeping me sane. Those memories AND my close friends (: I know it sounds insane and all, but honestly. Those memories mean alot to me. Only I would know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;[I`m missing you guys. So so so much. Can I please rewind time?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-3300063485898012141?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/3300063485898012141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/replay-rewind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3300063485898012141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3300063485898012141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/replay-rewind.html' title='Replay, rewind .'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-8328791071231998135</id><published>2009-06-26T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:27:14.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MJ forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351606991806044098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkS6NHwYl8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/fzEIzomGiFI/s320/black+jackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkS6Ne1SwHI/AAAAAAAAAQM/1R6R5mlqmig/s1600-h/michael_jackson_bad_album_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351606998000648306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkS6Ne1SwHI/AAAAAAAAAQM/1R6R5mlqmig/s320/michael_jackson_bad_album_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351606990779082386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkS6ND7iZpI/AAAAAAAAAQE/hsQhM-YR29U/s320/jackson-white.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;[Michael Jackson. 1958-2009]&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;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;`HEYS everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Yeah, yeah. Bet you all heard. He's gone. It`s really sad actually. I mean, HE, the KING OF POP, an awesomeee entertainer, is dead. Only at 50 ! Godd. He`s not supposed to go yet! It`s so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;We`ve all lost not only a great performer, but a great person. He loves kids alot. And I heard he saved a kid from cancer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;I love all his songs. ALOT. They`re really cool. And to all those who think that he`s a child molester, LET ME TELL YA`LL SOMETHING . He`s not, okay ? I really don`t think so. I mean, it`s not possible. Think of it logically. They say he molested a BOY. How can he, being a man, molest a BOY ? Not possible. Plus, the boy who is claimed to be molested by MJ, is a &lt;em&gt;KID&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Which means, MJ must have just patted him or carried him or maybe okay, even touched his butt, while carrying him. That`s the most he could have done. But that`s not molesting. Haven`t you or I carried a child? Touched a child? Patted a child? PUH-LEEASE okay. It`s nonsense. Well, if you still think those rumours are true, well then everyone`s a child-molester. Everyone who patts or carries a kid is gonna be blamed of molesting then ! Imagine. You going up to a kid and patting his cheek. And the kid goes hysterical, screaming his head off, "OH MY GOD ! MUHMEEEE! HE TOUCHED ME! CHILD MOLEST!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Pathetic right? Besides, like I said, he likes kids alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Anyway, I was close to tears when I learned he was dead. It`s very saddening. Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;That`s all people. `Ciaoz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;[R.I.P , MJ.]&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/3251431687819913525-8328791071231998135?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/8328791071231998135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/mj-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8328791071231998135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8328791071231998135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/mj-forever.html' title='MJ forever.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkS6NHwYl8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/fzEIzomGiFI/s72-c/black+jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-5553141883764747485</id><published>2009-06-25T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:48:45.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything`s gonna be alright.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN-K0IGp3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/yl9Rm3lozZc/s1600-h/gloweys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351259506502707058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN-K0IGp3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/yl9Rm3lozZc/s320/gloweys.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;`OOOZE ! Hahah .&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;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:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Went to the movies with Rashidha and Aisha today. Watched Monsters Vs. Aliens. And it was awesomee ! (: I loveed the cute `lil thing , BOB ! EEEEEKS , he's really really adorable ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;BOB , the blob . And trust me , that blob is goddamn spastic! That`s why I like him so much! First , met up with both of them at the interchange. Then, went to POPULAR to get highlighters for Rashidha`s sister. Then headed to the library to drop off the books. Then went to the cinema to get tickets. WOAH , very long queue. But still stood in line. At first, thought of watching LAND OF THE LOST. Then changed our minds. Bought tickets and then headed to ARIES. Bought some stuff and while heading out , I saw Ghayathiri`s Dad. Waved and Ghayathiri came soon after. Talked and talked for quite some time. Then she went off and we went to have lunch at MAC ! Then went to the library. Didn`t do much reading, just hung around and stuff. Then got out of library and hung around somemore and finally went up when it was five. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;The movie is hilarious. I know you people might think it`s childish and lame and whatsoever, but ahhh! who cares ? It was FUNNY and I LIKED it, so there ! Besides , it`s always great to bring out the kid in you ;P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;And oh , *Drumrolls* Here are the taken PICTURES ; TA DAAAA ! [: (okay, now THAT was lame.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;Whatever .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351252867682297122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN4IYl-ZSI/AAAAAAAAANk/EAaLtgR8Z4A/s320/ticket7.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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351253295802763234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN4hTd2R-I/AAAAAAAAANs/VD5SKhKvpTc/s320/BOB.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351253306612248514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN4h7vB78I/AAAAAAAAAOE/CiZIda5fpkM/s320/mnstersvs.aliens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351253297558253842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN4haAY8RI/AAAAAAAAAN0/utXacu1BiG8/s320/feet+!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351253302275910930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN4hrlKrRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/FZumezytK6A/s320/hall4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351254910609640930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN5_TFzzeI/AAAAAAAAAPc/J360ppSDeX4/s320/tickets!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351253310297151618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN4iJdlGII/AAAAAAAAAOM/1qZFzjFUNQk/s320/sisters.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351254232470812034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN5X006dYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/scWjPxM9NK8/s320/aiisha.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351254240859296754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN5YUE4k_I/AAAAAAAAAO8/ijKrjBCkgxM/s320/rashi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351254245284559746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN5Ykj8u4I/AAAAAAAAAPE/Gu2DKNzFVqs/s320/rash+n+aisha.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351254248536311074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN5YwrOhSI/AAAAAAAAAPM/TRu5hbcIXrM/s320/rashnme.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351254237506284610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN5YHldrEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oDdoZHsYLsQ/s320/menaisha.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351254916643473234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN5_pkYx1I/AAAAAAAAAPk/bXl4UlTFejM/s320/pop+in.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351254918645261138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN5_xBpo1I/AAAAAAAAAPs/TBzovnC0nrc/s320/trio.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351253933590392482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN5GbaRLqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/42lwatFgMoc/s320/mirrorimage.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Peace out ya`ll ! BYHEEES [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;[&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;I miss you THAAAT much. Can you see? Heeeh ,]&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/3251431687819913525-5553141883764747485?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/5553141883764747485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/everythings-gonna-be-alright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5553141883764747485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5553141883764747485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/everythings-gonna-be-alright.html' title='Everything`s gonna be alright.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkN-K0IGp3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/yl9Rm3lozZc/s72-c/gloweys.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-5779699071919520635</id><published>2009-06-24T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:15:27.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥Be-cause of you .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;`Heyyos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;BAD NEWS [well, for me and alot others.] : ATC camp has been cancelled. *WAILS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;I badly badly wanted to go. And the worst part is that I PACKED FOR IT. Okay, so maybe it`s not THAAAAT bad, but still. I PACKED. Which means, I`ll have to de-pack it. Meaning, take it all out. BIG JOB, ya`ll know? `Haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Anyway, I've planned to go out to the movies with Rashidha tomorrow. Maybe MONSTERS vs ALIENS . Which reminds me of : 'OOOZE GONNA SAVE US' :P Heeehs ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Shall update all about it tommorow. With pics of course. Gosh , I've got such a campwhore-y mind. Hehs. `Right now I'm gonna watch the ultra hottie Arya act in Sarvam with the pretty cute actress Trisha, with whom I feel that he has alot of chemistry with. Hahaa. Okays, off now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;BYHES (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Because of you lah, you stupid swine. Pfft. :P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-5779699071919520635?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/5779699071919520635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/be-cause-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5779699071919520635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5779699071919520635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/be-cause-of-you.html' title='♥Be-cause of you .'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-5049156921004522192</id><published>2009-06-23T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:09:53.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the moon turns blue ,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;`BOO :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Hey all. I can't get the song 'neethane' off my head ! Not that it hurts, actually. I mean, it's a wonderful song after all. `Heeeh ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Divya called today. How sweet to hear her voice again ! LOL. I sound like some lesbo , I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;But whatever. We talked awhile. Then I realised how much I was missing everyone at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;I miss the following people :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;-Rashidha [I miss disturbing her :P ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;-Divya [I miss her cute-ness .]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;-Priyaa [I miss her talks and advices .]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;-Nila [Missing this gal`s CHEERY-ness and tolerance to my nonsense. Heeh ,]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;-Rohini [Her spastic-ness is missed ): ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;-Joey Tan [My darling partner :P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;-Venkat &amp;amp; Shafiq [Can you believe I'm actually missing these fellas ? :O Godd .]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;-Maisarah &amp;amp; Lina [I miss Mai`s talks and Lina`s tickles and laughs. `Haaahs. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;-Vincent &amp;amp; ChungLok [Missing Vincent`s random talks and Chungy`s Chairman-y nags :P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;-Songlin [His nonsense is pretty cute I guess. Gee, I'm missing him too ? Yuck .]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;-The rest of two-one (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;-Some of them in council and some others in school .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;-Tamil class [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;-Teachers [Me missing teachers ? Woahh, this 'missing' thingy is getting to my head too much.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;-Hmmm , the entire school actually , come to think of it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;`I MISS CSS . LOL , how weird-ed out is that ? School , please start soon ! [: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Oh btw, I'll be off to camp from THUR - SAT .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Don`t miss me too much kayy ? :P Actually , you guys can miss me a little bit. I wouldn`t mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Teehees . I hope ATC would be thrilling and hopefully they don't split our squad up ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;*Crosses fingers and prays hardd*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Anyway , my packed camp bagg is all BULGYY and HUGE . Hopefully I won`t go about banging people in their tummys as I move. :P But I'm excited for all the adventure. Afterall it`s not called 'ADVENTURE TRAINING CAMP' for nothing rightt ? Right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Anyway , it`s gonna be something to get myself up and about after a pretty lazy week staying at home , butt down. It better be. I'll post all about it once I`m back. And I hope I don`t die doing vigorous training. Heh , kidding laar. I better not die. I'm too young. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Oh , and that's me. With my humongous camp bag. Heheh, I mean you can't see the size and all but I can assure you for that matter. IT`S AS WIDE AS TWICE MY HEAD ! Okay, make that one and a half. I guess I have a big head that one and a half times of it is enough to compare it to the bag. Heeh ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350521994675089826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkDfZ-eF8aI/AAAAAAAAANc/J-1wjUIUBU4/s320/camped.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;[`ALL SET/. PULAU UBIN , here I comeee ! (:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;That`s all people ! [: `BYHES .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;[`tuning it out .]&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/3251431687819913525-5049156921004522192?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/5049156921004522192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-moon-turns-blue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5049156921004522192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/5049156921004522192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-moon-turns-blue.html' title='When the moon turns blue ,'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/SkDfZ-eF8aI/AAAAAAAAANc/J-1wjUIUBU4/s72-c/camped.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-8731430057491789374</id><published>2009-06-22T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:19:57.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUSH up , you .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;`Heyy all .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;New playlist up there with all my FAVES(: ! Yaaaaay . Okay , Quick post . I'm supposed to be getting off the comp soon , so I'll keep it short . ATC camp is still on . Wheee , Rashidha ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;I'm all PACKED. I did that like waaaay back . When I got the packing list oredi. Heeeh , over-excitedness /. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And oh , my new hairstyle seriously sucks . BIG time . See there ? BANGS ! eew or whuut ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350151861414025186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Sj-OxYn6V-I/AAAAAAAAANM/_QLfJ0NF-QA/s320/shmiley%3Dgloww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Yeah, yeah . I know it's super gross . Whatever . It's not like as if I can get back my cut-ed hair right ? So I'll have to put up with it luhh . Eeesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Plus plus , I'm still pissed off. Very pissed in fact. Pfft. Hope I get over it soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;That`s all yaww . Goodnightts peeeeps :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;[Aku benci `kau lah .]&lt;/span&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/3251431687819913525-8731430057491789374?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/8731430057491789374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/hush-up-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8731430057491789374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8731430057491789374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/hush-up-you.html' title='HUSH up , you .'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/Sj-OxYn6V-I/AAAAAAAAANM/_QLfJ0NF-QA/s72-c/shmiley%3Dgloww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-8795950878442301386</id><published>2009-06-21T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:26:19.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peekaboo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;`Heyyos . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Quick post. I wonder why some people are super weird. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Anyway , the HINI flu is on the riseee ! Yaaay . Eeesh eesh , am I supposed to be cheering ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Baahh , the longer the holiday , the better I guess. I think the ATC camp is gonna be cancelled `coz they said that all CCAs are supposed to be cancelled . But I've packed for it, *grumbles* .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Haizz . I'm ultra bored these days. Anyone wanna hit the movies w/me ? Let me know [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;I'm missing lots of people at one time. I miss my girlfriends , classmates , cuzzies and some others I'm not gonna mention :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;While there are some other(s) who are pissing the hell out of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Father's Day today . Made Dad a card and ordered pizza. At night, supposed to go out , but Mum was sick , so stayed home . Yepp ,that's all .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Okayys, that's about all yeah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;`Goooodnightts ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;BYHE [:&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/3251431687819913525-8795950878442301386?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/8795950878442301386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/peekaboo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8795950878442301386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/8795950878442301386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/peekaboo.html' title='Peekaboo.'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-2942169008971061883</id><published>2009-06-20T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T22:37:40.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥M'SIA ! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HEYYOOS ! [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'M BAAAAAACK .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Missed me ? Aww, that's chooo chweet&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Anyway , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;M'SIA ROCKS MY SOCKS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;The trip was pretty alright I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Too bad Shena and Aunty weren't there when we went ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;They were at Kluang .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Gd news ; Boy ka got a job ! WHEEEE ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Goooood for him :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Okay , so first day ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Nothing much . Cleared up the house and stuffs .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Visited Syahirah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;WATCHED AYAN ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Heeeeh ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Ohmygawd , Surya is just 'TO-DIE-FOR' material !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;G0SH .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Second day ; Syahirah ponteng sekolah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;[tssktskk . budak jahat seyh .]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Teeeeheeehs .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;So it was one hell of a time ! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Third day;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Mum&amp;amp;&amp;amp;Dad had to go to Labis .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Bro and I didn't feel like following , so stayed home with Aunty and Syahirah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Went out together at night .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Fourth day;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;It rained .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAY .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Bro was the first one who jumped out into the rain .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;I didn't want to get wet and Syahirah had to get ready for school .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Then later , she changed her mind and sprang into the rain , pulling me with her .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I screamed for her to let go coz' I seriously didn't feel like getting wet .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then they both didn't let go .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;So , I was like 'Heck . Let's just get wet ,'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;So we scramed and shouted and played in the rain and Dad joined us .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;LAWLS .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Funfunfun , yeah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Then later in the evening , got ready to go home .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;It's a pity that we didn't get to see Ma , Shena , Boy ka, Lee tata and Dauka /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Oh well .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;There is always RAYA HAJI `09 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Wheeeeee , can't wait .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;All of us are gonna meeeeeeeeet !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;I miss them all oredi .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Anyways ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;That`s all ayte .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;♥ BYHES !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;- Tomorrow's Father's Day ! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I ♥ MY DAD [: -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349411608179548882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/Sjztg-bkotI/AAAAAAAAAM0/uzCENPKCSrs/s320/syahirah.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Syahirah yaww ! :P CANDIDDDD .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;[`Missingyou]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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/3251431687819913525-2942169008971061883?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/2942169008971061883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/msia-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2942169008971061883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2942169008971061883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/msia-d.html' title='♥M&apos;SIA ! :D'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/Sjztg-bkotI/AAAAAAAAAM0/uzCENPKCSrs/s72-c/syahirah.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-4003457401892319914</id><published>2009-06-13T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:09:06.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;`Heyyos ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Leaving for MY tomorrow , miss me yaaaw ! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Been reading this book called , "Things I know about love " ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It's a touching book , but I loved it ! ♥ [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And here's a survey I ripped , oops , took I mean , :P from Charmaine beb's blogg . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Thanks alott ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;All of the 14 person must do this quiz , unless (s)he does'nt have a blog .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Write the names of 14 people you can think off the top of your head , then answer the question .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[These are random people who just came to my mind , in no order yeah ?;) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;01. Rashidha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;02. Divya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;03. Priyaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;04. Nila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;05. Ghayathiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;06. Rupasharmela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;07. Ayesha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;08. Rohini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;09. Vincent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;10. Songlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;11. Shaheera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;12. Joey Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;13. Shafiq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;14. Venkat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;01. How did you meet 7 ? AYESHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- KPS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;02. What will you do if you and 13 never met ? SHAFIQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Nothing la , duhh :P Probably be more than happy .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;03. What will you do if 1 &amp;amp; 12 date ? RASHIDHA &amp;amp; JOEY TAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Laugh my head off ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;04. have you ever seen 14 cry ? VENKAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Yeah , not exactly CRY , but just the tears I guess .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;05. would 4 &amp;amp; 11 be a good couple ? NILA &amp;amp; SHAHEERA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Hahaha , yeah . If they are les-es .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;06. Do you think 11 is attractive ? SHAHEERA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Very, very . (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;07. What is 2's favourite colours ? DIVYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Lime green and orange ? /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;08. What was the last time you talk to 9 ? VINCENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Online I think .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;09. What language does 8 speaks ? ROHINI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Haha , the spastic CHIMP lang :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;10. Who is 13 going out with ? SHAFIQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Hahah , more like going after. This girl , whom I shall not mention :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;11. What grade is 12 in ? JOEY TAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Same as me ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;12. Would you ever date 10 ? SONGLIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- PUKE . No way .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;13. Where does 5 live ? GHAYATHIRI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Teck Whye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;14. What's the best thing about 3 ? PRIYAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- She's a great adviser ! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;15. What would you want to tell 10 ? SONGLIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Hey ! You suck . BOO , hahaahah . :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;16. What's the best thing about 8 ? ROHINI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- She's high and cheery almost all the time .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;17. Have you ever kissed 5 ? Ghayathiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Haha , nahh . But I won't mind la .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;18. What's the best memory of you with 7 ? Ayesha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Haha , creating a private language :P Those days ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;19. When was the last time you saw 6 ? Rupasharmela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- The other day at the interchange , I think . Imissherlots ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;20. How are 12 &amp;amp; 14 different ? JOEY TAN &amp;amp; VENKAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Hmm , 12's a hot gal and 14's a gay . WHOOPS , guy i mean . :P [He's arnd Shafiq too much]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;21. Is 6 pretty ? RUPASHARMELA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Hell yeah ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;22. How did you meet 5 ? GHAYATHIRI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- KPS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;23. Is 1 your bestfriend ? RASHIDHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Of course ! My cuzzie too , (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;24. Do you hate 12 ? JOEY TAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Aww , of course not ! She's my awesome partner , (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;25. Have you seen 4 last month ? NILA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Yupp ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;26. What was the last thing you said to 3 ? PRIYAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- uhhh , 'TC .. BYE ' ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;27. Have you been to 5 house ? GHAYATHIRI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Yeah , several times . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;28. When's the next time you are going to see 10 ? SONGLIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- When school reopens , shucks . I can definitely wait to see that fella .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;29. Are you close with 13 ? SHAFIQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Uhhh , not very very .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;30. Have you ever been to a movie with 4 before ? NILA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Geee , no . Maybe I should , let's hit the movies NilaSriRahayu ! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;31. Have you ever been into trouble with 8 ? ROHINI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- I guess not .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;32. Would you give 2 a hug ? DIVYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Of course ! She's my dear dear friend ! (: Imissher .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;33. When have you lied to 3 ? PRIYAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Can't remember lying . LOL .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;34. Is 1 good with socializing ? RASHIDHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Hmm , yeah I guess . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;35. Do you know secrets about 9 ? VINCENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Haha , th lollipop secret :P [It's not exactly a secret ; couple of ppl noe abt it .]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;36. Describe the relationships between 12 &amp;amp; 14 ? JOEY TAN &amp;amp; VENKAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Pretty good friends ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;37. Best thing about your friendship with 9 ? VINCENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Errmms , he a pro at chem ! :P Good teacher too , hehs .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;38. What's the worst thing about 6 ? RUPASHARMELA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- She can make you laugh , and laugh&amp;amp;laugh for ages ! Too funny for her own good ! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;39. Have you ever had a crush on 12 ? JOEY TAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Hahaha , yeah . Since I started sitting with her . LOL . I'm lesbo ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;40. Does 14 has a stead ? VENKAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- HAHAHA . Not now , but in the future ..you never know :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;41. Have you ever wanted to punch 1's face ? RASHIDHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Hahah . Naww , I wouldn't do that to my sweetie (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;42. Has 2 met your mother ? DIVYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Seen I guess , but never talked to her , right divz ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;43. How did you get to meet 3 ? PRIYAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- CSS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;44. Did you ever physically hurt 3 ? PRIYAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Haha , I guess so . I've hit, but did it hurt Priyaa ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;45. Do you live close to 7 ? AYESHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Yupps , opposite block (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;46. What's 8 favourite food ? ROHINI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- LOL , she hardly eats anything properly I guess .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;47. What kind of cars do 1 has ? RASHIDHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- A toy car ? ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;48. Have you travelled anywhere with 9 before ? VINCENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Nopes ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;49. If you give 14 a $100, what will (s)he spend it on ? VENKAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Hmmm , to go and have a hell of a time with Shafiq ! LOL , I don't know . But I hope he spends it wisely , :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-4003457401892319914?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/4003457401892319914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4003457401892319914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4003457401892319914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_13.html' title='[:'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-1429646987316338900</id><published>2009-06-12T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:49:49.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SjJ1uT4-SYI/AAAAAAAAAMs/9LOe5sllSjs/s1600-h/candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346465146115869058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SjJ1uT4-SYI/AAAAAAAAAMs/9LOe5sllSjs/s320/candle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[Darkness sets in , and then you realise that there's a shimmer of light / HOPE .]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;HELLOS ./&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Firstly " I HEART♥ ARYA ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;[Of course , I vow not to forget Surya . Hehs , *winks*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;But his eyes are really gorgeous .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And I badly wanna watch Sarvam and Ayan .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm pretty excited to go to Chaah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;[Miss me yaaaw !] :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Missing all of them there .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Lee tata says she'll be coming at the end of the month .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Yaaaaay .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And oh , V.Star ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Can't wait to see what happens .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Maybe I'd join when I'm older .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;LOOOOOL /.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Anw , if you're [shall not reveal details or some people might burst out into fits of laughter . Shall save you all from that .] joining , oh well , all the best yeah ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I've got absolutely nothing to say  :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;*controls laughter .*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Okays , that's about all .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Pretty short post , but yeah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Nothing much to say .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;BUHBHYES (=&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/3251431687819913525-1429646987316338900?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/1429646987316338900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1429646987316338900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1429646987316338900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='♥'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/SjJ1uT4-SYI/AAAAAAAAAMs/9LOe5sllSjs/s72-c/candle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-1814483285046708482</id><published>2009-06-09T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:50:32.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HEYYYOS ! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It's ironic isn't it ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;When it's school days , we'd wish that the holidays would come .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;When it's the holidays , we'd wish that school would re-open coz' we're too bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Oh well ,I'm feeling it now .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;But next Monday I'd be on my way to MY .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So , Yaaaaaaay .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Okay , here's a random survey to kill time .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;[I'm thinking of desging a class tee . Hmmmm ,]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm a...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Weirdo /.&lt;br /&gt;Someday, I want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- to become a BIO - RESEARCHER . [Current ambition .]&lt;br /&gt;There are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- so many things I wanna change .&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- irritaters .&lt;br /&gt;I wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- to go to heaven . Heh , [Nobody wants to go to hell right ?]&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- what class to choose in sec 3  :/&lt;br /&gt;I want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- to find out if there are really Martians in Mars . LOL .&lt;br /&gt;When I see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- grandparents , I feel weird .&lt;br /&gt;Only when...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- someone dies , you realise their value .&lt;br /&gt;I need...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- oxygen to live .&lt;br /&gt;I love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Actor SURYA and TAYLOR LAUTNER and ROBERT PATT and ARYA..and the list goes on .&lt;br /&gt;I hate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- to reach my boiling point .&lt;br /&gt;Why can't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- they understand ?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- if God can hear me .&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- because I miss some people .&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- coz' I'm going MY next weeeeeek ! (:&lt;br /&gt;I don't need...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- to change myself for others .&lt;br /&gt;I can't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- tolerate some crap anymore .&lt;br /&gt;I believe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- in the quote , "It's not about how hard life hits you , but about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward . "&lt;br /&gt;If I could, I would...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-turn back time . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3251431687819913525-1814483285046708482?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/1814483285046708482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/boredom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1814483285046708482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/1814483285046708482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/boredom.html' title='Boredom .'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-7437041407090288620</id><published>2009-06-05T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T21:33:55.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Civil Defence . OHMYGODD .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SikdV4pVV9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/_CsPKLwQfwI/s1600-h/fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343834694672013266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SikdV4pVV9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/_CsPKLwQfwI/s320/fire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLOS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Today's course was super fun .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hehehe .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;*winks at Rashidha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;We went to Queensway Fire station .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;OMG .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;What a sight . Hahah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Okay , I shall not elaborate anymore .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;For more details you can actually ask me . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I can rant on and on about it . SIGHH /.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Heh [;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Our instructor Zharif was funny when he accidently said something that sounded like 'F*ck '.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And everyone burst out laughing .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And he was like " What ? Why are you all laughing ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And then Shermain said that he said the F word .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And he was like " Noooo . No, I didn't say it " and started laughing .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hahha , so cute .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then we learnt stuff about estinguishing fire and evacuation procedures and what to do and look out for in case of a fire breakout or emergency and blahblahblah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then first aid and CPR !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hahahaah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And oh , all civil defence officers or fire fighters shouldn't give the cheeky look . Hahhaa .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then as for the praticals , kamarul go on open the windows instead of closing them and all the smoke began entering and all that crap .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"Air ! Air !" Hahahahahahah ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;For a moment , I really thought it was the poisonous gas and wanted to get out of the room . Haha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And the CO2 was goddamn cold luhh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So icy that our hands got all numb .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then we took the test .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Haiz , Zharif like tell out all the answers la .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;He says that they're 'CLUES' but he might as well let us look at the answer sheet .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;LOL .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;But seriously , the effects of fire ah ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;*Shudders*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then after the course went to queenstown mrt station with Rashidha, Kausalya and Venkat .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then go lot 1 and came back home .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Haiz , tired but hyper now ./&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Heeehz .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Can't wait for ATC camp at Pulau Ubin .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hopefully it's fun like what Shan Yi said .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Yup , that's about it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;`BYHEEEES . &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/3251431687819913525-7437041407090288620?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/7437041407090288620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/civil-defence-ohmygodd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/7437041407090288620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/7437041407090288620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/civil-defence-ohmygodd.html' title='Civil Defence . OHMYGODD .'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/SikdV4pVV9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/_CsPKLwQfwI/s72-c/fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-3738232762619156811</id><published>2009-06-04T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:56:59.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Blah Rants .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SifEM9xwJ0I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Op1QctI7DWs/s1600-h/hand+in+hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343455209919096642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5Utf2f3To/SifEM9xwJ0I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Op1QctI7DWs/s320/hand+in+hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HELLOOS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Yesterday went out for Brother's Birthdayy .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;WEEEE .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Went to Ayer Rajah to eat .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Ate Thai food there .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Tomyam soupp was super shiyok .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then there was this drink called 'Michael Jackson' .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Weeeird right ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;My father go ask what it is .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The man said that after drinking it , we'll start dancing like MJ .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hahaha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So cute ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;My mother ordered it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Actually it was just Soya Bean with ChinChow or something .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Black and White .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Talk about Black&amp;amp;&amp;amp;White and MJ .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;LOL .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Now you see why it got it's name .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Heh ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then after eating we headed to the Pandan reservoir .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Was goddamn breezy and nicee .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;On the way , I got so highh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I began screaming the AATHICHUDI songg at the top of my voice .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;My father open the windows some more .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then this motorcycle fella turn behind and gave that "This girl is nuts" look .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Fine , whatever .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I was nuts anyway .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then at the reservoir, saw COMMONWEALTH /.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Eeesh Eeesh , I so proud .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;LOL .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then I went to sit at this bench and suddenly a frog leapt out .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I got shocked la , obviously .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;But I didn't scream . Weeird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Actually the frog was quite cute .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Heheh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then we move on to the next bench and sat down .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Whattheheck !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Got so many ants and it was crawling all over us !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Shheeesh ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I immediately got up and shook them off ./&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Eeeeek .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"ANTS IN YOUR PANTS MAKE YOU DANCE "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hahah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Anyway , the third bench was okay .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Sat there and talk stories .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Blah blah blah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then went back home .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Reached home at midnight .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Birthday overr . Awww. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Heheh, so I start screaming at my brother for no reason .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Anyway , I'm currently in love with 3 songs !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1 . Shabir.feat Dhinesh - Nagara Veytei .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2. Neethanae - Sarvam .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3. Adada vaa - Sarvam .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Goddamn nice songgs ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Tomorrow got Civil Defence course .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;At Queensway .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Alrightts , that's about it . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;BYHESS .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Missing you all so badly .]&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/3251431687819913525-3738232762619156811?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/3738232762619156811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/blah-blah-rants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3738232762619156811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/3738232762619156811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/blah-blah-rants.html' title='Blah Blah Rants .'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_tl5Utf2f3To/SifEM9xwJ0I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Op1QctI7DWs/s72-c/hand+in+hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251431687819913525.post-4596652081123469705</id><published>2009-06-01T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:40:38.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HoliDAYS .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HELLOHS  (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Long time no post .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Goshh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Firstly , WHEEWITS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The holidays are soooo here !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;But , alas, the amount of homework is terrible .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then still got this activity and that activity at school .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Sheeesh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Whatever , at least I get to go Malaysia during the third week .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Yaaaay .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Blah Blah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Oh yeah ! I forgot to mention something .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I forgot to top up my bloody ez-link card on Friday .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Crap , so I couldn't get through the mrt thingy .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I obviously panicked and freaked out .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Thank god Venkat was there .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Phew .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;He led the way to CCK interchange .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Took 176 and then 188 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Haiz , what a day .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Lesson learnt : TOP UP EZ LINK CARD OFTEN !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Heh , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Saturday : Went for parent-teacher-meet duty .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Was goddamn funny with Shan Yi around .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;He and his lame jokes and games .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;But still , it was funny , I gotta admit .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Bro's Birthday is coming up soon .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Got some stuff planned up for him .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hmm , whuut else ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Oh yeah ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm like missing all the girls soo much .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Priyaa.Divya.Rashidha and some others .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I wish I can go for the tamil camp tomorrow .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;But I've got the friggin test .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Haiz ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Oh well .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Nehhmind .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;That's all I guess ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Adios .&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/3251431687819913525-4596652081123469705?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/4596652081123469705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4596652081123469705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/4596652081123469705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/06/holidays.html' title='HoliDAYS .'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3251431687819913525.post-2390240488937371143</id><published>2009-02-26T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:52:54.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All new :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Helloh people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've got a NEW URL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Please relinkk kayys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thankeuus (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[First post of the new blogg :D]&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/3251431687819913525-2390240488937371143?l=shout--itout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/feeds/2390240488937371143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-new-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2390240488937371143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3251431687819913525/posts/default/2390240488937371143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shout--itout.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-new-d.html' title='All new :D'/><author><name>Syafiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11688847508816441077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
