<?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-8928538</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:49:35.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::quEen g0t l0tsa st0ry t0 teLL::</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8928538.post-111918630436332565</id><published>2005-06-19T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T21:05:04.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a touch of miracle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 181px; HEIGHT: 143px" height="167" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02350.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyaha. lol.&lt;br /&gt;went to sembawang park. have some sense of exercising. yeah. but i didn`t. i just stroll ard and took pics. i`ve exercised enuf le. hehe. lol. in the morn. afternoon exercise is abit &lt;em&gt;lazy&lt;/em&gt;. hehe. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 153px; HEIGHT: 123px" height="115" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02329.jpg" width="135" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 123px" height="155" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02330.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 154px; HEIGHT: 120px" height="162" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02331.jpg" width="169" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 158px; HEIGHT: 120px" height="199" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02332.jpg" width="194" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 155px; HEIGHT: 128px" height="182" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02333.jpg" width="176" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 158px; HEIGHT: 128px" height="191" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02334.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 156px; HEIGHT: 126px" height="178" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02335.jpg" width="154" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 157px; HEIGHT: 125px" height="197" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02336.jpg" width="271" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 157px; HEIGHT: 125px" height="253" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02339.jpg" width="230" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 156px; HEIGHT: 124px" height="243" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02344.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 155px; HEIGHT: 127px" height="227" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02342.jpg" width="169" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 159px; HEIGHT: 130px" height="206" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02343.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 156px; HEIGHT: 131px" height="297" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02347.jpg" width="171" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 159px; HEIGHT: 132px" height="244" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02348.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. practically taking pics all over. when daddy was playing badminton, he vomitted half-way. he`s suffering from stomach flu. poor daddy. now, he`s sound asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. noting more to say. these days been kinda okay. and guess wat. my supposed-to-be-thrown converse shoes was stolen. omaigosh. i feel like pasting a notice outside my hse which says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"i noe you like my shoes, pls knock on my door and ask for it, rather than stealing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyahaha. i was fcuking mad sia.&lt;br /&gt;now watching rush hour 2. lol. hehehe. kinda in boredom island. sheesh. nina`s starting sch tmr. wow. gonna be nice. i`ve gotta wait for 2 more weeks. urgh. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fardly`s starting sch next week and i don`t wanna disturb him by then. so gonna meet him this upcoming week. yup. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. think tt`s it - &lt;em&gt;for now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111918630436332565?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111918630436332565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111918630436332565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111918630436332565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111918630436332565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/06/touch-of-miracle.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111892401682545345</id><published>2005-06-16T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T20:13:36.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a line of bad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full of bad things happened today. yikes. and im fcuking hating it. &lt;em&gt;shitznit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing firsts. i`m enduring a terrible headache right now. i felt too coped at home, so i decided to go out and meet sakinah. nyaha. i was easily pissed sia today. wth. don`t know wat was wrong wit me. chatting wit nina on the phone, on my way out, msging at the same time. sakinah was miss calling me. i was like &lt;em&gt;"can u guys stop it!!"&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. hey. i was on the move sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met sakinah at popular np ard 4 plus. she was searching for foolscape paper. we took quite awhile to choose foolscape paper. haha. funny. hehe. we kept making fun at this staff. she was like on the move and we were like, &lt;em&gt;"excuse me, excuse me"&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. craziee ass le. wat else. hehe. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went mc. she wanna revise for awhile. she had her sundae and i had my fries. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 176px; HEIGHT: 138px" height="174" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02272.jpg" width="214" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 164px; HEIGHT: 138px" height="169" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02274.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 177px; HEIGHT: 132px" height="200" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02282.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 162px; HEIGHT: 131px" height="174" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02283.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 178px; HEIGHT: 137px" height="208" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02278.jpg" width="256" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 162px; HEIGHT: 137px" height="133" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02272.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there are some snapshots. heh. lele. :)) studious sakinah. lazy-bummer huda. i`m such a fat-ass. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey. wanna see nina and her nursy-posed? hehe. lelele. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 324px" height="446" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02271.jpg" width="325" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khekhe. lelele. :)) exposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i`m trying to upload pics in my laptop, i fell from my chair. and hit my bumbum. and my kidney area seems in pain. wth. i was bummed for awhile, sat down on the floor and kept thinking, &lt;em&gt;what the hell i did wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyaha. it was funny though. hahaha. i was screaming in pain. haha.&lt;br /&gt;bumbum becoming flat. nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;careless huda. haix. what was i thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 221px; HEIGHT: 164px" height="256" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02286.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, i`m mi ss ing you. :)) eventhough i never say it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111892401682545345?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111892401682545345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111892401682545345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111892401682545345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111892401682545345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/06/line-of-bad-things.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111883984696626273</id><published>2005-06-15T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T20:50:46.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loads. loads.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there goes &lt;em&gt;nina, the nurse&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;the eeevviill nurse&lt;/em&gt;. nyaha. she went to her sch to buy her uni and shoes. met her halfway wit her mummie and daddy dearest. they were buying kitchen stuffs. vege vege vege. hehe. i kinda help out. and her mummie sided me on which bread is the best. &lt;em&gt;paparotti or rotiboy?&lt;/em&gt; i said rotiboy is better. and her mummie agreed. yeay! hehe. hey, it`s so true. paparotti is made wit margerine, while rotiboy is made wit butter. of course the butter tastes nicer than margerine.&lt;em&gt; read up&lt;/em&gt;. hehe. lelele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the errands, dropped by nina's crib. she wanna try-out her uni. nyahaha. kinda nice uh. she bought S, that is so fcuking tight fitting. nyaha. and M, kinda big for her though. yup. so, she`s actually between s and m. so, wat size is that? nyaha. syafiqah, nina's younger sis, was sulking cos her mummie and daddy didn`t bring her out tis morn. hehe. so it was my job to cheer her up. weee.. &lt;3 gheghe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went out after tt. nina need to settle syafiqah's sch fees. after that, off to np. went to meet fardly le. so met him, then the 3 of us took the same train. but me and nina dropped at w`lands. he dropped at his hometown, jurong. yadayadayada. kissed him goodbye and went off. &lt;em&gt;that was a huge jump of the story. gheghe. :))) lelelele.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling hungry so we went to long john silver. hehe. bought combo 1 plus side coleslaw. yum yum. but our food came by late. yeah. and i was fcuking hungry. nyaha. asked for knives, &lt;em&gt;this waitress was like, nah!&lt;/em&gt; and the knives` sharp ends were pointing at me. wat sia. hey, can sue you le. serving ettiquette is not like that sia. hey, i noe, my dad is in the fnb line. of course i noe. hehe. he corrected me everytime i serve the family. yeah. so don`t blame me, i got the &lt;em&gt;god of fnb&lt;/em&gt; ard me. nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ass uh huda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked ard metro. we sprayed colognes all over. nyahaha. cool! it`s like raining of colognes. nyaha. nice le. smell this perfume and that. nina fell in love wit the adidas cologne. hehe. gheghe. she sprayed some at herself and wanna lie to her bf said got some guy touches her. wth? hehehe. &lt;em&gt;crazziee ass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up in the mrt goin home. called the sakinah first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me : a'kum, wei. where are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sakinah : w'salam. aku kat toa payoh. i`m having stomach ache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me : abeh kau tak gi tutorial? kau kat toa payoh ngan jamal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sakinah : uh-huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me : giggles. kau sakit perut, gi balik. boleh jumpe jamal seh. tknk gi tutorial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sakinah : lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth?&lt;br /&gt;can go meet her ex-loveboy, but don`t wanna go tutorial. crazzie ass. hehe. we left her alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and nina went to this fashion, she wanna buy a top she saw costed 5 bucks. it took us awhile there. she kept on trying on some tops. hehe. i was like standing outside the fitting area and yeah, give out comments. at last she bought her pink top wit indian-like design on it. kinda nice. costed her 6bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to food mall. well. bought 2 rotiboys, one for my daddy at home. i ate one on the spot wit my all time fav - green tea. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and off home.&lt;br /&gt;daddy and mummy now are at grandma`s place. while i, due to some cancellation of plan, stayed at home. gosh. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i`m off.&lt;br /&gt;i got some insecure things to settle. i`m so fcuking pissed. you noe, being nice is not always the best attitude to give. i`ve learnt. they tend to step ur head. and now, you kinda lost things that u treasured. sometimes, i feel so insecure that &lt;em&gt;i`m better off dead. grrrrr... aaaaaarrrrggggghhhhhh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111883984696626273?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111883984696626273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111883984696626273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111883984696626273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111883984696626273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/06/loads.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111874023521898808</id><published>2005-06-14T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T17:12:13.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i hate myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 326px; HEIGHT: 171px" height="165" alt="Baby i`m sorry." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/ihate2.jpg" width="379" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;never i thot i will hurt someone so much.&lt;/em&gt; thru my words and the way i phrase it. it`s painful to you. and i felt real bad for it. now, i don`t think i can forgive myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i too much? am i asking too much or my ways of behaving is just too much? i don`t know wat`s wrong wit me. i know you care. yes, i do. and i didn`t mean to phrase it the way i did. and now, it seems i had no one to understand me. i decided to just type what i feel here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix. i`m at wrong here. i don`t know wat to do. i`ve apologised and i don`t think it`s enuf eventhough you said it does. i need to do something, gain back the things i`ve lost from you. stuffed it back to ur heart. &lt;em&gt;i know it sounds ridiculous. tt`s just how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m such a loser. &amp;#*$&amp;amp;#**#(*()))9^#!#!!! i`m such a stoopid asshole. i`m sick. that`s maybe my punishment for what i did. and i don`t wish to see you hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 178px" height="132" alt="I`M MISSING YOU. I LOVE YOU." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/huda.jpg" width="328" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you`re sweet. and i love you. let`s put the pieces back together, shall we? i don`t wanna lose your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't sleep at night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you are on my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bobby Womack's on the radio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singing to me 'If you think you're lonely now'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wait a minute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is too deep, too deep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I gotta change the station&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I turn the dial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trying to catch a break&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then I hear Babyface&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I only think of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's breaking my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm trying to keep it together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'm falling apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling all out of my element&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm throwing things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trying to figure out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where the hell I went wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pain reflected in this song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain't even half of what&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Need you back in my life baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he`s in my life. don`t worry. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111874023521898808?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111874023521898808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111874023521898808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111874023521898808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111874023521898808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-hate-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111866866791805887</id><published>2005-06-13T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T21:17:47.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sickness. sickness. :)) lelelele.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forced myself to wake up at 8.15am this morning. what for? i need to go to LA SALLE SIA, hand in a form and take my picture for school pass and ez-link. so i did wake up, it was terrible. washed up and get dress. off the door. dearest wanna accompany me, so he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he waited for me at ys mrt station at 9.30am. issit usual if i said i was late abt 10mins? hehehe. okay. so yeah. yadayadayada. reached LA SALLE. assumed there will be a few people, i was right. hehehe. only a few uh. kinda cool, i don`t need to wait. yeeeeee... &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they took my pic, and yeah. they told me they had problems wit my name, it`s too long. so my name in my student pass right now is -&lt;br /&gt;nurhuda md abdul karim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. so short sia. he said my dad`s name is so long. hehehe. i said can`t help it uh. hehehehe. :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i did get my student pass on the spot, maybe my ez-link is during orientation or school opens. ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest wanna go raffles wit his couzzy and family, so i decided to head home. :))) wow, i was heading home at 11.20am. right. i usually merayap ard sia. hehehehe. :))) lelelele. mummy was on mc. so was daddy. coincidence? hehehe. so mummy, daddy and me went out le. wat else? i kept saying i was bored. hehehe. went for lunch, at sakura np, then off to occ. hehehe. bowling le. we didn`t play for months now. hehehe. 1st game, i was dead off. hehe. 64 only sia. i was like, hahahaha. but my 2nd game. okay uh. 143. hehehe. a comeback after months. hehehe. like real only huda. hehehe. :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey. dearest wanna challenge me right? hehehehe. i remembered. lelelee.. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we went to cwp. we were b-o-r-e-d. so we headed to jp. hehehe. ate at banquet. hehehe. i ate fried kway teow. weeee.. &lt;3 ass. cholestrol. hehehe. walked ard jp. ard 7plus, we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest didn`t noe this, but he thinks i didn`t noe wat he and my mummy was up to. they were msg-ing using my hp uh. i think they mengumpat abt me le. hehehe. alah, nvm. hehehe. dearest got another new mummy uh. hehehe. :)))) let them bond. hehehe. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for sure, my mummy asked questions nye. hehehehe. but wanna noe wat. hehehe. i kpo uh. hehehe. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;okay. ppl!! attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;wat do you guys think if i curl my hair? please tell me your comments ya? and shud i wear contacts? or do i look better in specs? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;thanx. need ya comments. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, home. tired. sick. fever. haix. so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. gtg. toodles. :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111866866791805887?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111866866791805887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111866866791805887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111866866791805887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111866866791805887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/06/sickness.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111855676331441411</id><published>2005-06-12T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T14:17:59.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr &amp; mrs lee foo koon. the newlywed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i did made up my mind and decided to proceed to mr &amp;amp; mrs lee's wedlock. woke up ard 8am. dearest msg-ed me, asked me whether i'll be goin or not. nyaha. so i said i will. got up, washed up, dressed up, make-up. hehehe. :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet at 9.45am. meeting 15 mins earlier cos there will be some star-karats who will be late. guess wat, i reached ard 9.50am at ys control station, and i only met suhanah there. i was like, suhanah? kau sorg?&lt;br /&gt;she said, yeah. i was like, okay, so there are alot of star-karats. hahaha. serynna came, and only the 3 of us, soon, jc came along. sadrina was already pissed at khatib mrt station. hahaha. at last ard 10.20am, we decided to go. hehehe. we did cam-whored in the mrt. hehehe. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ard 10.55am, we reached dhoby ghaut. met the rest there, hehehe. :)) ard 11am, moved to search the place. dig this, ceremony supposed to start at 11am. hehehe. but luckily, when we arrived, mr lee said, 11.15am. hehehe. :)) we congratulated him and got our seats. hehehe. it was kinda okay. it was my second time witnessing a christian wedding. first was mr justin goh. now it`s mr lee foo koon. hehehee. :)) lelelele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the priest was talking for quite a while, so me and my group of friends took pics. hahaha. notty notty. hehehehee. from suhanah's end, to sadrina's end. hehehee. me and jeremy kept posing here and there wit `em. hahahaha. cool. i loike. hehehe. so, they were married. thot mr lee will kiss her at the lips, ishk! it was at the cheek. shy shy uh. lelelelele. hahahaha. mr &amp; mrs lee did their speech to the ppl who attended their wedding. mr lee cried! gosh. he was terribly emo! hehehe. and we were like, awwwwwwww... hahahahha. mrs lee was cool. she talked perfectly, it seems, he was crying, she was stronger? hehehehe. hahaha. :)) but, it was perfectly sweet. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 2 shots of pics wit the newlywed, we ended up at the buffet table. hehehe. gosh, we were hungry, and it was halal and all, we were like "wooohooo!" hehehehee. there were ice cream and some finger food. orange juice. hehehhe. wow! ate ate ate. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, cam-whoring. weee.. &lt;3 mostly taken at serynna's cam uh. hopefully she'll send me those pics! we were crazy. hahahaha. the whole class had fun cam-whoring. hehehe. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cam-whoring was done, we all decided to go to town. so we walked from dhoby ghaut to orchard. a small grp of us. at heeren's junction, tian hock, jc and sylvia tandiono split wit us to cineleisure, they wanna watch mr&amp;mrs smith. me, serynna, sadrina and jaren went far east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serynna wanna searched for the skirt she saw. but she didnt buy it. she wanna think abt it. hehe. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and sadrina bought flipflops. hehehehe. i bought brown, she bought bright green! hey! it was nice le. hehehehee. suppose to be saving huda. hehehehe. lelelelee. we took our break at far east's BK. jaren had his lunch, sadrina had her fries, and serynna was kinda sick. so she went off first. it was a good thing uh, she shud be at home resting. so left me, sadrina and jaren. me and sadrina were looking at these nigros. hehehehe. she said one of `em looked cute, we kept commenting, abt how they eat. and one of `em, ate two burgers at once. we like, huh? and we lol. hahahaha. i guess they knew uh. hahahaha. jaren was just there sitting and couldnt care less abt us. hehehehe. he was just like showing "sheessh" kinda expression. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had to go first, my grandma's having a surprise b'dae party for my couzzy, syafiq. so i gtg. hehehe. they proceeded to city hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guys wanna see some of the pics, visit Sadrina's blog. and do check out her blog. it`s cool stuff. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;click here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to grandmama's place. hehehee. cool! hehehe.i gave my couzzy a "lord of the rings' sticker collection". he loved lotr. so it`s worth it. :))) mummy gave carrom board. hehehe. he was all smiles. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home, tired.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest is goin johor. maybe right now. hope he'll take care. i kinda have some sulk wit him this morn. he said he wanna share his love for me, wit my mummy. hehehe. then i said, go date wit my mummy uh, dont need me already uh. hehehehe. he called me up and said he was just kidding. i kept quiet. hahahaha. he kept saying sorry sorry. hehehehe. cute uh he. he`s so adorable. im so in love wit him. cant stand his cuteness le. so cute. hehehe. urgh. hehehehee.. i said, i want his love all by myself, he kept making fun of me, said "eleh, eleh" heheehhee. cannot uh, dear?? hehehehee. :))) he's so adorable le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i gtg now. need to send back library books. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles. love*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111855676331441411?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111855676331441411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111855676331441411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111855676331441411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111855676331441411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/06/mr-mrs-lees-wedlock.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111840821866566399</id><published>2005-06-10T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T20:59:39.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*sweet date. nyaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;okay. so baby cancelled today's plan to sentosa. due to some reasons. hehe. baby made me wake up 7am in the morn. hrmph. hey, he was supposed to pujuk me today. urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out le. hehe. arse him. he was late sia. hahaha. so before he arrived, i actually have the time to buy this cute handbag. weee.. hehehe. &lt;3&gt;SMILE. hehehe. :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to tangs. walked ard. to heeren. walked ard. went to warehouse sale, walked ard. nyahaha. :)) at last went to burger king. hehehe. ate, chat, got crazy. hey fardly, u scared rite you! you scared eating vege. hehehe. lelelelele. eleh, wanna threatened me some more sia. hahahahha. hahahaha. then wanna give excuse, "i can eat vegetables, but i dont like." actually, u just suck at eating green leaf. weeeeee... &lt;3 hahahaha. joking only sayang. sorry sayang. cayang you. mwahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told him i cut my finger, wahlan, you can make fun sia you! grr. hehe. but he did make it feel better at the end though. hehehe. *winks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ard 5.45, mummie called. he got berzerk. hahahaha. lol. keep on shouting,&lt;br /&gt;"mummie, huda tknk balik." keep on shouting for my mum, wahlan. hahahaha. mummie blurred like that, asked me,&lt;br /&gt;"siape tu? fardly?"&lt;br /&gt;lol. i said yeah, she was like "huh?" hahahaha. she blur blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now mummie is siding him more than me sia. he was late, i kena sia. not him! hrmph. nvm nvm. you wait uh, fardly. you psycho2 my mum, i psycho2 ur mum uh! hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, went home. took train. hehehe. lol. very noisy le he. hehe. i like. i like. he crazy2, i crazy2 also uh. wat else. wanna carry the bag i bought. hehehe. like grrl la sayang. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met mummie outside ntuc at ys mrt. baby salam my mum. and we went off. hehehe. lelelele. mummie gave me some of her thoughts. hehehe. okay. i will do as wat you said. i will take care of him. :)) hey you, you must listen to me! hehehe. :Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr, mr lee foo koon is getting married. attending his wedding. hehehee. at fort canning park. so romantic sia. haix. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la salle is calling me for photo taking. hehehe. *chik chik* hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired. wanna write baby a testimonial. okay. gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*baby, i miss you. i love you. mwahs mwahs. promises made, i'll cherish you. mwahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles. *love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111840821866566399?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111840821866566399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111840821866566399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111840821866566399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111840821866566399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/06/sweet-date.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111829668827782503</id><published>2005-06-09T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T15:42:24.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHANGES.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed my temply. nyaha. i noe, i`ve been gone. hehe. nah. just ard. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things been great. hols sucks. hehe. baby and i, we`re getting along just fine. love you.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besties, been crazy. hehe. i`m actually suppose to go out by now. hahaha. okay. i`m goin nina's crib. weeee.. &lt;3 she wanna cook me smting. hahaha. bluek. no uh. goin` her crib to wait for her to get ready. how abt that?! grr. hahaha. tink gonna have lunch outside uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. IT WAS CANCELLED. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, burning my time while watching mtv. Laguna Beach. i don`t like the show sia. eiik. nvm just watch. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my baby. i miss my bestfriends. i miss ME. hehehe. i MISS EVERYONE. was freak-out. cos, upon my arrival from kl, LOADS of things happened. and i just cannot handle the changes. the facts. watever happened to them while i was away, was just disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, we kinda found out. one of our besties, who said he went to umrah, didnt even go at the first place. -HE LIED TO US. wat the fcuk? and using mecca as a plot, wahlan. and now we suspected the reason he did that was maybe to go back to his bad habits. drinking, clubbing. wtf?! sakinah was totally shattered, i was so fcuked up. i cant even say a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well. things happened too fast.&lt;br /&gt;it`s like just on the day of my arrival, ALOT of stories were daggling in my ear drums. it hanged there. till now. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now tempting to eat kfc. chicken chicken.&lt;br /&gt;yum yum. asked mummie to buy for me later. hehehe.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby's home. at jurong i guess. i think he'll be coming over ys again. tmr, we're goin sentosa. hehehe. lelelelele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last my La Salle tingy was settled. CPF and stuff. aiyoh. so leceh. went there, got to noe, i brought the wrong statement. but now settle uh. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. done. i`ve update.&lt;br /&gt;if i have more time, i`ll type more next time. ya?&lt;br /&gt;later. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111829668827782503?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111829668827782503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111829668827782503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111829668827782503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111829668827782503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/06/changes.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111747720142708974</id><published>2005-05-31T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T02:51:31.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JURONG POINT*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up ard 8am on Monday morning. hehe. baby msged me. yeah. today's plan - watching movie at JP.&lt;br /&gt;tagging along wit my couzzy, syikin, and her guy friend, hazhim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, baby woke up early, so did syikin. so did me! hehe. met baby at mcdonald, np. nyaha. he was having bfast. off to ys mrt station. and halfway thru, picked up syikin at sembawang, hazhim at w'lands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. we were kinda kecoh early in the morning. as i forced syikin to talk to hazhim and all. yeyack. kpo huda. hehe. nyak nyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so reached JP ard 11.45am. bought tix at gv as the kiddies wanna watched "Madagasca". so we bought the tix, walked ard and yeah. watched the movie. hehe. lelelelele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda cute uh. very very cute. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after watching that cutie movie, nyahaha, well, syikin wanna find her brother's b'day gift. we couldnt find any. so yah. walked ard, chameleon and yadayadayada. went to toys'r'us. and i tried this one bunny ears. hehe. sho cute. baby said i look like grrls at playboy mansion. GRRR. and i did gave him the seductive look; biting my finger. hehehe. and he kept laughing and laughing. GRRR. hehehe. ;)) hehe. had our lunch at banquet, me and syikin ate, the guys actually watched us. they were full after stuffing pop corns. nyahaha. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went ard after lunch and syikin wanna set back to w'lands. cos she wanna buy slippers at Charles and Keith. baby went home. he was sick. kinda near since he live at Jurong. yeah. want him to rest. hehehe. awwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lelelelelele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. went to CWP. at last, she bought her slippers. i wanna check out stuffs at This Fashion. at Sun Plaza, Sembawang.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;after that, hazhim went to rent some dvd. me and syikin went home. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; HEIGHT: 165px" height="280" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02050.jpg" width="370" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; HEIGHT: 163px" height="200" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02052.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syikin, cant seem to unwrap her lollipop. nyaha. hazhim, i dont noe wats wrong wit him, like totally. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; HEIGHT: 148px" height="272" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02051.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; HEIGHT: 135px" height="226" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02053.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food food. syikin was trying her best. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 167px; HEIGHT: 150px" height="240" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02054.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyahaha. :)) lelelelele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 204px; HEIGHT: 161px" height="242" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02063.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 203px; HEIGHT: 173px" height="222" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02062.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*huda. and her retardious sweetheart, fardly.* love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 204px; HEIGHT: 165px" height="256" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02070.jpg" width="288" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 204px; HEIGHT: 156px" height="262" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02071.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syikin, need help uh syg? hehe. i still just cant get wat that hazhim wants. nyahahaha. lelelele. arse. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh ya. took some prints. me and couzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 232px; HEIGHT: 314px" height="438" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02077.jpg" width="187" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 232px; HEIGHT: 300px" height="484" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02079.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look so blardy childish. nyahaha. its okay! im happy. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;bubbye.&lt;br /&gt;mwahs.&lt;br /&gt;nite.*&lt;br /&gt;miss my baby. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111747720142708974?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111747720142708974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111747720142708974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111747720142708974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111747720142708974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/05/jurong-point-woke-up-ard-8am-on-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111737349863925235</id><published>2005-05-29T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T21:31:38.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mummie`s home!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the rain, the whole family managed to get ourselves to airport. daddy drove and nearly get us into an accident. but we`re okay. only me, my head hit the front seat cushion at great impact. i`m okay. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummie's arrival was on the dot wit our arrival. nyahaha. so we`re kinda "on-time" hehehe. some pics my dad took upon the arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 330px; HEIGHT: 237px" height="238" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02018.jpg" width="399" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and syikin. it seems somebody else is interested back there. hehe. peace.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 330px; HEIGHT: 233px" height="300" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02022.jpg" width="407" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left; 4th uncle, syafiq, 3rd uncle, syikin, ME, MUMMIE, 3rd auntie. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 329px; HEIGHT: 266px" height="290" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02027.jpg" width="339" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beloved beloved parents. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 328px; HEIGHT: 264px" height="295" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02032.jpg" width="351" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna tease. just that my tongue can`t seem to get it out.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 329px; HEIGHT: 254px" height="286" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02034.jpg" width="339" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummie. too engrossed wit the cam. nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 321px; HEIGHT: 232px" height="280" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02036.jpg" width="347" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can`t seem to get enuf of myself. hehe.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, ate at airport`s canteen. yadayada. went off. hehe. so, my uncle wanna see the horse.&lt;br /&gt;went to jalan kayu. Animals' Resort. nyahaha. kinda freak out ya. hahaha. the horse kept blowing its nose. i kept running here and there. we fed the horsey. and the kambing. hehe. sheep. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 217px" height="294" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02039.jpg" width="410" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint the kambing cute? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 321px; HEIGHT: 250px" height="298" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02040.jpg" width="339" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad has the power to talk to a horse? nyahaha.*lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 324px; HEIGHT: 200px" height="306" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC02045.jpg" width="406" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveduckies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired. tired.&lt;br /&gt;nyahaha. it seems my day was okay. hope i can call my sweetheart later. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bubbye.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huda*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111737349863925235?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111737349863925235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111737349863925235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111737349863925235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111737349863925235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/05/mummies-home-despite-rain-whole-family.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111729151401468354</id><published>2005-05-29T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T08:18:20.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mcdonald's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;first sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yadayadayada.&lt;br /&gt;y'day, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;. hehehe. okay. woke up ard 8plus 9am. got my ass up and washed my own laundry. hehe. i just realised my pink flair skirt is inside the dirty pile. darn. searched for it like hell. nyahaha. put them up at the poles and yeah. that was ard 10plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;retardious sweetheart&lt;/span&gt; was on his way to ys. yeah. goin` to his couzzy`s crib, staying overnight. &lt;em&gt;called nina like hell&lt;/em&gt;. it seemed if s`pore is being bomb or watsoever, i don`t think she'll ever wake up. grrr. planned to meet my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;retardious sweethreart&lt;/span&gt; at mcdonald's northpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. yadayadayada. got ready and yeah. was actually on time, i got all ready at 12 exactly. meeting at 12.30pm. while i was at the bus stop, &lt;strong&gt;his couzzy&lt;/strong&gt; called me at my cell. asked me where i was. hehe. :Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met them at mcdonald's. hehee. they were sitting right inside. and there were loads of ppl. nyahaha. so. yeah. &lt;strong&gt;yadayadayada. lelelelele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his couzzy went off. and left the two of us. he bought me lunch. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt; uh-huh. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i really appreciate it, sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt; so we talked. yadayadayada. no need to know this part yeah? hehehe. :Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. waited for nina. my gawd. after waiting for her, i called her, she said, she's not coming. i was like. WTH? hahaha. luckily, &lt;em&gt;my sweetheart was there.&lt;/em&gt; lelelelelelele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we went off to orchard. met his &lt;strong&gt;couzzy and co.&lt;/strong&gt; so yeah. met them at far east, off to wheelock's and coffee bean. cos that crazy grrl wanna have some sweet tooth. yeah. and i was made the &lt;strong&gt;rubbish dump&lt;/strong&gt;. asked me to finish up her cheesecake. &lt;em&gt;arse.&lt;/em&gt; hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moved ard. and &lt;strong&gt;my couzzy, syikin&lt;/strong&gt;, was already in orchard. so she wanna meet me at heeren. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweetheart &lt;/span&gt;accompanied me. thanx. and he wasn`t feeling that well. poor thing. haix. now i feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;strong&gt;my couzzy, syikin&lt;/strong&gt;, ard heeren. and then i thot she wanna have her late lunch, but we went back to heeren instead, met my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;, who initially wanna meet his couzzy back in heeren. so before she arrived, we walked ard, yeah, at last, his couzzy arrived. so we went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since they wanna watch movie at ys, we went home together. so. yadayadayada. hehehe. reached gv yishun. now, syikin wanna have her lunch cum dinner. hahaha. so we decided to eat at BK. my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweetheart &lt;/span&gt;and his couzzy accompanied us after they bought their tix to watch monster-in-law. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay me and his couzzy were bad. very very bad. as she and syikin had created an alliance between them wit a &lt;strong&gt;guy at ljs` cashier guy&lt;/strong&gt; (who perasan he is handsome and can attract grrls, cum, menggatal), i wanna see the guy, so me, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweetheart &lt;/span&gt;and his couzzy went over to ljs for awhile. syikin stayed at BK for awhile. so me and his couzzy, pretended we wanna buy some set combos or smthing, we kinda show affection to this guy. hahahaha. when he turned ard and show his freaking face, &lt;strong&gt;we burst out to laughter. like, real bad. hahahaha&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, we were bad. lelelelelelelelelelele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, it was time for them to watch the movie. lelelelele.&lt;br /&gt;left me and couzzy, few mins later, we went off to grandmama`s place. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaotic grandmama`s place.&lt;br /&gt;guess wat, my couzzy, putra syahril, now can stand by himself, and dance. rite. hahahha. i was laughing at him and he kept showing his hand at me, wanted me to dance as well. so i did. and he began laughing. hahaha. &lt;strong&gt;cute sia.&lt;/strong&gt; cannot tahan. heheehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received a letter from La Salle SIA. it`s blardy complicated. so i gotta have my parents` help for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheee.&lt;br /&gt;okay, so it`s 8am. waking up early, wanna pack up my bag. yeah. for kl trip. before my mum`s flight touched dwn, at 2.45pm. she wants me to pack up before she will. hehehehe. leleleleleleleleleleleele. am i listening to her? hehehehe. ;)) &lt;em&gt;im gonna get a "yenyak" from her.&lt;/em&gt; confirmed. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. :)) gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good morning, sunshine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huda*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111729151401468354?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111729151401468354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111729151401468354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111729151401468354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111729151401468354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/05/mcdonalds-first-sight.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111721676962453253</id><published>2005-05-28T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T01:59:29.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shoppin` shoppin`&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;define shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it`s a movement being made whenever you see nice, cute stuffs, the desire to buy them is such unexplainable. and yeah, end up, buying it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read thru,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Huda`s Dictionary Edition 4.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. for sho.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like today, i feel like buying the whole toa payoh ctrl. nyahaha. they got nice cheap clothes &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(FOR SADRINA`S SHOPPING CHECKLIST)&lt;/span&gt; hehe. it`s quite a bargain where u buy a V-Neck shirt for $7. i tink. hehe. they sells adorable jewelleries, (&lt;em&gt;costume; that is&lt;/em&gt;) and just so much of wearable stuffs. hahaha. right, i`m exaggerating. but hell, it`s such a shopping paradise. from 3 watches for $10, to a nice cardigan for only ard at most $30. shitz. hehee. am i helping you enuf, sadrina? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i was stopped. nyahaha. by my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;retardious sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;. GRRR. but, i do end up buying 4 things. hehehe. =X&lt;br /&gt;- watch&lt;br /&gt;- inner clothes (hell, you guys need to know? hehe*)&lt;br /&gt;- V-neck tee shirt&lt;br /&gt;- pink lace-like collar and sleeve shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping wit my auntie and uncle. dad decided to go hm first since he's tired and all. so we began walking ard. and my eyes stuck on that shirt, till that. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;retardious sweetheart&lt;/span&gt; was msg-ing me at that time, asked me to stop my inner shop habit. nyahaha. okay okay. i`ll stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehee. reached home ard 10pm. tired. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;daddy was washing the laundry. and yeah. pile of clean clothes of him and mummie were hang outside the poles. and tmr, will be my turn. hehe. i wash my own clothes, even ironing. hehehe. wat to do? responsibility of ur own stuff. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told mummie wat i bought. she was distance away from me and she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"la, baju pink lagi, mama pun blikan ayg baju pink. hehehe."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. she didn`t tell me! and she bought me a new bottle of Miracle Perfume by Lancolm. Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. yeay! love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.*&lt;br /&gt;ouh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SYARIFUDDIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17 at last. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im still stck 16. lelelele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked my dad loads of time.. at last he let me go out tmr. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;goin` out wit shena tmr. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;before that meeting, uh-hum. hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tell more after we meet la k?&lt;/span&gt; hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;think i gtg sleep now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;before i kena caught ain`t sleeping.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toodles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodnight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*mwahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111721676962453253?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111721676962453253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111721676962453253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111721676962453253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111721676962453253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/05/shoppin-shoppin-define-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111703316467989330</id><published>2005-05-25T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T22:59:25.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im all smiles.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. okay.&lt;br /&gt;you ppl mite think abt my La Salle SIA's interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i`m officially IN. hehehe. weee. &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m so &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;. hehe. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the course i`m taking is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Design in Fashion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeay! heh.&lt;br /&gt;so i gotta get ready wit my hectic schedule in July. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;and all my things that i need will be send to me by this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im FCUKING Happie&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr.&lt;br /&gt;maybe goin` out wit sakinah. gosh. i`m missing her to bits.&lt;br /&gt;i need to buy a bag. hehe. and yeah. spend time wit her.&lt;br /&gt;maybe meeting my couzzy syarif and buy his &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Caramel Frapp&lt;/span&gt; that i promised.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. &lt;strong&gt;Friday's plan is ON.&lt;/strong&gt; hehe. and i planned to buy him a &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;small choc cake.&lt;/span&gt; hehe.&lt;br /&gt;wit a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;small candle and his gift&lt;/span&gt;. what to buy uh. haix. how abt a.. hmm. wat uh? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday. it`s a maybe. hehe. told my mum.&lt;br /&gt;ouh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;my mum just reached Hong Kong at 10pm. damn, the thought of her being away from me and dad is just disturbing. haix. mummie, &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the news of my admission to La Salle SIA was informed when she was at the airport. and it`s kinda sad cos u usually wanna see ur love ones ard when u receive something. haix. wit only my dad, i miss the other one. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sakinah kept complaining to me abt her Nanyang Poly's orientation today. haha. she told me that she had to study A Maths and they`re having a test this friday - the end of orientation. hahha. and she kept complaining.&lt;br /&gt;"huda, aku tknk gi sch lagi uh! sobx"&lt;br /&gt;haha. funny grrl. silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she made me laugh on my way home just now from La Salle. hahaha. silly grrl for sho. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, A MATHS. she said she`s gonna get crazy. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;first day orientation da blaja. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;awwww, endure it sakinah.&lt;br /&gt;i'll buy u ice cream k? hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nina was totally making fun of her. and sakinah scolded me for tellin` the whole world. ello? it`s only nina. hehehe. she was werked up and laugh laugh on the phone. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;crazy ass. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ass, better go out wit me tmr. wanna buy bag.&lt;br /&gt;u break ur promise, i`m gonna kick ur ass up to the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 hahaha. yeah. and nina is my ultimate sidekick.&lt;br /&gt;weeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey. cant wait to go for my hols in june.&lt;br /&gt;wit my family. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;we`re gonna get crazy. wit my crazy uncles and aunties. couzzies. hahaha. cant wait sia. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;KL KL.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i`m kinda bored goin` KL. cos been there every year. at most thrice per year. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*yawns*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna bed soon.&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;huda*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111703316467989330?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111703316467989330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111703316467989330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111703316467989330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111703316467989330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-all-smiles.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111688483857869786</id><published>2005-05-24T05:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T05:47:18.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5am. still wide awake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant sleep. after chatting wit &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my former, sharil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, well, i kinda felt awake for awhile. and he did loads of &lt;strong&gt;explaination&lt;/strong&gt;, and the &lt;strong&gt;bad deeds&lt;/strong&gt; ive done, well, we kinda talked things out real well. although i can see he was rather &lt;strong&gt;disappointed &lt;/strong&gt;after wat ive done. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he's so sweet to forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and it really made me feel such an ass when he did that. eventhough he's disappointed over my actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like crying. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;his sweetness still longing ard me after we broke up&lt;/span&gt;. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the bad-things-happened thingy, abt him used another guy to make a fool out of me, was a total &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; he never did it. and he didnt even had the time to plan it. so who the hell did it? and he was kinda pissed cos his name was just made a dirt at. &lt;strong&gt;im so sorry. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe. you told me. and i'll listen to you.&lt;br /&gt;and i noe now, how much u still care for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur confessions were kinda cute and funny though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"huda, i actually still have the HOTS for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do you get the word from? hehehe. kinda cute.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe im the one who is just a back-dated freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this week's calender is kinda full.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wednesday - interview at La Salle SIA. *shivers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Friday - HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SHARIL. hehe. goin` out wit him after friday's prayers. spend the whole day wit him on his b`dae. after 1 mth of not-seen-each-other, we`re spending time on his b`dae. and you, sharil, better don`t reject my gift. *p.s - the Adidas Cologne is a gift, not a present.* hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Saturday - surprise my couzzy in the morn` maybe, his b`dae! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SYARIF. *evening - goin` gig. yeah. support psykelecticz. hehe. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my art is reaching to the end soon. and im quite happy wit the overall. and hope my couzzy sis will actually approves it, if not, i`m gonna &lt;strong&gt;touch-up&lt;/strong&gt; the pieces the whole day. shessh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh. i went shopping two days back. and yeah. mummie was screaming at me cos i spent abt $60 on clothes. and sharil gave me a good suggestion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buy a new spec uh wit the money u spend on clothes. hehehe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh god. now im yawning. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. good morning.&lt;br /&gt;its 5 plus.&lt;br /&gt;wait till subuh uh. after subuh can sleep.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better get the hell out of this laptop before&lt;br /&gt;my eyes conclude to shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*feel like eating sushi*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toodles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morn`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111688483857869786?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111688483857869786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111688483857869786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111688483857869786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111688483857869786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/05/5am.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111666212618344981</id><published>2005-05-21T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T15:55:26.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sore sore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i wanna thank azreen for ur mutual honesty. hey, im not getting worked up my dear. its okay. everyone has their own comments and point of views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority. like now, im having sore throat. it's really burning me. totally. ate my losenges, WOODS orange flavour. yucks. but, gotta let my throat sooths so that i will be able to talk when im having my interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad started working at Singapore Satay Club, thought he'll be home being happy, instead he kept mubbling abt how the director employ him just to settle the mess he made wit his own company. and i was like, fcuk. okay, so my dad is the broom. yeah. and im gonna kick his ass if he made my dad slaves thru this job.&lt;br /&gt;well, my dad, bein rebellious and all said to the director,&lt;br /&gt;"u employ me, just to what? and watever promises u made to me when u first approached me at swensens, im holding on to it. and i can work and go back home whenever im pleased. and that was wat u said to me in the beginning, so i have the right to do so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooohoooo! &lt;3 hip hip horray for dad!&lt;br /&gt;nyahaha. first time in his life, after slaving thru swensens, he had his say. hahaha. :)) cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh yeah. if i see that ms lilian seah somewhere, im gonna give my word to her too.&lt;br /&gt;"thanks for making my dad slaved thru ur dirt for 2 years when u first stepped in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im fcuking pissed sia. all of them just took advantage of my dad. shit.&lt;br /&gt;okay. i was kinda pissed. since this is an online journal and all. kinda let it all go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, im slaving thru my sketches. slept wit it and kinda destroy it too. im so stresses up. shit. and im so nervous for my interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when im having my interview, mummie will be on her way to Changi Airport Terminal 1, outstationed to Hong Kong and China. damn. 6pm flight. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left me and dad. and confirm dad will be in loads of mood swings for the next 5-days. hahaha. and i'll be his bull's eye. nyahaha. nvm. got used to it. kena screamed at, scolded at for noting. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he even scolded me when mummie didnt switch on her hp during her Penang outstation.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. didnt do anything. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading thru friendster, reading the horoscope thingy,&lt;br /&gt;5/5 - money&lt;br /&gt;5/5 - love&lt;br /&gt;5/5 - attitude.&lt;br /&gt;haha. told mummie abt it.&lt;br /&gt;mummie : woah. smue 5/5 seh.&lt;br /&gt;me : yeah. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;mummie : ngan matair pun 5/5 la?&lt;br /&gt;me : yup. uh-huh. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;she thinks i have a bf. nyahaha. gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last, he msged me. hehe. waited for 2 hrs. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;i'll fetch u from SP someday.&lt;br /&gt;and u'll fetch me from La Salle someday.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. gonna have my rest now.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111666212618344981?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111666212618344981/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8928538.post-111651499050839499</id><published>2005-05-19T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T23:03:10.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u may. i dont mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i really wanna press on this topic. you know, by keeping quiet, does make it worst. so i wanna have my say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to the people who hate me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i dont mind u ppl talk bad abt me, in front, at the back, where-ever. cos, i know, my bad points, how bad ive been so far. yeah. waking up is the solution. i really appreciate u ppl, giving me negative and positive feedbacks abt me. i noe, it'll give me a great lesson. but, if u ppl wanna expose it all out and hurt my heart, please, i noe, but wat do i get? humiliation? i did get it. so wat do u get? satisfaction? u can torture me wit ur words, harsh sharp words. i dont mind. it seems this words are already becoming numb in these ear holes. or shall i say, in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another thing, please get ur facts right. i didnt wear tudung even when i was a kid. outside or watever. didnt. if you ppl noe me well, u shud noe. honestly, u shud noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these things have been happening for few mths now, u ppl just wont stop it rite? wit the motivation i get, i can endure this. i have loads of trusted friends. i can depend on them. they noe me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u ppl can continue dissing, i can continue shutting. just see when will this last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my friends, please dont fight back. let them. at least this will make them happy. my couzzy, dont fight back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orite. ive said enuf. toodles. nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8928538.post-111581879236112604</id><published>2005-05-11T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T21:39:52.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let me kiss the pain away*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 381px; HEIGHT: 248px" height="436" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/collage1.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`mwah mwah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of things happened today, and i just wish to kiss the pain away.&lt;br /&gt;things happened towards my grrlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;things happened towards radrad. hehe. nick uh. cant expose identity. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;my girlfriend. please dont be so sad. you want it this way. so you gotta endure it ya baby girl? i really hugged you just now and so did nina. hope things will get better as days passed by. i love you, girlfriend. do take care. anything you can just tell me. i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you, radrad. nyaha. wat makes you to be so careless! hehe. gonna strangle you off once i meet you. totally. nyaha. take care ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 283px; HEIGHT: 363px" height="477" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01673.jpg" width="357" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee.. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;hehee. okay.&lt;br /&gt;hey. wait.&lt;br /&gt;i did wash some laundry?!&lt;br /&gt;okay okay!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goin goin. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toodles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111570535725495449</id><published>2005-05-10T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T14:09:17.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flu, flew!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so pissed wit my nose. &lt;em&gt;flu. flu&lt;/em&gt;. i hate! ishk. makes me sound like a &lt;em&gt;tweety&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;bird&lt;/em&gt;. aiyoh. sheesh. stoopid arse. even sakinah was laughing at me on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sky is dark and i guess it's goin to rain till evening. &lt;em&gt;so cold. so dark&lt;/em&gt;. feel like eating &lt;em&gt;fried kway teow.&lt;/em&gt; nvm. i'll cook later. hehe. wee.. wee... &lt;3 sick sick.&lt;br /&gt;feels like im gonna strike wit fever. yeap. ishk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9am. promised someone i'll wake him up. he's goin johor today. nyaha. he's so the degil last nite ard 2am still dont wanna sleep. he was sick and needa wake up early. hehe. at last he slept. nyaha. called him today at 9am. he woke up at last. nyaha. hehe. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. now im sick. &lt;strong&gt;u'll accompany me tonight uh!&lt;/strong&gt; nyahaha. nvm. its okay. nyaha. hehe. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;jamjam&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;caching &lt;/span&gt;went out to movies. &lt;em&gt;gay-ish&lt;/em&gt;. weee.. &lt;3 we'll see how's e experience. nyaha. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la. wanna go cook my lunch now.&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yummie. yummie. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee.. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;toodles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`huda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te quiero&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111570535725495449?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111570535725495449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111570535725495449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111570535725495449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111570535725495449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Estoy en el amor con usted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority. yesd event at my granny's place was so great. mother's day. gotta do it on saturday since my two couzies are having their mid-year exams tmr. it was so fun. &lt;em&gt;funnie. laughter. craziness&lt;/em&gt;. will upload the pics very soon. hehe. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cellphone got some problem. sometimes alright. sometimes not alright. aiyoh. sometimes can receive msges, receive calls. walan. gotta buy new phone. &lt;em&gt;shitznit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so so tired. raining and stuff. tink i gotta rest some more. shit. gotta be a pig sia. no no. i wanna go out. nyaha. ouh yeah. trimming my hair. and wanna buy my flair skirt. nyaha. will see. (: if lazy, bubbye. no need. hehe. have a date wit my family this weekend. gonna have hi-tea at plaza. nyaha. so fcuking formal. &lt;em&gt;yuck. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad had announced, he's leaving swensens. after 25 years of service. he announced to my relatives and they were kinda shock. but took it well. well, another company approached him when he was working wit swensens. pujuk2 him and gave him offers. nyahaha. you guys might noe the place ya. later i'll tell. after 25 years of service, he was slaved sia. hehe. now, gotta a new job, new challenge and higher post. hehee. gotta give him support.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Singapore Satay Club&lt;/span&gt; is taking him. nyahahaa. weeeee... &lt;3 eat satay everyday. nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sicko huda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy for him. but there're risks ya.&lt;br /&gt;we mite never noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swensens will still take him back if he wants to come back. good for him la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;wanna curl my hair but my besties said no! hehehe. alah! i wanna curl. awww. sobx. mummie said no too. sobx. all said no. jahat uh. tkpe. curl jugak. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so degil. nyaha. no uh. i just wanna see how i look like. hehe. &lt;em&gt;crazy huda.&lt;/em&gt; bought the loreal hot curls already. weeee.. &lt;3 wanna borrow sakinah's curler. hehe. curl curl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;anticipating enough?&lt;/em&gt; nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quiero que usted obtenga el corazón.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeee... &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;ority. wanna go now.&lt;br /&gt;bubbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;`toodles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Usted es mío y yo son suyos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adiós&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8928538.post-111540138140154610</id><published>2005-05-07T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T01:43:01.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a day wit besties.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu hari dgn kwn kwn aku, cukup menakjubkan. aku sayang bangat sama mereka.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously, i went out. nyaha. off to city hall. okay. scold me. scold me. i was late. wit the day couple, nina and wan. i reached at 1.30pm. promised at 1pm. ello! nina was late. aint my fault.&lt;br /&gt;hey. guess wat. caching was late. nyaha. the caching of the group. nyaha. ishk. he reached at 1.55pm! urgh. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;watched "the house of wax" and my gosh. the suspense was fcuking fcuking terperanjat. but overall, we rated it 45/100 percent. yeah. not that "argh" suspense. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way to esplanade, we were fcuking crazie. nyaha. jamjam was so emotional. awwwww. hehe. and &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;kambing&lt;/span&gt; bought &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;caching&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;jamjam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;andersons' cookies&lt;/span&gt;! hehe. never buy for me! so bad sia kambing. hur hur. but &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;caching&lt;/span&gt; shared wit me. mwah. cayang &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;caching&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha. cookie coooookieeee. hehe. camwhore camwhore. hehe. who else. mua. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to esplande and &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;kuda&lt;/span&gt; (me) bought some chocolate strawberries! weeeeee... &lt;3 color="#ff0000"&gt;kuda loooooveeeee strawberries and chocolates! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate near the sea and &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;jamjam&lt;/span&gt; got so emotional and termenung near the bay. hehe. and camwhore camwhore. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;caching &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;kambing&lt;/span&gt; kept making fun of him. nyahaha. stoopid arse. hehehe. okay. &lt;strong&gt;kuda was bad!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;kuda&lt;/span&gt; took a pic of them making fun of him. hehehee. nyaha. neigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after having loads of blardy craziness. hehe. went off to citylink. hehe. jamjam and caching got training. and off they went. me, kambing and the day's couple went to LJS. weeee.. &lt;3 color="#ff0000"&gt;jamjam and the guy kept gay-ing and me and nina kept lesbian-ing.&lt;/span&gt; hehehe. balas uh. hehehe. yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ard 6.30pm, off from city hall. nina and wan went off. i was goin dobhy ghaut. hehe. goin to little india. wanna eat thosai! yummie. but instead i got lost wen i wanna meet my parents. hehehe. luckily, i found them. nyaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. my day was done. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;ority.&lt;br /&gt;nite.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 weeeeeeee.... mwah mwah. no es amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111540138140154610?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111540138140154610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111540138140154610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111540138140154610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;em&gt;broke &lt;/em&gt;rite now. nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;a dragonflyy necklace. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so pweety! i like!&lt;/span&gt; hehe. one pair of retro earrings. gosh. the rounded ones. one half cut pinkish orangy sweater. one knitted sweater. intending to wear it wit my white top underneath. weeeeeee.. &lt;3 love love`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besties chilled my crib two days ago. i cooked chicken rice and baked a cake for the couple who was celebrating their one-month anniversary. heh.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; sakinah and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;jamal.&lt;/span&gt; :) weeeee.. &lt;3 they loved my cake! hehe. played true or dare. wow. we aint having enuf games lately. heh. hehe. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goin outsie today. comfirmed. heh. will take pics. not to worry ya. heh. :) wit my besties. celebrating the second couple this month. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wan and nina&lt;/span&gt;. weeeeee.. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;how long? 6 months already. heh. so sweet. ority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg now. take care ppl.&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeee... &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of love.&lt;br /&gt;huda. `*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111534687172308921?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111534687172308921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111534687172308921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111534687172308921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111534687172308921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/05/missing-in-action-nah.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111500505290424017</id><published>2005-05-02T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T11:37:32.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hoping to recover.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days been kinda a lesson for me. really. and real truly. thanx to the people who made me sit down and reflect myself. and also to do some soul-searching. yah. been so feeling bad these days. &lt;em&gt;im sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y'day was such a busy day. went for my couzzy's b'dae party and kenduri at my grandma's place. the one beside my mom. went to my couzzy's place at ard 11.30am, did her hair and make-up. cutie as usual. not my &lt;em&gt;lush-for-a-day&lt;/em&gt;. but her face is already naturally cute! heh. accompanied her to her b'day place. i ate first before anyone else. heh. ard 2pm. rushed back to my grandma's place. thanx to my uncle. heh. &lt;em&gt;free ride.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. helped out there. they were cooking in a last minute &lt;em&gt;foundation&lt;/em&gt;. helped them. heh. hanged out wit my two couzzies; nordiyana and syarif. okay. my sis couzzy was kinda feeling down over her turnover in NUS. she wanna do arts there, however, she didnt get the letter for scholarship. now, she will probably join NIE and move on wit her teaching in secondary school. like father, like daughter. syarif's in SP. heh. he dont even noe wat course he's taking. hehe. as for me, alah, u guys noe. either persuing arts or engineering. hehe. &lt;em&gt;stoopid huda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the kenduri, straight home and change. yeah. fetched by my uncle. and went off to the party. it was raining. but that didnt fade away the party. heh. prezzy for my couz? heh. a converse sling bag. grey bag wit pink sling and converse logo at the bottom. i guess she really love it. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now, still tired. very tired. heh. eventhough well-rest y'day. ouh well. i guess it'll take me few days off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i always in no mood to post this few days? heh. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;ouh ya, bought a pair of butterfly earrings. weeeee.. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh ya. a note to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mirhan&lt;/span&gt;. heh.&lt;br /&gt;u better take care of aneez i tell you. stop fooling ard and make her ur only maiden in life. shock i write abt this rite? heh. nvm, its a reminder. heh. i tell you already rite. u can go for a romantic setting and ask her straight. or if u're unromantic type, even walking beside the longkang also can ask. hehe. nvm aneez, if u're reading this, i'll make sure he'll do the sweettt move. hehe. okay okay. i'll stop. heh. lovebirds. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toodles. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111500505290424017?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111500505290424017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111500505290424017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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waktu itu,&lt;br /&gt;aku masih dahagakan sesuatu darimu&lt;br /&gt;Sekilat cinta aku,&lt;br /&gt;engkau masih menidakkan perasaan rindumu&lt;br /&gt;Jikalau pelangi enggan bermain,&lt;br /&gt;mewarnanya&lt;br /&gt;Jikalau mentari enggan berkongsi,&lt;br /&gt;berbahangnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru lah aku mengaku,&lt;br /&gt;cinta kita telah musnah&lt;br /&gt;Baru lah aku mengaku,&lt;br /&gt;cinta kita kekal badar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditelan kerakusan,&lt;br /&gt;kenyataan kehidupan&lt;br /&gt;Dipukul kegagahan kepahitannya harapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engkau lah lambang cinta karam tragika&lt;br /&gt;Aku lah dibatera&lt;br /&gt;Cinta Tragika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru lah aku mengaku,&lt;br /&gt;cinta kita telah musnah&lt;br /&gt;Baru lah aku mengaku,&lt;br /&gt;cinta kita kekal badar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seteguh lagu merdu&lt;br /&gt;aku masih menanti&lt;br /&gt;kenangan yang baru&lt;br /&gt;Sekilat cinta aku,&lt;br /&gt;engkau masih menidakkan&lt;br /&gt;perasaan rindumu&lt;br /&gt;Jikalau pelangi enggan bermain,&lt;br /&gt;mewarnanya&lt;br /&gt;Jikalau mentari enggan berkongsi,&lt;br /&gt;berbahangnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru lah aku mengaku,&lt;br /&gt;cinta kita telah musnah&lt;br /&gt;Baru lah aku mengaku,&lt;br /&gt;Cinta kita kekal badar&lt;br /&gt;Ditelan kerakusan,&lt;br /&gt;kenyataan kehidupan&lt;br /&gt;Dipukul kegagahan&lt;br /&gt;kepahitannya harapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engkau lah lambing cinta&lt;br /&gt;karam tragika&lt;br /&gt;Aku lah dibatera&lt;br /&gt;Cinta Tragika&lt;br /&gt;Baru lah aku mengaku,&lt;br /&gt;cinta kita telah musnah&lt;br /&gt;Baru lah aku mengaku,&lt;br /&gt;cinta kita kekal badar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111477108606079507?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8928538.post-111456657707417656</id><published>2005-04-27T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T13:26:52.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*winks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. donno wats wrong wit me today. but im kinda feeling very light and things seem to get into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;click click.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gfs are coming over mua's crib. hehe. yeay! grrly girls. ouh well, the other 3 male besties can meet next time. haha. dont noe uh, probably they're coming over or smting. hey nizam, u arse, im not a &lt;em&gt;gaga-papan freakazoid&lt;/em&gt; okay! and dont msg me crazy crazy all the time. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;sakinah, im gonna kick ur &lt;em&gt;arse&lt;/em&gt; when u arrive sia. u noe wat u've done. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;huda sad, huda sad, boohoo boohoo&lt;/em&gt;. ahahahaks. crazy huda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta cut dwn the number of msg-es and outgoing calls. my real mummie dearest will confirm -nyak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linda liao is so gorgeous. now watching her in mtv hitlist. my gosh. she's so cute. and she curled her hair! its been long i craved for curly hair. urgh! probably buying the loreal hot curls. and use sakinah's curler to curl the lower half of my hair. due to my hair short. heh. i wanna see how i'll look. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im still wondering why i woke up so early today. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;8.30am. hehe. *winks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. gotta go. &lt;strong&gt;grrlfriends coming later&lt;/strong&gt;. need to do some chores.&lt;br /&gt;later &lt;em&gt;stalkers&lt;/em&gt;. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111444076446538067</id><published>2005-04-25T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T22:52:44.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hong kong, china blues.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. kinda weird for a title. i know. but. gotta face it uh. mummie dearest just broke the news. she's goin hong kong and china in may. &lt;em&gt;i was like -wat?-&lt;/em&gt;shitznit. its not like she's goin to penang like she used to. she's been outstation to &lt;strong&gt;hong kong and china!&lt;/strong&gt; im so &lt;em&gt;fcuking&lt;/em&gt; pissed. for wat sia like this. might as well ask her to stop working sia. &lt;em&gt;shit uh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant do anything sia. shit uh. i noe maybe to other ppl, its like a whole celebration. but. haix. i kinda feeling so uncomfortable abt this trip. ya. i gotta stop her. but. its her job. im &lt;em&gt;not the boss of her or something&lt;/em&gt;. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shena made a trip to my crib just now. well. nice of her. unlike some ppl who made promises but didnt turn up. okay, one of em called me up. but the other one, urgh! not mad abt wat. but just when u promise someone, fulfill it. if not, how are you gonna get trust by other people? happened once. &lt;em&gt;twice for now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so pissed sia today. wahlan. its like an &lt;em&gt;odour of stoopidity&lt;/em&gt; just dwells over me. why am i getting so pissed easily these days? its not fair sia. but, i'll always remember &lt;strong&gt;"everything happens for a reason."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee. ahahahaks. okay.&lt;br /&gt;kinda cute when my grrls just came up to me and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"huda, why ur voice like that? u okay or not? why? its so unlikely of u being so quiet in our grp. wat happened?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're trying to say i bring alot of noise in the grp uh. ahahaks. i noe. until one of my grrls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"kau eh, suke uat org happy. diri kau sendiri kau tk ingat. kau suke dera diri kau sendiri. kau tk happy, kitorg try make kau happy, tapi kau slalu tknk blang. ape seh huda. kite kawan since when sia. da lamer. kau mcm gini. kadang2 aku kesian seh tengok kau. anak sorg, hati kau tk tenteram, kau slalu fikirkan org lain. ape yg kau nak slalu kau lengahkan. always make ppl's choices first. huda, sometimes its better to think abt urself. think k."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made me cry. &lt;strong&gt;alot. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaks. ouh well. they just care. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you, grrls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hehe. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. that let my heart flowing slowly. heh. i love all the ppl who care abt me. &lt;strong&gt;thanks to all my dear-ries.&lt;/strong&gt; hehe. u made me cry! uh! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. mummie is goin next month. kinda &lt;strong&gt;hard to let her go. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i guess i'll be goin then. having slight fever for now. watched the video during the &lt;em&gt;bbq at sembawang&lt;/em&gt;. ahahaks. &lt;strong&gt;the one yan recorded&lt;/strong&gt;. so funny. me and nina laughed to god noes how just now. so, those ppl who came to the bbq, and wanna watch it, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;come my crib uh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hehe. well, thot of bringing the whole grp chillin' my crib soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority. goin. heh. later &lt;em&gt;stalkers&lt;/em&gt;. ahahaks.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111444076446538067?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111444076446538067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111444076446538067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111444076446538067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111444076446538067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/04/hong-kong-china-blues.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111427378044288448</id><published>2005-04-24T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T00:35:46.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lost or happiness?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 106px" height="185" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/film.jpg" width="605" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;happiness just surrounds.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/lost.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lost. help me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lil miss huda. hopelessly needing help. her heart just aint settle. will you be her guideance?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well. &lt;em&gt;lil miss huda&lt;/em&gt;. just cant seems to get it right. today's b'dae celebration was definitely a shocker to my beloved daddy. he nvr thought that such surprises will occur to him at the age of 44. he's happy. &lt;strong&gt;i love him. muah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well. &lt;em&gt;i became lil miss piggy.&lt;/em&gt; ate and ate. nyaha. nice foodstuff spreads throughout my dining table. the one outside. its like a whole of 6pax ppl, squashing into mee hoon and chicken curry. heh. &lt;em&gt;wat the hell im saying&lt;/em&gt;. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;em&gt;craving&lt;/em&gt; for the skirt i saw last night. i need it! thought abt it 4 almost 27hours. i need it. like badly? probably grabbing nina along wit me to far east tmr. i dont care. dont dont care. heh. &lt;em&gt;huda's getting crappy.&lt;/em&gt; heh. well, gotta spend alot. buying new skirt. new top. and the estimated total im wasting is $78? yeah. ard there. urgh. gonna be broke again. &lt;em&gt;shitznit&lt;/em&gt;. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once in awhile, pampering myself. tis month, pampered myself twice. heh. the earrings i bought. 3 different pairs and shapes. costed me $9.80. just 3 pairs of earrings. considered to ppl out there kinda cheap uh. to me, expensive. heh. bought my long sleeve baby blue blouse wit the top. $25. wasted. shitznit. ouh well. saw this new necklace. heh. urgh! stop huda. &lt;em&gt;lil miss huda just love to&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;waste her money uh? im not. i only spend wat i have. earn myself uh. heh.&lt;/em&gt; gonna let my mum hold on to my cashy card. cannot live like this lifestyle. urgh. whenever i talk abt this, &lt;em&gt;im gonna be guilty. urgh. dont talk abt it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they said its an online diary. hehe. i just felt so bad. heh. ouh yeah, read at cleo magazine i guess. &lt;strong&gt;98% of guys date girls wit spectacles.&lt;/strong&gt; nyaha. and &lt;strong&gt;92% of&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;guys date girls wit frickles.&lt;/strong&gt; heh. kinda like awwwww. hehe. and i like this one. &lt;strong&gt;78% of guys date girls wearing braces.&lt;/strong&gt; that one is nice. u noe why? i envy girls wearing braces. i like. totally. they look kinda cute. i wish i can wear one. maybe. in year 2007. maybe. looks cute sia. heh. hey, not a lesbian okay, just kinda look nice. to me. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority. wanna shut dwn this comp b4 it shuts itself. later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;toodles. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111410255464896118</id><published>2005-04-22T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T00:55:54.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shitty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arse. i feel so shitty. totally. cried for no reason. cried cried. urgh. if u're thinking abt &lt;em&gt;periods&lt;/em&gt;, well, nah. i was so feeling guilty. &lt;strong&gt;total guilt&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, i feel as if im being &lt;strong&gt;played a fool on&lt;/strong&gt;. and that's for sure. i was totally feeling &lt;strong&gt;$%^$&amp;%$*(^$; &lt;/strong&gt; although i dont noe wat that word make up as. shit shit. urgh. &lt;em&gt;can i slap ur face? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe. huda's having mood distruption. tt's very rare. &lt;em&gt;mofo mofo mofo&lt;/em&gt;. urgh! stop it huda. stop! &lt;em&gt;mofo mofo mofo&lt;/em&gt;. STOP! (well, if u guys wanna noe wat it means, no need to noe. its a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bad &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;word. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched american idol's anwar robinsons being out of the competition, i was like, fcuk! &lt;em&gt;wat the hell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shitznit. my grrls were terribly shock over my speech and long declaration of total sadness and confusion i have lately. and im still feeling fcuk up. shitznit. &lt;em&gt;urgh! urgh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a hug. mummie sadrina. come come. hehe. aww. where is she? shena, sakinah. come come. hug me hug me. &lt;em&gt;wat the hell is f***ing wrong with me?!&lt;/em&gt; shitznit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if this entry kinda make some of u readers out there feel disturb. i just cant do anything. its how i feel. but dont worry, this is not huda. hahaha. the real huda is not like this. very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RARE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hehe. gimme time to shut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sorry for the explicit words. &lt;strong&gt;didnt mean it yea&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111410255464896118?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111410255464896118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111410255464896118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111410255464896118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111410255464896118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/04/shitty.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111406052503975691</id><published>2005-04-21T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T13:48:20.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where are you, &lt;em&gt;dearest kitty&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. loads of unexpected problems came by just - &lt;em&gt;one night&lt;/em&gt;. and the person im worried of just dont wanna go home. &lt;strong&gt;where are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sakinah&lt;/strong&gt;, i hope i did try my best to settle the problem for you. and i want you to be happy. i noe, ur problems relating to family just pissed you and falls you down the stairs. and your broke down y'day &lt;strong&gt;scares me to death&lt;/strong&gt;. you noe tt? if u really care for me as a friend, please, be urself and dont think tings which are just totally nonsensical. you're my best friend, and i will be there for you in every event. happiness, sadness, piss-ness. haha. just remember im just few blocks away from you. &lt;strong&gt;i love you, besty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shena&lt;/strong&gt;, i noe. you need to speak up for urself. u kept quiet and ur beau thinks you're a unforceful. makes him think he can take advantage of you. please sayang. you're my another best friend. and watever you do, i will be the first to noe and you just cant hide things from me.&lt;strong&gt; please uphold your rights&lt;/strong&gt;. you have 'em. but you dont use it on him. please heed my advice. you wont listen to me. just remember im hoping for the best from you. &lt;strong&gt;i love you, besty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nizam&lt;/strong&gt;, its okay. probably ur parents were just mad. &lt;strong&gt;dont be mad yeah&lt;/strong&gt;? take care, my dearest brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;m*.&lt;/strong&gt; please go back home. im worried sick. ur parents were just mad, they nagged i noe, but wat u're doin will make the matter worst. ive begged you in my sms-es, to go home. but you just dont want uh. i didnt mean to doze off when i was sms-ing wit you ard 2am.&lt;strong&gt; im so sorry&lt;/strong&gt;. you're not meant to be alone as you said. you can have loads of friends. and im still here. i noe, physically aint. but in ur heart i am. rite? dont you ever think no one cares abt you. i still do. i said to you i will never find the trouble to go to the beach and meet u up. plead you to go home. i can do that. but tel me, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where are you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? i can rush down, get a cab and dash there. but please, dont do anything stoopid. am i too much? as a caring person, i will do that. u made me worried all nite you noe tt? please pick up the phone. &lt;strong&gt;my dearest kitty, please reach me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/uchuk-yanskitten.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you miss your lil kitty, &lt;strong&gt;uchuk&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying my best now. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;toodles. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111406052503975691?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111406052503975691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111406052503975691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111406052503975691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111406052503975691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/04/where-are-you-dearest-kitty-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111389156768920414</id><published>2005-04-19T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T17:00:27.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beach. drama and pleasure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; HEIGHT: 197px" height="302" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01465.jpg" width="379" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shena. &lt;3 smile*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 263px; HEIGHT: 352px" height="421" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01478.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 331px; HEIGHT: 231px" height="344" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01489.jpg" width="381" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beshies. heh. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 339px; HEIGHT: 263px" height="367" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01494.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamal, sakinah and shena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 224px" height="402" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/akhbarandyan.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sillhoutte. akhbar, the helper, the hungry ghost, mirhan. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was raining in the afternoon. and we were drenched. hehe. =X opps. heh. okay. it was full of drama in the afternoon. heh.&lt;br /&gt;at night where the fun time began. heh. we started bbq-ing and ate ate. heh. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mirhan, as usual, ate ate and poor akhbar had to do all the cooking uh and setting up the fire. heh. played true or dare.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;boy, shah, nizam, akhbar, mirhan,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;me and shena.&lt;/span&gt; ahahaakss. er. abt the dares i did. ahahaks. no comment. :) heh.&lt;br /&gt;u guys were so bad! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bad i tell you! heh. urgh! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ard 1 plus, we packed up to go home. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU to all who've helped me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;shah, cleaning up the food, shena, for packing up and boy, akhbar and mirhan for putting down the tent, folded and packed it for me. THANK YOU! muackies. appreciated. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;putting up the pictures real soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda loads to talk abt what really happened. heh. next time maybe? haha. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toodles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111389156768920414?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111389156768920414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111389156768920414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111389156768920414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111389156768920414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/04/beach.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111378811543834377</id><published>2005-04-18T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T09:35:15.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a touch of the beach.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. now wat? its 9am in the morning and im out by 10am. haha. gosh. goin to the beach today for my bbq pit. wee. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y'day, found out abt something and haha. ouh boy. i got into a big mess. and i mean big mess. haha. i really have no comments. and its all sakinah's fault! u idiot. haha. arse. really uh. make me blush out of no where. urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. shena's bringing the noodles, fishballs. im bringing my nasi goreng, sausages and drink. woah. sakinah finally bought out chix. im gonna kick her ass if she doesnt. nyaha. and i hope today's gonna be a nice night out. but, unfortunately, i cant stay overnite. uh uh. sobx. wanna stay! but, gotta listen to mummie dont you tink?&lt;br /&gt;she'll be picking me up ard 1.30am.&lt;br /&gt;she gave me some face there. she dont mind picking me up in the morning. heh. love you mummie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority. im still here. definitely not knowing wat im gonna wear. comfirmation is, handycam is must-must! weee. &lt;3 loads of ppl will be coming i guess. i need my cam! needing it badly. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. yan mati2 wanna change the plan. nyaha. heh.&lt;br /&gt;crazy freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. wanna go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;toodles.&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/8928538-111378811543834377?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111378811543834377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111378811543834377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111378811543834377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111378811543834377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/04/touch-of-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111365046557182517</id><published>2005-04-16T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T19:21:05.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet elegant 44th birthday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey. been long since i blogged. well. heh.&lt;br /&gt;ority. where shall we begin? daddy's b'dae is coming on the 22nd April. and i bought him a sleeky stuff which i hope he'll like. save up. and at last, bought for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 142px; HEIGHT: 134px" height="174" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/daddysfone.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nokia 7260.&lt;br /&gt;ahaks. i noe. kinda backdated to some of you ppl. but i just hope he'll like it uh. heh. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you, daddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos he's so busy, handphone need to be updated too uh. so daddy, i hope u like it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority. went out to town. finding hp models for him. the suitable ones. hehe. im gonna keep it as a surprise cos family is having a surprise party for him next week. he's gonna faint i guess. heh. ouh ya, and he has no clue i bought this nor abt the party. heh. yeay! wonderful surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last few days kinda busy handling stuffs. ouh well. i hope its all settled. im dead tired to entertain all this problems. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well. this monday, we're gonna have bbq. yeah. ard 20+ ppl coming. urgh! sakinah! go and buy the chickens! chicken wings please! heh. marinate it okay! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy is sensing something. cos ive been smiling at my mum since just now. haha. ouh gosh. gonna stop smiling to prevent the breakage of clues. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i'll go now. wanna eat.&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111365046557182517?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111365046557182517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111365046557182517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to all those ppl who just love to criticise me, i appreciate you heart-warming comments that you guys just clicked in my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, huda, thank you for all your modest honesty and hatred sayings which were just too cool to be published off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its up to the people to judge who i am. but as long as i know who i am, the real huda, you guys can talk off bad things abt me. my grrls noe me best, my parents noe me best, my besties noe me best. u guys just barely know me and called me that, well, i guess i just take tt as a compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt to be patient and not care abt what others have to say abt me. as long as im true to myself and the people who are close to me, im content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rather keep shutting up, let u ppl do the talking. one day, u'll get the punishment from, not me. but God himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what goes around, comes around. take note of that.&lt;br /&gt;im nice. and i dont like being vengeful.&lt;br /&gt;its such a kiddy act.&lt;br /&gt;watever happens, learn from it and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like naufal said, let bygones be bygones.&lt;br /&gt;thanx fal. u're the best.&lt;br /&gt;love all my friends who've been there.&lt;br /&gt;but just dont show ur tantrums at them. let them be. i'll be fine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe u guys care abt me, but there are certain parties think im the villain. what can i do? i cant just convince them. its wat they wanna conclude abt me tt matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive passed my words. i just hope for the best. however, u grrls or guy, have been honest to me. and let me learn my mistakes. thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111339595120327390?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111339595120327390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111339595120327390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111339595120327390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111339595120327390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/04/note.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111329484377431769</id><published>2005-04-12T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T16:34:03.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;poison.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;em&gt;addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 378px" height="452" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/addiction.jpg" width="339" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. enuf of this long term headache. i wanna go La Salle SIA. and farra will help me. love you sis. muah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. kinda wack this week. been laughing, smiling, crazy, cries. been bullied by some ppl. who automatically change the word "bitch" in his dictionary wit the meaning, the goody grrls. hahaha. crazy mirhan. bluek. hey, u better write me a testimonial uh! u asked me to write for you, then never return the good deed.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conferencing been fun. hehee. make me crazy. uh-huh. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sakinah been feeling bad abt certain stuffs. i said to her dont feel that way sayang.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. cute uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss all my besties! hehe. ouh ya. an incident happened. somebody grabbed my hand and asked me to noe them. wtf. a guy suddenly grabbed my hand.&lt;br /&gt;"hi, sini uh. kite kenal2."&lt;br /&gt;i was like..&lt;br /&gt;"sane uh! org da ade matair uh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i was so pissed. told nizam when me and nina met him y'day. he was laughing at us! stoopid. told sakinah, she also laughed at us. told mirhan abt it, he kept laughing. aiyoh! we need a shoulder to cry on! hehe --*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;toxic guys. ewww. like so similar to those who mat-mat malaysia. eeewwww.&lt;br /&gt;sorry. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so pissed wit MOE. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;ority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna go and get ready. wanna go ang mo kio. buying some suppliments and off to orchard. maybe goin to eat and i need to do some undies' shopping. hahaha. kidding --* hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toodles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111329484377431769?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111329484377431769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111329484377431769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/hate.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive said it.&lt;br /&gt;pls, i dont want any nonsensical tag by anyone. i had enough. when i said nicely, and u just dont wanna accept it, it YOUR problem.&lt;br /&gt;as for me, ive done my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;toodles--*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111321196797563543?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111321196797563543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111321196797563543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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called me stuff, its okay. well ppl, its just a misunderstanding happened recently. yup. sorry, deary. hope you're okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a &lt;em&gt;urgh! fight&lt;/em&gt; wit my former just now. im &lt;strong&gt;pissed pissed pissed&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 5am in the morn and im still up. shitznit. one person in particular at this hour is at east coast. worst. hehee. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you guys realised, i changed my layout. to tell u the truth, im not satisfied. honestly. gonna change the whole layout again. urgh! why tings turned out so bad today! hmm. i can send MMS now. hahaha. my gosh, its like woah; so backdated. haha. my phone is only 7mths-old. and i only realised its features every month. hahaha. shitznit. &lt;strong&gt;*heard daddy wanna buy me a new phone*&lt;/strong&gt; eeiikkss. hehehe. S.E. the one which can play mp3 wit. hey! i havent heard of it. uh huh. that was wat he said. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink im off now. need to get my nap first. hehe. wanna help my mum later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;toodles. --*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111308335604367158?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111308335604367158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111308335604367158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111308335604367158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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secondary to a mere schooless freak rite now. nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 196px; HEIGHT: 154px" height="171" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/hudahuda.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh. i do remember. taken after my trimming and salon &lt;em&gt;ouh-style&lt;/em&gt; the day before.  went to seng kang. probably bored wit yishun. haha. in the bus of 965. the remembrance of the guy behind me. wtf. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not updating like i used to. kinda busy wit life probably. haha. tis month's planner is so ouh full. i bet ya. my board is stuck wit full of notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shena and the rest wanna plan a bbq before all of us strike into diff schools. i was like okay, sure. only the date made us hold on. why?&lt;br /&gt;some of them wanna do it on 22-25 apr. but i cant. my dad's birthday falls on the 22nd. and they say maybe 15 apr? i can held it tt day. yup.&lt;br /&gt;if mummie's goin hong kong on the 23rd, i probably will held the bbq on 23rd then. well. still under discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're goin to invite our friends. different day, different ppl. haha. cos some might be busy, will have an altenative days to come. since we'll be awake 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y'day met my pri sch friend, tried to sell me tis japan bed tingy, at a cost of 3k. i was like -wat?!- hello, im only 17! wtf? and her colleague asked me how much i have in my bank? hello, its my personal matter ya! and wtf selling 3k mattress to a mere jobless freak like me?! hahaha. anyways, i said i'll consider abt it. they took ard 1 hr to convince me. and my hp was always vibrating. msg-es came in, ard 6 to 7 msg-es. how can i read it in front of them rite? rude aint it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i finally hooked off, i was like, &lt;em&gt;thank god&lt;/em&gt;. they said they gonna keep in contact wit me, im gonna let my mum ans their calls. hahaha. or a guy ans their call. divert uh. hahaha. i understand they wanna sell someting, and they fact one of them was my close friend. but, please, tis is not the way to sell tings to ppl. even indulge into their personal stuffs. lucky for me, they didnt ask for my acc no. im gonna kick their ass if they do. hahaha. nah. im not brave enuf. if my dad was ard tt time, woah, &lt;em&gt;dead meat.&lt;/em&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and someting funny happened tis morning ard 1am. i was conferencing wit my friends when suddenly i need to go to the toilet. my mum opened the room door and i dashed in straight into the toilet. neither tt i realised my mum and dad actually got up from their bed and went into my room. so after i went out of the toilet, still tinking my parents were sleeping, i locked the door knob b4 i closed the door from outside. i usually do tt. when i realised, eh, my parents are in my room. &lt;strong&gt;so does tt mean i just locked my parents out of their room?&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha. i did! hahahaha. i was like shitznits! hahahaha. laughing all the way and my parents began to find the keys to all rooms. hahahaha. panicked! hahaha. lucky there's they key to the door, if not, im gonna end up sleeping in the living room alone. hahaha. still laughing whenever i thought abt it. the expressions given by my parents were so funny. hilarious. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conferencing was fun. crazy. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go to shena's crib today. cancelled the plan cos her younger sis didnt go to sch. yup. and she felt rather noisy. so changed the plan to tmr. or maybe heading tampines or wat tmr. after friday prayers. yeap. we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority. im off. goin out wit mummie. 5plus uh. gotta get ready uh.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111286418443120971?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8928538.post-111261979129651657</id><published>2005-04-04T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T21:03:11.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;wedding planner`*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dearest nisah and abdullah,&lt;/span&gt; thanx for ur concern and care. love you guys! gimme a hug! *huggies!* hehe. i was just feeling dwn over my single life im facing thru. tt's all. hehe. just missing &lt;em&gt;*him*&lt;/em&gt;. love you guys and thanx for the advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i begin to appreciate all these ppl ard me who gave their care and concern. thanx u guys! i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority. wedding. yup. my auntie was wed today. nikah le. hehe. at ROMM. yup! hehe. they were like the funny couple. lets just post some pics for ur viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 233px; HEIGHT: 179px" height="236" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01213.jpg" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dowry. cheque? hehe. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 249px; HEIGHT: 192px" height="241" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01225.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tradition. sireh dara. one for the guy's side, one for the grrl's side.&lt;br /&gt;these tings to show that a grrl, married to a guy. still freshies. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; HEIGHT: 181px" height="173" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01230.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! vainity comes anywhere! hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 234px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="223" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01238.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummie n me. bringing all these to ROMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; HEIGHT: 185px" height="207" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01249.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressed up before the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 245px; HEIGHT: 180px" height="169" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01284.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family and the couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 245px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="208" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01290.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the newlywed. my new uncle! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. the rest of the pics will be upload soon. so check out on the left soon ya! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority. im feeling kinda okay now. hehee. :) crazy rather. hahaha. okie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hoping to see you guys ive missed. toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111261979129651657?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111261979129651657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111261979129651657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111261979129651657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111261979129651657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/04/wedding-planner-nyaha.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111245813254864428</id><published>2005-04-03T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T00:08:52.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i donno why. i really dont. why am i feeling so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shitznit. i feel like goin counselling. i feel so left out. so alone. so damn. who's goin to be here and support me? i need a hug. i really do need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i donno how to tell my best friends abt how i feel. from grrls to guys. wat am i suppose to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat the hell is wrong wit me?&lt;br /&gt;feel like crying, however. i just cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so trap. i just need one decent and nice person to just listen to all craps im saying. wats wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant tell how i feel myself. how are there goin to ppl to help me?&lt;br /&gt;am i missing my bf?&lt;br /&gt;am i missing myself?&lt;br /&gt;do i need to do some soul searching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i call u up and say, can u bring me to east coast tonite?&lt;br /&gt;my gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f***!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressed up freak.&lt;br /&gt;shitznits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111245813254864428?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111245813254864428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111245813254864428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111245813254864428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111245813254864428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/04/why-i-donno-why.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111241686490784968</id><published>2005-04-02T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T12:52:54.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my busy days. complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority. seems to be busy attending to certain scenarios that actually happened these few days.&lt;br /&gt;im kinda feeling okay now.&lt;br /&gt;using the spare time to do some meaningful work such as cleaning my room,&lt;br /&gt;thot abt my secondary school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yikes. i noe.&lt;br /&gt;well. my days of cleaning were fun actually. heehe. i discovered alot of unknown tings sitting inside those piles of accessories for so long.&lt;br /&gt;some were gifts.&lt;br /&gt;daggling ears. diamond rings. soo kee diamond ring. ear studs. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i might be able to get all "huh" to all those stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;which i actually forgot abt.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; HEIGHT: 138px" height="162" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01148.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee.. ears accessories. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 197px; HEIGHT: 121px" height="139" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01149.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diamonds are girl's best friend. i totally agree. hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 202px; HEIGHT: 141px" height="166" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01150.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beads. beads. love love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after settling em in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 135px" height="124" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01151.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;box 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; HEIGHT: 139px" height="128" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01152.jpg" width="189" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;box 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 201px; HEIGHT: 136px" height="149" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01153.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrls' favourite tings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 197px; HEIGHT: 146px" height="153" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01155.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bags. mags. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority. busy doin those tings made me realised this one ting i found in my treasure box. okay, not to hallucinate anione but the mag and bag layout, actually its a box under the fabric. see see. yup. tt's my treasure box. completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my secrets are all there. from my first ex to the last, my good old days. my pics, beshy friends pics. gifts from my ex-s and stuffs are all in there! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;even my friends didnt realise it was there. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee. secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found my album. photo album.&lt;br /&gt;in which i display my past friends and school peeps.&lt;br /&gt;how i look like last time.&lt;br /&gt;my class photo.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets gif u guys a peek ya? hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 142px" height="164" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01157.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 4 class pic. yikes! hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;i look funnie! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 209px; HEIGHT: 147px" height="157" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01159.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 209px; HEIGHT: 154px" height="180" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01160.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 174px" height="233" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01162.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari raya*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the school where teachers actually named us;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"the most fashion freak and materialistic school"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. why? cos. everyone wants to be in the limelight in school.&lt;br /&gt;where ppl will go "eh, nice shoes sia!" "eh, nice bag sia!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much? wat its cost.&lt;br /&gt;well, some of em reached $500 - 800 b4. and yikes! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nike hi-cut, nike dunks were so famous tt time. yup. different colours. and watsoever. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but usually, if someone wears tis nike watsoever, or adidas climacool or wat. hahaha. other ppl wont buy the same. nor wear the same in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are couples wearing the same shoes, same bags. same specs. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my days in education. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 189px; HEIGHT: 336px" height="359" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/schoolpeeps.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. my dirty nike dunk. in addition to my DC and adidas shoes. hahahaha. am i under materialistic too? hehehee. u tink? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i no longer buy shoes and bags. so i guess im done wit tt bad habit. yup. and i look kinda bad tt time. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrls, grps. miss you. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love em to bits!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;toodles* see you soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111241686490784968?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111241686490784968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111241686490784968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111241686490784968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111241686490784968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-busy-days.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111200959552997020</id><published>2005-03-28T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T19:42:18.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;movie`* screams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 265px; HEIGHT: 217px" height="260" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/13.jpg" width="362" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me. in a horror movie line.&lt;br /&gt;ouh my gawd.&lt;br /&gt;no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. how was it?&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt tt scary to admit.&lt;br /&gt;but the suspenses are really good.&lt;br /&gt;like this grrl was staring at the upcoming guy ghost.&lt;br /&gt;when suddenly a grrl ghost's face flashed out in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;wit dripping saliva and continuous glare towards this human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shitznit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit,&lt;br /&gt;i did scream my lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the only one&lt;/span&gt; in the grp of 5,&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;continuously screaming at 2 ppl at one time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;sorry sakinah.&lt;br /&gt;sorry shah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sat on my left.&lt;br /&gt;she sat on my right.&lt;br /&gt;and when suspenses came by;&lt;br /&gt;wat else.&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;heheheee.&lt;br /&gt;at one point i pulled sakinah's hand.&lt;br /&gt;getting down into my seat.&lt;br /&gt;shah was looking&lt;br /&gt;and laughed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stoopid ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting arrangement was like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;screen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the back seat. way back. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nizam, shah, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me, sakinah, shena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;the three bold names.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;at one time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shena - covering her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;sakinah - covering her ears.&lt;br /&gt;me - covering my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wat do u get?&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;em&gt;idiotic three monkeys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. kinda nice uh.&lt;br /&gt;took pics.&lt;br /&gt;and yup.&lt;br /&gt;kinda okay.&lt;br /&gt;will load the pics soon.&lt;br /&gt;cos my handycam just lost its life.&lt;br /&gt;recharge it for a few hrs.&lt;br /&gt;publish tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummie is in her flight now.&lt;br /&gt;missing her already.&lt;br /&gt;now i gotta do loads of chores.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;being a grrl is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wat's there to complaint.&lt;br /&gt;we're goin to be housewives in the future too.&lt;br /&gt;i was trained and so kinda get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huge drama happened tis afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;ouh well.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta leave it as &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;confidential.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a love triangle.&lt;br /&gt;weeee..&lt;br /&gt;and arguements were taking place.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt cut out to argue and fite.&lt;br /&gt;i just walked off.&lt;br /&gt;left the three ppl behind.&lt;br /&gt;so me, shena and sakinah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the grrl, A, is really getting into my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;if she's settling probs wit shena n sakinah&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;but!&lt;br /&gt;i'll shutz.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;i dont wan to waste my blardy breath on her.&lt;br /&gt;and when she really plays wit my nerves,&lt;br /&gt;she's gonna see the angry huda soon.&lt;br /&gt;woah. &lt;em&gt;tt's rare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;for now, just chill.&lt;br /&gt;kinda lazy to get involved wit these tings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;i do recommend the movie.&lt;br /&gt;to me,&lt;br /&gt;its nice uh.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;if u guys bought the vcd or dvd for the movie,&lt;br /&gt;tell me.&lt;br /&gt;then we can watch it together in my crib.&lt;br /&gt;so u'll noe how &lt;em&gt;loud&lt;/em&gt; i can be.&lt;br /&gt;hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;gonna take a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;love love`*&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/8928538-111200959552997020?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111200959552997020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111200959552997020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111200959552997020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111200959552997020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/03/movie-screams.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111197570260034945</id><published>2005-03-28T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T10:10:50.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the desire. the touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; HEIGHT: 191px" height="192" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/11.jpg" width="288" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was i tinking?&lt;br /&gt;yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;today, mummie's goin Penang.&lt;br /&gt;werk werk.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;sobx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority.&lt;br /&gt;goin out later.&lt;br /&gt;catching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;The Eye 10.&lt;br /&gt;at GV Yishun.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. kinda wack.&lt;br /&gt;but its okay.&lt;br /&gt;hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing my grrls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; HEIGHT: 169px" height="203" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01037.jpg" width="372" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and shena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/sakinah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sakinah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love love`* huggies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeay! goin out together today.&lt;br /&gt;i bet its gonna be a huge blast!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh! its 10am.&lt;br /&gt;gonna wake up shena.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;she has trouble waking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh &lt;em&gt;*yawns*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*to tt someone*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you! funnie uh disturbing me.&lt;br /&gt;it was totally unfair!&lt;br /&gt;sobx.&lt;br /&gt;tk keciankan ke?&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;awak baik kan?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ouh yeah. to ur friend. &lt;em&gt;*waves*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and watch ur mouth uh.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*furious*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*banging my head to the wall*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bluek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority.&lt;br /&gt;gtg.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;love love`*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111197570260034945?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111197570260034945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111197570260034945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111197570260034945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111197570260034945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/03/desire.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111189821296670476</id><published>2005-03-27T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T13:21:56.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grr. grr. `*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody called me a &lt;strong&gt;sarcastic bastard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a &lt;strong&gt;sore loser.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmph!&lt;br /&gt;and that person is ard here somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;when u read tis,&lt;br /&gt;get the heat tt im &lt;em&gt;merajuk-ing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"abg naik basikal balik ye abg? jage2, nanti ade org tumpang. hehehe. brake da tk leh pakai. hahahaha. jgn tayar pulak yg pancit ye abg?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get tt! hrmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;totally freshed up tis morning. yeap.&lt;br /&gt;tired tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummie's out buying crabs for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;nizam just called.&lt;br /&gt;ask me whether today im goin out or not.&lt;br /&gt;well. sorry zam.&lt;br /&gt;goin out wit my folks uh.&lt;br /&gt;i noe. its abt nisa tingy.&lt;br /&gt;not you nisah! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anisah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;so so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss shena.&lt;br /&gt;and sakinah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 260px; HEIGHT: 194px" height="255" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01037.jpg" width="399" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and shena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/sakinah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sakinah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arent we lovely?&lt;br /&gt;the both of them. yup.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;love our memories during secondary 1 - 4.&lt;br /&gt;love you grrls to bits of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;being there when i need a shoulder to cry on,&lt;br /&gt;partied on grrls in my house.&lt;br /&gt;studied during o's and cried even we cant get it right.&lt;br /&gt;its so memorable.&lt;br /&gt;thank you grrls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 198px; HEIGHT: 272px" height="427" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/hudaday.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets click it grrls. hehe. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they planned to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;some scary ones.&lt;br /&gt;i love!&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cos i can screams my lungs out wit that&lt;br /&gt;ouh-so scary movie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually just to release my stress wit life.&lt;br /&gt;yeap.&lt;br /&gt;hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other time.&lt;br /&gt;when the whole bunch came into my hse.&lt;br /&gt;and watched &lt;strong&gt;shutter&lt;/strong&gt; together.&lt;br /&gt;we, &lt;em&gt;especially me,&lt;/em&gt; were screaming like one hell of a fire alarm.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and the part where i actually covered my face wit my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;those ppl kept pulling it for me to see.&lt;br /&gt;and tickled my waist.&lt;br /&gt;aint funny okay!&lt;br /&gt;u guys were laughing at me uh!&lt;br /&gt;heheheee.&lt;br /&gt;i noe i was giving &lt;em&gt;stoopid expressions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, at least some of u ppl say i looked cute when im in that situation.&lt;br /&gt;okay! i'll accept that as a compliment. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt; here.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh ya.&lt;br /&gt;visited my grandma's hse y'day.&lt;br /&gt;the one beside my mummie.&lt;br /&gt;my grandpa's cousin came over from solo, indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;get this. i have cousins and even have nieces and nephews. [far ones]&lt;br /&gt;in indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;nearest is batam.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;link link.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority. im goin.&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;`*love love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111189821296670476?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111189821296670476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111189821296670476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111189821296670476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111189821296670476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/03/grr.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111182484913291677</id><published>2005-03-26T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T16:14:09.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeap yeap.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hehe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority ority.&lt;br /&gt;ive enough of bein made a fool of.&lt;br /&gt;rite.&lt;br /&gt;bein bullied. &lt;em&gt;bullied.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;these ppl are under my list!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shah.&lt;br /&gt;*jamal.&lt;br /&gt;*nizam.&lt;br /&gt;*yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`*actually yan doesnt have aniting to do wit this but, nvm, join in ya? heheheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stoopid ass-es!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just went out wit mummie.&lt;br /&gt;went to civic centre.&lt;br /&gt;she went to pay her credit card bill.&lt;br /&gt;i went to tom &amp; stefanie.&lt;br /&gt;wandered ard civic centre.&lt;br /&gt;went to the library.&lt;br /&gt;kinda nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;is that &lt;strong&gt;usual routine of me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;ya!&lt;br /&gt;ority.&lt;br /&gt;went to cwp metro.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to buy my couzzy syikin;&lt;br /&gt;her long-term wanted ting/s.&lt;br /&gt;actually just one.&lt;br /&gt;heheee.&lt;br /&gt;bought her the Adidas' Ladies Sport Spray.&lt;br /&gt;as she's an active netballer.&lt;br /&gt;better buy someting that will hold on sweat and heat.&lt;br /&gt;$7. just to make her happie.&lt;br /&gt;hey. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont have any siblings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pamper her a lil.&lt;br /&gt;heheheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority.&lt;br /&gt;galang gal!&lt;br /&gt;heheheee.&lt;br /&gt;bought myself some..&lt;br /&gt;cotton tissue!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;for my make-up disposable.&lt;br /&gt;need to clean my face after using make-up.&lt;br /&gt;so need to use this cotton to get rid of the oily and stuck make-up.&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im beginning not to use foundation.&lt;br /&gt;to me, it makes my face real dry.&lt;br /&gt;and i have to use some lotion face.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. kinda wack.&lt;br /&gt;and it was an expensive foundation.&lt;br /&gt;loreal someting someting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wasted my money sia&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;shitznits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;grrls, do help me in these make-up system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority.&lt;br /&gt;wanna help mummie.&lt;br /&gt;she's preparing &lt;strong&gt;bubur kacang.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and chocolate fudge cake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeay!&lt;br /&gt;i love baking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toddles.&lt;br /&gt;`*drools off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111182484913291677?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8928538.post-111176085032118660</id><published>2005-03-25T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T22:27:30.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me? where am i? hehe. still here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority. i noe.&lt;br /&gt;yell at me now.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;MIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terrible terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanx to my ultimate fans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who keep supporting my blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. muackies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;read me like a bad habit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orite. orite.&lt;br /&gt;shall we start?&lt;br /&gt;when i get my hands on those stoopid govnment.&lt;br /&gt;stoopid ass.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i had to appeal for my enrollment to poly.&lt;br /&gt;get tis.&lt;br /&gt;due to the enough applicants in one course&lt;br /&gt;over 5 blardy polys.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;those who applied jc-s couldnt make it to jc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and been priorities by polys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat abt us??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shitznits!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burn the whole parliment down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shitso.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiotic stoopid plans.&lt;br /&gt;hrmph!&lt;br /&gt;im not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;there's loads more.&lt;br /&gt;blardy ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shud just fail my o level.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and yeah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont do well at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stoopid!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nauzubillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. totally wacked over tis.&lt;br /&gt;hur hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite.&lt;br /&gt;got to noe mummie's goin penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobx sobx.&lt;br /&gt;darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat else?&lt;br /&gt;ouh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;went out wit baby today.&lt;br /&gt;he just watched me play bowling.&lt;br /&gt;and i noe he was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eyeing &lt;/span&gt;my ass.&lt;br /&gt;hur hur.&lt;br /&gt;heheheee.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you &lt;em&gt;pantat baby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now grooving to.&lt;br /&gt;T.O.K - Galang Gal.&lt;br /&gt;ority.&lt;br /&gt;just the beat!&lt;br /&gt;makes me all &lt;em&gt;shaky.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;rite rite huda.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;reggae. weeee..&lt;br /&gt;(btw ; its not a good song)&lt;br /&gt;so ppl ages 15 and below.&lt;br /&gt;do not listen!&lt;br /&gt;hehehee. explicit lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;in &lt;em&gt;latin style.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;i love him.&lt;br /&gt;truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority.&lt;br /&gt;ate at BK just now.&lt;br /&gt;fed him. hur hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;small yet tall baby.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay sorry pantat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr. ority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;nite nite`*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;love love`*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111176085032118660?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111176085032118660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111176085032118660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stomach-aching kills. &lt;em&gt;shitznit. ass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;kinda pissed with monthly events.&lt;br /&gt;u noe; the grrl must have.&lt;br /&gt;every month visits.&lt;br /&gt;stoopid ass. its such an annoying feeling.&lt;br /&gt;shitznits. hehee.`*&lt;br /&gt;it might get into nerves aite grrls?&lt;br /&gt;u guys will never understand. hehee. uh-huh. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither do i wanna make it stop.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;heheheee. get that?&lt;br /&gt;heheeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. lets talk abt what happened these few days. while i suddenly MIA.&lt;br /&gt;ority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;saturday &lt;/span&gt;: fetched my mummie. reached airport at 11.20am. mummie's flight landed at 11.39a.m. estimated time to reach out to the doors of airport, ard 12.05pm. it was late; eventually. due to the passport sections. the computers were all shuts. what type of airport is that?!! stoopid ass. hahaa. while me and daddy stood outside the transparent glass and laughed to those ppl who bought back boxes of fruits and instant noodles. talking abt typical. hehehe. when my mummie was at sight, both of us wave like one hell of clowns and started doing waves' on to mummie. obviously she was rather embarassed. hahaha. okay. at last, i went to shena's pit. whilst baby went to his provosts' pit. got the hell out of there at 9pm. mummie escorted me home. yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sunday &lt;/span&gt;: a day at auntie's new home. so. noting much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;monday &lt;/span&gt;: having a stoopid stomach ache. hahaha. dont talk abt it ppl. its sucks. help me. stoopid stoopid ache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ority. lovely lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;goin goin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8928538.post-111112023650781174</id><published>2005-03-18T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T15:11:01.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;help! need ur help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;i have like 4 events happening tmr.&lt;br /&gt;pls help me.&lt;br /&gt;solve solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;event 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mummie's coming home at 10am flight.&lt;br /&gt;[not a problem actually.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;event 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;deary's pit at 3pm. his provost's pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;event 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gig for tsunami's victims at YMCA at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like goin. urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;event 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;shena's pit at sembawang park at nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how am i suppose to struggle 4 events at one go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;okay probaby 3 events?&lt;br /&gt;orite orite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink baby wants me to attend his pit.&lt;br /&gt;so is shena.&lt;br /&gt;so is the GIG!&lt;br /&gt;urgh!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;how how?!!&lt;br /&gt;when my parents let me out,&lt;br /&gt;TOO many events happen at one go!&lt;br /&gt;darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;okay how??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tel me aite.&lt;br /&gt;love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you sharil.&lt;br /&gt;thanx for comforting me y'day.&lt;br /&gt;love love.`*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111112023650781174?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111112023650781174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111112023650781174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111112023650781174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111112023650781174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/03/help-need-ur-help.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111094497373676263</id><published>2005-03-16T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T11:51:29.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweet. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. didnt go for today's teaching.&lt;br /&gt;got sick.&lt;br /&gt;now. probably resting.&lt;br /&gt;im totally tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teaching these children&lt;br /&gt;are really a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they're the slow kids.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they need to be guided thru.&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;so, i did taught them maths y'day.&lt;br /&gt;using my fingers cos they cant count on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;patience is the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english. there're certain words&lt;br /&gt;they cant pronounce.&lt;br /&gt;and they need our help.&lt;br /&gt;even the simplest word.&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they do need our attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel good by helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y'day.&lt;br /&gt;after my day at school.&lt;br /&gt;hang ard at np.&lt;br /&gt;as usual.&lt;br /&gt;abt 5 plus.&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;planned to meet deary&lt;br /&gt;at ard 6.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;tell you wat.&lt;br /&gt;he was late!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;been caught up by TP.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;his bike's chain guard.&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;$50 FLEW.&lt;br /&gt;heheheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;went to np.&lt;br /&gt;ate at LJS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the hot and spicy chix.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy.&lt;br /&gt;went to seletar damp.&lt;br /&gt;sat ard there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;talked and hugged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;the wind breeze is just too nice.&lt;br /&gt;even fell aslp in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ard 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;daddy called.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;told him i'll be back ard 9.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;left the place ard 9.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;reached on the dot.&lt;br /&gt;give baby my kiss.&lt;br /&gt;muackies!&lt;br /&gt;and went home.&lt;br /&gt;`*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy was pissed.&lt;br /&gt;cos mummie didnt switch on her hp.&lt;br /&gt;hard to get thru.&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;he got mad.&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;wat did i do?&lt;br /&gt;ate my rice dinner.&lt;br /&gt;washed my face.&lt;br /&gt;and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;nah, chatted wit sayang for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;although he said he will not be calling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tipu penipu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;love love`*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;im off.&lt;br /&gt;probably goin for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shena, good luck for ur interview&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at ite simei today syg!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will get into nursing course.&lt;br /&gt;trust me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;muackies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111094497373676263?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111094497373676263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;love love&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bon voyage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you.&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;br /&gt;sobxy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im sorry abt y'day's evening fiasco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt there to understand you.&lt;br /&gt;you were tired and i dragged you from NS.&lt;br /&gt;to yishun.&lt;br /&gt;from thomson. from PA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sorry sayang.&lt;br /&gt;love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but our kiss and make-up session.&lt;br /&gt;was totally a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;memorable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;you took my hand and rubbed my nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wanting to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;but u couldnt.&lt;br /&gt;you know the &lt;strong&gt;threat&lt;/strong&gt; we gave each other.&lt;br /&gt;was just a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;symbol of our love and care towards each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i noe u will not dare to let me go.&lt;br /&gt;as far as i couldnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugged me and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"lets kiss a make-up k? im so sorry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;me too sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;love love.&lt;br /&gt;hug hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasnt long when my total madness paid a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;smelling ur armpits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;bluek!&lt;br /&gt;and ur NS bag is so cool!&lt;br /&gt;love 'em.&lt;br /&gt;tk pakai kasi i k?&lt;br /&gt;heheheee.&lt;br /&gt;kidding deary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home ard 7.&lt;br /&gt;and daddy went to grandmama's hse.&lt;br /&gt;while me.&lt;br /&gt;trying to control my ultimate tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;guess wat.&lt;br /&gt;i bought my bin.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;primary one students are so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i just ran ard wit them and got myself blardy exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;heeheee.&lt;br /&gt;chicher wat.&lt;br /&gt;heheheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority.&lt;br /&gt;wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111082403682469443?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111082403682469443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111082403682469443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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tmr.&lt;br /&gt;mummie's goin Penang.&lt;br /&gt;sobx.&lt;br /&gt;sobx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but!&lt;br /&gt;hehe. she will buy me goodies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;my goodies my goodies my goodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority.&lt;br /&gt;goin to my couzzy brother's engagement ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;he's getting married in &lt;em&gt;3 yrs time?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. well. dont noe.&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;bought syikin 2 bangles.&lt;br /&gt;wee. donno wats for.&lt;br /&gt;she said its &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fashion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. bought her.&lt;br /&gt;at 77th Street.&lt;br /&gt;4.40 in total.&lt;br /&gt;heheheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority.&lt;br /&gt;need to spend some time doin hw.&lt;br /&gt;for tmr's pri one students.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;bringin' them to botanical garden.&lt;br /&gt;need to do hw as a &lt;em&gt;responsible teacher.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. bluek.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna assists them for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant believe im gonna be their &lt;em&gt;"chicher"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheee.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;funnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;good morning miss huda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;call me kak huda k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest went out.&lt;br /&gt;meeting his fellow comrades.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;kidding sayang.&lt;br /&gt;love love`*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i admit it sayang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i did smell ur armpits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;gosh. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;kidding!&lt;br /&gt;there goes ur &lt;em&gt;crazy buang tebiat baby grrl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. u said tt urself!&lt;br /&gt;heheeheheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;do respect me as ur chicher.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thot of buying M1 prepaid card.&lt;br /&gt;free incoming all day.&lt;br /&gt;if tt's the case.&lt;br /&gt;i might as well buy prepaid dont u tink?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but actually im using tt to activate &lt;em&gt;GPRS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's all.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i wan loads of pics. tt's all.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;crazy grrl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;even my mummie said tt.&lt;br /&gt;haahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority.&lt;br /&gt;my list for today.&lt;br /&gt;`*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;buy dustbin for my room [can u believe tt i dont have a single bin in my rm?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;buy prepaid card. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;buy new perfume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehee. love love`*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovelove`*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111069687150996160?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111069687150996160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111069687150996160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111069687150996160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111069687150996160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/03/sun-day.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111064015172258556</id><published>2005-03-12T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T23:12:06.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love love`* saturday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping wit mummie!&lt;br /&gt;yeay!&lt;br /&gt;well, she's kinda craving for new shirts.&lt;br /&gt;as orchard's OG, Robinsons and Specialists&lt;br /&gt;were having sale.&lt;br /&gt;c'mon. wat else?&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;went out ard 10 in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;mummie woke me up at 8.30am.&lt;br /&gt;hey. i was so dreadful in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;said to mummie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ayg sleep first k?&lt;br /&gt;kite gi ard 10.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummie bought couple of shirts.&lt;br /&gt;and a sandal.&lt;br /&gt;for easy walking and running in Penang later.&lt;br /&gt;while me.&lt;br /&gt;pampered myself;&lt;br /&gt;bought a twin set blouse.&lt;br /&gt;costed me $24.&lt;br /&gt;singlets. hehe. love tt term.&lt;br /&gt;$6. cheapy. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a gift for baby syahril.&lt;br /&gt;yeap. hehee.&lt;br /&gt;ouh ya.&lt;br /&gt;wanna buy a gift for my beau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Adidas' Team Force Cologne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happie baby?&lt;br /&gt;hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will like to say a huge&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU&lt;br /&gt;for all ur comments.&lt;br /&gt;keep on spitting ur comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love love`*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonite.&lt;br /&gt;kinda bored me up.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;grrls and boys aint conferencing.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; kept bugging me wit his msges.&lt;br /&gt;gonna tell baby!&lt;br /&gt;hrmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shah is kinda down.&lt;br /&gt;haix. wat happened boy friend?&lt;br /&gt;if u happened to read tis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;`*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me and the grrls will always be at ur back.&lt;br /&gt;we noe.&lt;br /&gt;she's ur first love and up to 2 years of relationship.&lt;br /&gt;if she chose to do tt,&lt;br /&gt;i hope you will accept it and respect her decision.&lt;br /&gt;you and her broke up abt 4 months now.&lt;br /&gt;and i noe you still care.&lt;br /&gt;but she found her new love.&lt;br /&gt;let her be.&lt;br /&gt;u shud be happie for her.&lt;br /&gt;and we'll pray you'll find a good grrl like her,&lt;br /&gt;soon.&lt;br /&gt;or the future.&lt;br /&gt;remember we do care.&lt;br /&gt;and we dont want you to start doin&lt;br /&gt;nonsensical stuff.&lt;br /&gt;dont get back ur habits of goin clubbing and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;we care. you are like our brother.&lt;br /&gt;yeap. big brother.&lt;br /&gt;we, as ur sisters, still care.&lt;br /&gt;okay? take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;loads of ppl are having loads of problems.&lt;br /&gt;sakinah is picking up stoopid habit.&lt;br /&gt;and i did scold her for that.&lt;br /&gt;and shena. similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont you grrls love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;why are you doing stoopid stuffs?&lt;br /&gt;it shows you grrls dont love me already.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;i noe you're sorry.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope you grrls dont do it again.&lt;br /&gt;if not,&lt;br /&gt;im washing my hands out of you grrls.&lt;br /&gt;and get tt you grrls dont love me.&lt;br /&gt;okay?&lt;br /&gt;again, &lt;em&gt;sisters' hug.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well.&lt;br /&gt;i need to stand up to balance the whole situation.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant take another problem at hand.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you sharil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sleeping wit you was nice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;kidding luh.&lt;br /&gt;hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;im off.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully next week's swimming sessions&lt;br /&gt;will actually happen! hehee.&lt;br /&gt;good nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;`*love love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111064015172258556?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111064015172258556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;cheezy. hairy. helppp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;kinda worried abt my hair.&lt;br /&gt;tel me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how dreadful it is?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or nice it is.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;view it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 164px" height="252" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00545.jpg" width="408" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 217px; HEIGHT: 172px" height="235" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01052.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tel me sayang2 ku smue.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;issit eeww? or.&lt;br /&gt;u look better, huda.&lt;br /&gt;really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;descriptions of the ppl i asked.&lt;br /&gt;okay, kinda thick face there.&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;sharil &lt;/span&gt;: u look nice sayang. really. its neater. you look moreover like a chinese. &lt;em&gt;[huh? haha, aint bragging uh. hehe.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;shena&lt;/span&gt; : i prefer tis hairstyle. yup. tk nmpk mcm lion sgt. &lt;em&gt;[huh? hahahaa. am i a lion?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;sakinah&lt;/span&gt; : pretty la sayang. really! aiyoh. u uh. hehee. look neater. &lt;em&gt;[okay okay]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;shah&lt;/span&gt; : u look like huda cine. hahaha. &lt;em&gt;[stoopid idiot]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;daddy&lt;/span&gt; : u look like misha omar.&lt;em&gt; [hahahaha. khekheke.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;mummy &lt;/span&gt;: its nicer. look at my hair! urs is better. and stop staring at the mirror, the mirror will laugh at you!&lt;em&gt; [hahahaa]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;grandma&lt;/span&gt; : fuh. cucu nenek lawa la. hahaha. &lt;em&gt;[okay. ye nek!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;couzzy sis (syikin)&lt;/span&gt; : kak, why u cut ur hair? u look better b4 tis. &lt;em&gt;[boohoo]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;couzzy sis (kak yana)&lt;/span&gt; : of course nice, i recommended the shop wat. &lt;em&gt;[doike]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;auntie (almost all) : lawa la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;one of my auntie&lt;/span&gt; : O.O stared at me! &lt;em&gt;[wat is tt suppose to mean?!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;the mirror&lt;/span&gt; : probably laughing at my stoopid vainity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i do need ur comments ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tag on!&lt;br /&gt;tel me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;at least my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love ones love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;i can see that my relationship wit my grrls are so much tighter.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;we call each other "sayang", "darling"&lt;br /&gt;weee. tis is wat i call grrlfriends!&lt;br /&gt;ended nite conversation wit love love and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;yeah grrlfriends!&lt;br /&gt;to make things straight,&lt;strong&gt; we're not lesbos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay!&lt;br /&gt;we love each other like sisters!&lt;br /&gt;and i can see we'll move on till we get &lt;strong&gt;married.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummie's goin Penang for 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sobx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;tis coming monday.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;probably asked shena and kinah&lt;br /&gt;for a &lt;em&gt;sleepover.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be so alone.&lt;br /&gt;or goin to granny's hse.&lt;br /&gt;taking care of syahril.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;goin camping wit ikin.&lt;br /&gt;probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;school hols.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most prob!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go &lt;strong&gt;SHOPPING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yeah grrls!&lt;br /&gt;lets go!&lt;br /&gt;okay shah, u wanna follow.&lt;br /&gt;c'mon!&lt;br /&gt;but gonna tell &lt;strong&gt;my hubby&lt;/strong&gt; first.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;cayang hubby. muackies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sharil : i love you! wo ai ni! hehe. missing you to bits.&lt;br /&gt;meet you tis week okay? muackies! hubby baby frog!&lt;br /&gt;love love. gribit gribit. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ority.&lt;br /&gt;monday.&lt;br /&gt;plan. taking the pri one and two&lt;br /&gt;students.&lt;br /&gt;goin botanical garden.&lt;br /&gt;and i get to take care of &lt;strong&gt;5 lil cuties&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;yeay!&lt;br /&gt;the grp will have no teachers.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;strong&gt;one of the teacher!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeay yeay!&lt;br /&gt;hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;apart from kinah and shena.&lt;br /&gt;we love &lt;em&gt;kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;they really lights up life.&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;really such cuties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. off i go.&lt;br /&gt;goin for a meeting abt tis mon - wed's outing.&lt;br /&gt;at 8pm. hmm. weeee.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;love y'all.&lt;br /&gt;dont forget to comment abt my hair!&lt;br /&gt;hehe. muackies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111052351803531642?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111052351803531642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111052351803531642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111052351803531642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111052351803531642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/03/cheezy.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-111034334407292697</id><published>2005-03-09T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T12:43:13.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;adorably.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;okay okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;xishan sec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;adorable adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lil pri 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the kiddy asked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"kak keje sini eh? kak cume jage eh?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;cute siak.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda cool. chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;*.*&lt;br /&gt;loads of historical landmark.&lt;br /&gt;raffles' statue.&lt;br /&gt;chinese temple aged 1000++ years.&lt;br /&gt;wee.&lt;br /&gt;kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, im going outsie.&lt;br /&gt;yeay!&lt;br /&gt;wit sakinah and shena.&lt;br /&gt;hehee. =)&lt;br /&gt;you noe us.&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;our ass just cant stick to one place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheeheheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;im outsie.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111034334407292697?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111034334407292697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111034334407292697' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;monday - freaking hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have ample stuff to talk abt.&lt;br /&gt;even revealing my freaking mad emotion.&lt;br /&gt;rite.&lt;br /&gt;this is total stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;immaturity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shiznit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday.&lt;br /&gt;it was so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;baby and me had a date at east coast.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;cutie cutie.&lt;br /&gt;but didnt manage to stay long.&lt;br /&gt;mama wanna go out wit me.&lt;br /&gt;so, priority.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 229px; HEIGHT: 176px" height="224" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01021.jpg" width="314" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;me and baby frog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;date was short.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;wee.&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;love love.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;check out our date pics;&lt;br /&gt;u noe, the usual page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cam-whoring moments.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;it was suppose to be fun.&lt;br /&gt;at sengkang.&lt;br /&gt;met shena, sakinah and anisah.&lt;br /&gt;ouh well.&lt;br /&gt;nightmare started at compass point.&lt;br /&gt;coincidently met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;shah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ouh well.&lt;br /&gt;he had someting to do wit anisah's life.&lt;br /&gt;but he became one of our grrly friends.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, as a friend, we invited him to join us.&lt;br /&gt;ouh, is tt cruelity towards nisa?&lt;br /&gt;and he was alone.&lt;br /&gt;its better to join a company dont you tink?&lt;br /&gt;and shah was one of anisah's _ _ _;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;playing another relationship&lt;/em&gt; wit&lt;br /&gt;_ _ _ _ _.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shah was totally shattered few days back.&lt;br /&gt;but he got over it.&lt;br /&gt;i just cant stand nisa.&lt;br /&gt;wat is she tinking?&lt;br /&gt;walk out on us,&lt;br /&gt;went to the first floor,&lt;br /&gt;and shouted from there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"from now on, we're no friends"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wat the fcuk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;excuse me,&lt;br /&gt;he's our friend too.&lt;br /&gt;and he and she can be friends too.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;from then,&lt;br /&gt;she called my fone.&lt;br /&gt;and sakinah talked tings out wit her.&lt;br /&gt;she will not listen.&lt;br /&gt;issit our fault?&lt;br /&gt;and yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i havent opened my mouth yet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i will never.&lt;br /&gt;and she had her sister to talk to me?&lt;br /&gt;and spitting craps.&lt;br /&gt;and giving me a hard time nonsensical call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shitznit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and i said to her sister:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why are you getting so mad abt?&lt;br /&gt;have you even thot wat your sis did to make us jumped up to this level?&lt;br /&gt;have you?&lt;br /&gt;wat do you want from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she just silence up and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just want you to stop bothering my sis.&lt;br /&gt;she can live w/o u guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay fine!&lt;br /&gt;ive noting to lose abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;slaps the fone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;blarrdy ass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anisah got into the problem herself,&lt;br /&gt;she should solve it herself.&lt;br /&gt;why dragged ppl in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said to anisah.&lt;br /&gt;this was my saying and it shivers the hell out of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"for now, ive apologised if i did wrong and i rest my case. but now, go and settle you probs wit shena and kinah. cos they are totally hurt of wat you did. not now, just now but for the last 4 years. and now. if you make tings worst, make shena and sakinah complain to me abt you, and if i got to noe tt u drag ppl in, ur sister, ur brother, ur boss or wat so ever; im gonna make your life like hell, infront of the ppl u drag into, im gonna scream out the truth from A-Z. make you cry and really make the ppl ard you noe the truth. since u love to twist and turn stories. you can debate with me; all you want. but at the end of the day, i'll win. trust me. dont you ever test my patience. once i open my mouth, you're dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and she ask me to take care and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;wat ever.&lt;br /&gt;scared huh?&lt;br /&gt;i noe all the stories.&lt;br /&gt;i can humiliate her now if i want to.&lt;br /&gt;but no.&lt;br /&gt;im nice.&lt;br /&gt;let me settle this wit her alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if she or her sis make nonsensical calls.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna call the police.&lt;br /&gt;as &lt;em&gt;harassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure i will.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the bad side of huda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is revealed.&lt;br /&gt;i have patience.&lt;br /&gt;but dont try to test it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though we're having a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;i do took abt 9 pics.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;such a bad sitution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; HEIGHT: 162px" height="224" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC01037.jpg" width="372" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sad face situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the pics.&lt;br /&gt;u noe where.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well.&lt;br /&gt;i tink im off.&lt;br /&gt;doing social work at xishan pri today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-111019644199944000?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/111019644199944000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=111019644199944000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111019644199944000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/111019644199944000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/03/sunday-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110982924340694958</id><published>2005-03-03T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T13:54:03.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weeweet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/lj-icons4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shape of my hart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of me to you, sharil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe. muackies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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 style="font-size:100%;"&gt;these few days been totally wack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;busy wit application to courses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ouh gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hopefully, i get to get in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;met baby y'day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;love love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hehehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 284px; HEIGHT: 210px" height="382" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/memememee.jpg" width="488" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda dark. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 285px; HEIGHT: 208px" height="264" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00943.jpg" width="371" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you so much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huda huda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby frog!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 285px; HEIGHT: 203px" height="264" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00944.jpg" width="369" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seductive uh.&lt;br /&gt;bluek! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im outsie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110982924340694958?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110982924340694958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110982924340694958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110982924340694958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110982924340694958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/03/love-love.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110959912965663441</id><published>2005-02-28T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T23:38:54.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;o level results! sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;not tt nice.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to get into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POLYTECHNIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeheee!&lt;br /&gt;uuwwweee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;there's certain courses for me.&lt;br /&gt;so check out and tell me which is nice k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Singapore Poly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;Architecture&lt;br /&gt;Interior Design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Temasek poly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Apparel Design &amp; Merchandising [my dream]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interior Architecture &amp;amp; Design&lt;br /&gt;Interactive Media Design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Visual Communication [planning on tis]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much too list uh.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby still beats me!&lt;br /&gt;sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;you boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was taking my results,&lt;br /&gt;i shivered to god noes how.&lt;br /&gt;i began to weep when i was abt to sit and take my results.&lt;br /&gt;charles and rui zhen consoled me.&lt;br /&gt;shena too.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it was my turn,&lt;br /&gt;i cried even before mr lee foo koon released my list.&lt;br /&gt;he counted my L1R4 with me.&lt;br /&gt;and i cried heavily.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;he said,&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"eh, u can go poly, why u cry?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;funnie.&lt;br /&gt;he checked those ITE letters.&lt;br /&gt;my name wasnt in there.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;so okay.&lt;br /&gt;signed the form.&lt;br /&gt;mr lee asked me to cry at one corner!&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"go huda, cry at one corner"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. wat type of teacher is that??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called mummie.&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;cos i didnt get the agg i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;i accept wat God has given me.&lt;br /&gt;mummie said i did my best.&lt;br /&gt;and she said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"ayg masuk poly pun mama da happie."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like. sobbing and sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;haha. she made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;sensitive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat down at the hall's stairs&lt;br /&gt;zulaika, syazwan, hakim, rui zhen, raimi, sadrina and serynna.&lt;br /&gt;they were there and consolled me.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet! love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;began to miss my classy!&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;wat do you expect?&lt;br /&gt;i was sobbing like mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. dig this.&lt;br /&gt;huda, raimi and syarifuddin [northland sec]&lt;br /&gt;these 3 couzzies.&lt;br /&gt;got the same agg for o levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alamak.&lt;br /&gt;one &lt;em&gt;boat&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;walk together, die together.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends.&lt;br /&gt;well. one's goin to ite.&lt;br /&gt;the other 3, poly.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry grrlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;we'll be behind cha.&lt;br /&gt;muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby got his post.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;8-5 work!&lt;br /&gt;weeheee!&lt;br /&gt;can chat wit him!&lt;br /&gt;yeay!&lt;br /&gt;hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;wanna meet him tis week!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily, baby's proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;and want me to stay in poly.&lt;br /&gt;i love you sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;thanx for givin me hopes.&lt;br /&gt;love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya ya.&lt;br /&gt;ive lost to you!&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met mummie and daddy at northpoint.&lt;br /&gt;daddy hugged me.&lt;br /&gt;cos i msged him not to be angry wit me.&lt;br /&gt;if i didnt achieve up to his expectation.&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;it went well.&lt;br /&gt;mummie hugged me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grp hug&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now at home.&lt;br /&gt;totally freak abt today.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i tink i was too exhausted cos of&lt;br /&gt;the fear i had just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orite.&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;good nite.&lt;br /&gt;love love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110959912965663441?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110959912965663441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110959912965663441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110959912965663441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110959912965663441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/02/o-level-results-sheesh.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110940232339945321</id><published>2005-02-26T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T15:18:43.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new home. new pics of baby syahril!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. just came back. heh.&lt;br /&gt;my uncle's hse is so near wit me.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;kinda huge.&lt;br /&gt;for 2 peeps.&lt;br /&gt;kinda kewl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orite. few pics taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; HEIGHT: 190px" height="226" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00861.jpg" width="469" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 257px; HEIGHT: 186px" height="224" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00875.jpg" width="388" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 257px; HEIGHT: 184px" height="214" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00876.jpg" width="376" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint he such a cutie?&lt;br /&gt;admit it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/osi.jsp?i=EeAMnDZmycuG7wo"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to check out more pics. ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orite.&lt;br /&gt;goin.&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;wack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;love you baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110940232339945321?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8928538.post-110933814527290474</id><published>2005-02-25T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T21:29:05.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sweet&lt;/em&gt;est moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 329px; HEIGHT: 252px" height="312" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/ac.jpg" width="471" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out wit baby today.&lt;br /&gt;wee. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;went tampines. had loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;ate at do n me.&lt;br /&gt;ate chix chop.&lt;br /&gt;yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. took pics.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;ard 6.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;met mama!&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner.&lt;br /&gt;wit her.&lt;br /&gt;when she broke the news she's goin outstation.&lt;br /&gt;sobx.&lt;br /&gt;i crashed.&lt;br /&gt;she's goin penang for work.&lt;br /&gt;abt 3-5 days.&lt;br /&gt;14 march 2005.&lt;br /&gt;told baby abt it.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;he &lt;em&gt;pujuk2.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;im okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna have sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. okay.&lt;br /&gt;mama's doin some work at my room now.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;we gonna paint my room.&lt;br /&gt;a whole new room.&lt;br /&gt;wit home theatre system.&lt;br /&gt;and a 21 inch teebee.&lt;br /&gt;yeay!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planning on goin jogging tmr.&lt;br /&gt;wanna visit my uncle's new hse tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink im off.&lt;br /&gt;wanna help mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh ya.&lt;br /&gt;3 more days to.&lt;br /&gt;o level results.&lt;br /&gt;pray hard ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muackies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8928538.post-110923489032624500</id><published>2005-02-24T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T16:49:44.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sweet. &lt;strong&gt;he's back.&lt;/strong&gt; heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love me, dimple.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song dedicated to sharil.&lt;br /&gt;by ataris.&lt;br /&gt;summer wind was always our song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of ur favourites, baby.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;other than pug jelly and electrico.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby's at home.&lt;br /&gt;yeay! sleeping soundly.&lt;br /&gt;due to tiredness of trainings.&lt;br /&gt;poor dimple.&lt;br /&gt;love you. huggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o levels releasing on monday.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;scare me off.&lt;br /&gt;but wanna get over and done wit.&lt;br /&gt;so i can have sweet and memorable weekend.&lt;br /&gt;if i pass.&lt;br /&gt;wat if i dont.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hug me!&lt;br /&gt;hug me!&lt;br /&gt;sobx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. sadrina and sery came to my crib.&lt;br /&gt;adjusting sad's bloggy.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;its been awhile since i met them&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;miss them to bits and pieces.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;hugs! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;see you grrls in monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im off.&lt;br /&gt;beat.&lt;br /&gt;wanna call up my dimple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holla dimple! heh.&lt;br /&gt;love you soooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110923489032624500?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8928538.post-110915295513190832</id><published>2005-02-23T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T18:19:35.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;where are you, my love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 294px; HEIGHT: 200px" height="248" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/ae.jpg" width="401" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so in love.&lt;br /&gt;while feeling so scared abt my results.&lt;br /&gt;he said he'll be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;im so into him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish to dedicate tis entry to my baby.&lt;br /&gt;sharil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amor , no es amor (if this aint love)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;More than my feelings (what am i doing wrong)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amor, no es amor (if this aint love)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its just an illusion that i have in my heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to you my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i thank Allah tt ive found you.&lt;br /&gt;its really deep. but i know.&lt;br /&gt;this is meant for me.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;i dont really have the answer for tt.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. young and naive.&lt;br /&gt;but, ive heard real life stories;&lt;br /&gt;couples from secondary schools.&lt;br /&gt;high school sweethearts;&lt;br /&gt;actually got married when their older.&lt;br /&gt;it shows they have faith towards each other.&lt;br /&gt;i want us to be like tt, Insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;it will be a bless for me.&lt;br /&gt;im so lucky to have found you.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, we quarelled, scream at each other,&lt;br /&gt;spit vulgarities when we're mad, show our sulkness.&lt;br /&gt;but on top of tt, the love is too powerful.&lt;br /&gt;you hug me when im in need. cried wit me wen im sad.&lt;br /&gt;feared wit me wen im goin thru someting major in my life.&lt;br /&gt;thanx baby. i really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;the one ting tt really make me attached to you is,&lt;br /&gt;you noe how to solve tings at one time.&lt;br /&gt;not piling and sulking like most ppl do.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;you're smiling.&lt;br /&gt;sweet ay.&lt;br /&gt;love you, dimple.&lt;br /&gt;face it baby, you have only ONE dimple.&lt;br /&gt;heh. heh. okay baby. i'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;lets get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate all the sacrifices you made.&lt;br /&gt;and ur mum is ever so friendly.&lt;br /&gt;i love her asam pedas.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;nope. not lying.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;there you go.&lt;br /&gt;smiling again.&lt;br /&gt;(okay ppl, im utterly crazy rite now. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx for everyting k sayang?&lt;br /&gt;muackies.&lt;br /&gt;love you loads. thanx for being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;and i really wanna make u proud.&lt;br /&gt;conquering ur ex school.&lt;br /&gt;temasek poly.&lt;br /&gt;okay?! heh.&lt;br /&gt;im bad.&lt;br /&gt;sowie. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;sometimes saying 'i love you' aint enuf to proof it.&lt;br /&gt;my actions do shows i hope.&lt;br /&gt;thanx for having those faith in me.&lt;br /&gt;muackies.&lt;br /&gt;hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 426px" height="680" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/03.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were the times when he practically had hair.&lt;br /&gt;oopss.&lt;br /&gt;sowie baby. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love you to bits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's coming home today.&lt;br /&gt;yeay!&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110915295513190832?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8928538.post-110907020811787158</id><published>2005-02-22T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T19:03:28.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 more days&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;im evil. but scared. heh.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day. kinda okay.&lt;br /&gt;spenf time wit my grrls.&lt;br /&gt;kinda kewl.&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch at kfc.&lt;br /&gt;wee. heheee.&lt;br /&gt;fun!&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;went to shena's crib after tt.&lt;br /&gt;picture taking time!&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not goin to show hers uh.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;all are my pics.&lt;br /&gt;anyway is a collaboration of few days pics.&lt;br /&gt;so. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 202px; HEIGHT: 270px" height="444" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/amy3.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 236px; HEIGHT: 180px" height="409" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/amy2.jpg" width="494" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; HEIGHT: 272px" height="480" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/amy.jpg" width="381" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; HEIGHT: 233px" height="414" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/huda2.jpg" width="379" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 201px; HEIGHT: 272px" height="416" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00815.jpg" width="346" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 222px; HEIGHT: 289px" height="437" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/amy4.jpg" width="351" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how vain can i get?&lt;br /&gt;tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyahaha. okay. my link to see the pics.&lt;br /&gt;if u wanna.&lt;br /&gt;just dont puke.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;pls visit my cam-whoring moments.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;wanna rest.&lt;br /&gt;im beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110907020811787158?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110907020811787158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110907020811787158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110907020811787158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110907020811787158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/02/3-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110896869511331606</id><published>2005-02-21T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T14:52:02.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 more days.&lt;br /&gt;to the ultimate future decision.&lt;br /&gt;grr. okay. i'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. im kinda bored.&lt;br /&gt;chatted wit my boo y'day.&lt;br /&gt;he's in camp already.&lt;br /&gt;sobx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today; kinda bored. so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yawns.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goin out later at 3.10pm.&lt;br /&gt;meeting grrlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;shena! who else.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;gonna eat lunch and walk ard.&lt;br /&gt;in the name of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix. oops.&lt;br /&gt;wats the time?&lt;br /&gt;2.55pm?&lt;br /&gt;okay!&lt;br /&gt;im off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110896869511331606?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110896869511331606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110896869511331606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;pray hard huda.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah;&lt;br /&gt;we've done our best.&lt;br /&gt;insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out today. kinda feeling under the weather.&lt;br /&gt;so. yeah. thot of goin swimming wit shena and her beau; wan,&lt;br /&gt;me and sharil.&lt;br /&gt;but. sharil was nagged tis morning.&lt;br /&gt;by my &lt;em&gt;mom-in law&lt;/em&gt;. hehe. nyaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. she's worried abt her son.&lt;br /&gt;due to some experiences.&lt;br /&gt;i understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. went i was halfway reaching jurong,&lt;br /&gt;he cancelled it.&lt;br /&gt;shena and beau continued the plan.&lt;br /&gt;however; i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to take the east train.&lt;br /&gt;i took the wrong train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;screwed&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grr. shitso&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met baby at tanah merah mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;went to simpang bedok.&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;yummie. love my hor fun.&lt;br /&gt;baby was eating black pepper chix rice.&lt;br /&gt;however, i swapped wit him.&lt;br /&gt;cos i noe he wanna eat my hor fun.&lt;br /&gt;nyaha. cant hide.&lt;br /&gt;its okay. aniting i will share.&lt;br /&gt;at last i ate up his half-way chix rice.&lt;br /&gt;nyaha. nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tampines mall again.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;baby was searching for some &lt;em&gt;internal wear&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;heehee. nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ouh pls. not &lt;em&gt;briefs&lt;/em&gt; okay!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last found it at metro.&lt;br /&gt;having sale. hehe. so kinda cheap.&lt;br /&gt;baby was saving money at tt pt.&lt;br /&gt;cos he wanna change his engine fuel or smting.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his bike was not washed for.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;abt 3 months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeyack!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met anisah. she's working.&lt;br /&gt;selling books or stuff.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. we kacau2 her.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt went home.&lt;br /&gt;cos both of us were so tired.&lt;br /&gt;i was nearly faint.&lt;br /&gt;i donnoe why.&lt;br /&gt;haix. and dear was so worried.&lt;br /&gt;by the time we reached at my crib,&lt;br /&gt;i was complaining of vomitting.&lt;br /&gt;okay! not pregnant okay!&lt;br /&gt;haha. i didnt have enuf sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and baby was so worried.&lt;br /&gt;by the time i reached home,&lt;br /&gt;mommie saw me really tired.&lt;br /&gt;gave me panadol and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby msged me asked abt my well being.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry dear. im fine now.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;love you to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has the feeling im gonna get B for maths.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. funny la sayang.&lt;br /&gt;we'll see okay?&lt;br /&gt;im so scared rite now.&lt;br /&gt;wat if i didnt make it?&lt;br /&gt;my parents said if i didnt make it;&lt;br /&gt;they will acknowledge my effort.&lt;br /&gt;love mommie and daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay cool ppl.&lt;br /&gt;lets hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;muackies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110881751158655191?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110881751158655191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110881751158655191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110881751158655191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110881751158655191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/02/okay_19.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110873779196088150</id><published>2005-02-18T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T22:47:24.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ority. today was fun! totally.&lt;br /&gt;spend my time wit my grrls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tp today.&lt;br /&gt;met shena at her crib at 11.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;met anisah at bus stop at 12.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;we kinda coincidently met ah miow, sharon&lt;br /&gt;and etc.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;they're goin tp too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached tp ard 1.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;it was cool!&lt;br /&gt;had a tour guide wit us.&lt;br /&gt;damn, forgot to ask her name.&lt;br /&gt;heh. my the goodies was great.&lt;br /&gt;and the guide was so nice!&lt;br /&gt;kinda like the ppl there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to business school.&lt;br /&gt;kinda move ard. and yeah we're interested.&lt;br /&gt;heh. nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;especially the cmm course.&lt;br /&gt;communication and multimedia someting.&lt;br /&gt;nyahaha. i like the course.&lt;br /&gt;they have,&lt;br /&gt;video editting,&lt;br /&gt;dj-ing,&lt;br /&gt;news broadcaster;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. broadcaster!&lt;br /&gt;anisah volunteered herself to be the broadcaster.&lt;br /&gt;kinda cool!&lt;br /&gt;we managed to look them from the screens&lt;br /&gt;upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;kinda cool!&lt;br /&gt;interested now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt, wanna leave already.&lt;br /&gt;said bubbye to our guide.&lt;br /&gt;and tm. here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took pics! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 241px" height="378" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00665.jpg" width="507" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us in the bus. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/osi.jsp?i=EeAMnDZmycuG7tY"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;for more pics. nyahaa.&lt;br /&gt;okay. kinda wrote tis at a fast rate.&lt;br /&gt;but, im kinda tired. wanna sleep off.&lt;br /&gt;im dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;good nyte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110873779196088150?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110873779196088150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110873779196088150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110873779196088150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110873779196088150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/02/ority.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110861720335444128</id><published>2005-02-17T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T13:13:23.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wokay. wokay.&lt;br /&gt;tmr's goin tp.&lt;br /&gt;anisah's off-day is tmr.&lt;br /&gt;recovering for someone today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. okay.&lt;br /&gt;maybe tmr me and shena will tag along;&lt;br /&gt;wit her.&lt;br /&gt;to pahlawan beach. (issit the right spelling?)&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. some secrets dere.&lt;br /&gt;nyaha. okay.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;but i donno if my boo's gonna permit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;permit?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;if he didnt let me;&lt;br /&gt;i understand.&lt;br /&gt;he's my hubby.&lt;br /&gt;gotta listen.&lt;br /&gt;nyak! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch him on wed.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;love love.&lt;br /&gt;laughs.&lt;br /&gt;surely.&lt;br /&gt;oopss. sayang. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. im goin out later.&lt;br /&gt;yeay.&lt;br /&gt;at last. a day outside.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;probably saturday;&lt;br /&gt;goin swimming.&lt;br /&gt;wit shena and wan.&lt;br /&gt;me and sharil.&lt;br /&gt;maybe. its a HUGE maybe.&lt;br /&gt;get tt straight.&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;but still gonna meet him tis w/end.&lt;br /&gt;lyk &lt;em&gt;duh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one week w/o him in sight.&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh! i'll die.&lt;br /&gt;okay; not tt extreme.&lt;br /&gt;i'll faint! heh. nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. goin to rain at my area.&lt;br /&gt;goin out later.&lt;br /&gt;chilling and lunching wit shena.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110861720335444128?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110861720335444128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110861720335444128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110861720335444128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110861720335444128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/02/wokay_17.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110856655432370623</id><published>2005-02-16T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T23:09:14.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ouh ya.&lt;br /&gt;changed plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna go tp;&lt;br /&gt;on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ority.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110856655432370623?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8928538.post-110853141849161268</id><published>2005-02-16T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T13:23:38.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i made new friends. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;okay. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought my teebee y'day.&lt;br /&gt;yeay! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;and a compilation of dvd/vcd/radio tuner.&lt;br /&gt;cool ay?&lt;br /&gt;heh. na-na-ni-na-na.&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting too pampered here.&lt;br /&gt;spank me! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. goin temasek tmr. yeay!&lt;br /&gt;my dream school.&lt;br /&gt;designing school;&lt;br /&gt;here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeay! wanna get into school of designing.&lt;br /&gt;multimedia? fashion?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;my boo's from IT.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired these days.&lt;br /&gt;probably cleaned up my room.&lt;br /&gt;its like full of dust.&lt;br /&gt;and you guys noe how neat i want tings to be.&lt;br /&gt;yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink i'll post later.&lt;br /&gt;fighting from myopia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110853141849161268?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110853141849161268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110853141849161268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110853141849161268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110853141849161268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-made-new-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110844807406849300</id><published>2005-02-15T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T14:21:19.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>renovating my room. yup.&lt;br /&gt;today's activity.&lt;br /&gt;heh. well. needa some changes.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;em&gt;shifting&lt;/em&gt; my room to next room;&lt;br /&gt;near the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its okay.&lt;br /&gt;wanna paint the walls.&lt;br /&gt;but need to get my dad's work stuff;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;computer, workplace, tables, chair and bookshelf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna turn my treasure box,&lt;br /&gt;into a couch.&lt;br /&gt;wanna buy some cushions, cloths.&lt;br /&gt;some &lt;em&gt;sequins&lt;/em&gt;. hehe. &lt;em&gt;beads.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. grrly.&lt;br /&gt;its me.&lt;br /&gt;since my room's gonna turn into light pink,&lt;br /&gt;need my couch to be in&lt;br /&gt;dark red, or dark pink.&lt;br /&gt;you tink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dad wanna bring me out later,&lt;br /&gt;evening.&lt;br /&gt;wanna survey on tv! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;kinda sick.&lt;br /&gt;i noe u guys have tvs in ur rooms.&lt;br /&gt;not me ay.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. kinda sad.&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i wanna buy stuffs or couch,&lt;br /&gt;need to visit spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;aww. its at tamp.&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. i miss my baby.&lt;br /&gt;heard he's goin to dance for his platoon party or someting.&lt;br /&gt;hehee. guess the song he's gonna dance.&lt;br /&gt;clue? okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you keep up?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Babyboy, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;make me lose my breath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bring the noise, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;make me lose my breath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hit me hard, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;make me lose my hhhh hhhh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;kinda &lt;em&gt;gay-ish&lt;/em&gt; uh. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. wat can u expect;&lt;br /&gt;the choreographer;&lt;br /&gt;his bunk-mate,&lt;br /&gt;is a g _ y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go figure. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;his pass out parade is next week.&lt;br /&gt;23/02/05.&lt;br /&gt;its on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;maybe im gonna visit him.&lt;br /&gt;see him passed on.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;give my support.&lt;br /&gt;jurong, jalan bahar.&lt;br /&gt;grr. so far. hehheee.&lt;br /&gt;anyting for my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i tink im off.&lt;br /&gt;wanna watch some teebee.&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;i love my baby.&lt;br /&gt;abg, i love you!&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;he's at mandai now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hrmph.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110844807406849300?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110844807406849300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110844807406849300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im so bored.&lt;br /&gt;help! well, my dear is away.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;he's going for a route march.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. he'll be bck later in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shena wanna go out. accompanying her couzzy,&lt;br /&gt;amira.&lt;br /&gt;she wanna buy a gift for her brother or someting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;alrite.&lt;br /&gt;just watched the grammy's.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;im not into it tt much.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planning not to go out much tis week.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe im not goin out wit deary;&lt;br /&gt;tis weekend.&lt;br /&gt;cos he might be tired after tis week's torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has footdrill prac everynite.&lt;br /&gt;but dig tis.&lt;br /&gt;my baby is out of recruit life,&lt;br /&gt;on 23/02/05!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;not fully out.&lt;br /&gt;he'll get his posting.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;work. hehe. yeay for me!&lt;br /&gt;at least it will not be so uptight.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. to all lover dovers out dere.&lt;br /&gt;who's celebrating,&lt;br /&gt;have a great valentine! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hubby.&lt;br /&gt;i love you everyday and not just valentine's.&lt;br /&gt;take note k?&lt;br /&gt;muackies.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;as u say,&lt;br /&gt;no one can tear us apart.&lt;br /&gt;lets pray and make tt come true.&lt;br /&gt;okie?&lt;br /&gt;i love you. muackies! huggies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110835630682341721?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110835630682341721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110835630682341721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;nyaha. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;y'day was a blast. love 'em.&lt;br /&gt;me and my baby.&lt;br /&gt;only us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spanky. spanky.&lt;br /&gt;went to tampines.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;got bored wit town.&lt;br /&gt;grr. nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend time wit me and baby.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. talked enuf.&lt;br /&gt;he sent me hm at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;i promised my mum.&lt;br /&gt;and wanted to visit my sick grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;so. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;promise is a promise.&lt;br /&gt;trust you see.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;well, i woke up ard 7.&lt;br /&gt;went for a jog at kaki simpang.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;6km. quite okay. and ended up at sembawang beach.&lt;br /&gt;seen the sunrise set up.&lt;br /&gt;interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched ppl fishing.&lt;br /&gt;and some just wanna find carols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired.&lt;br /&gt;wanna slp awhile. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby.&lt;br /&gt;thanx for the date.&lt;br /&gt;love you baby.&lt;br /&gt;*spank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110826703785922632?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110826703785922632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110826703785922632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110826703785922632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110826703785922632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/02/tmrs-v-day.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110810499525270850</id><published>2005-02-11T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T14:56:35.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i did someting good today.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my deary.&lt;br /&gt;baby.&lt;br /&gt;why must you go for ns?&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;u're in nsf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;national service full-time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna go out wit you tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna!&lt;br /&gt;spending v-day wit you.&lt;br /&gt;hrmph.&lt;br /&gt;hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y'day was dope.&lt;br /&gt;as u can see. hhee.&lt;br /&gt;have loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;ditching,&lt;br /&gt;bitching ( i didnt! )&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took loads of pics.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. 55 pics total.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. they're photogenic;&lt;br /&gt;cum vain.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. and baby kept spanking my ass.&lt;br /&gt;wen im trying to snap shots of shena and irwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;obscene.&lt;/em&gt; hehe.&lt;br /&gt;hhehee. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. he carried me ard.&lt;br /&gt;piggy ride. hehe. nah.&lt;br /&gt;horse ride! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay spanking continues.&lt;br /&gt;woops.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. wanna take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are truly tired.&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110810499525270850?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8928538.post-110803670976022422</id><published>2005-02-10T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T12:52:33.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet. nyaha</title><content type='html'>okay. just came back.&lt;br /&gt;told ya i was bored.&lt;br /&gt;my dearest saved me.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he called me at the nick of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we fought a lil bit during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda okay. we're saved.&lt;br /&gt;thanx baby.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you noe how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;:) muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft lunch, well.&lt;br /&gt;planning to visit seletar reservoir.&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;we ended up at blk 213.&lt;br /&gt;yishun st 21.&lt;br /&gt;heh. full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met shena. and yeah. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;we hooked up.&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;few mins later,&lt;br /&gt;anisah came wit bf.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 322px; HEIGHT: 388px" height="547" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/couplle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay dere's more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/osi.jsp?i=EeAMnDZmycuG7pI"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;for more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;stroll down on the left column,&lt;br /&gt;to check out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my cam-whoring moments; check it out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. my day was kewl.&lt;br /&gt;dope.&lt;br /&gt;love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you baby.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110803670976022422?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8928538.post-110797164315135693</id><published>2005-02-10T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T01:54:03.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. its 1.45am. thurs morn.&lt;br /&gt;just woke up from my nappy.&lt;br /&gt;ouh well.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for baby to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;he wanna watch soccer.&lt;br /&gt;issit ireland vs. portugal?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ard 3.30am.&lt;br /&gt;im kinda awake.&lt;br /&gt;feared my baby called;&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt pick up.&lt;br /&gt;ya noe. wanna talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;yipee! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;kinda sleepy. but wat the heck.&lt;br /&gt;for my baby.&lt;br /&gt;anyting is possible.&lt;br /&gt;heard baby wanna buy me a;&lt;br /&gt;huge teddy! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;shussh. hush there.&lt;br /&gt;i noe.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;im so impatient!&lt;br /&gt;lyk -duh.&lt;br /&gt;heh. wanna teddy! wanna teddy!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how am i suppose to carry it ard?&lt;br /&gt;especially wen baby's sending me hm wit his bike?&lt;br /&gt;O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;troubled&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well. heh.&lt;br /&gt;aniting is possible.&lt;br /&gt;bleak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;smiles smiles!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;if we're meeting later or weekend;&lt;br /&gt;wanna click on tt camera! heh.&lt;br /&gt;erm.&lt;br /&gt;we're vain.&lt;br /&gt;so there's someting similar abt us!&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;actually, there's loads of similarities.&lt;br /&gt;too many to list. nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;im lazy.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yawns&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot.&lt;br /&gt;im so yawning.&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im off.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8928538.post-110795746431196770</id><published>2005-02-09T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T21:57:44.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wokay. love. romance. valentine's. nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;erm. maybe goin out wit him tmr.&lt;br /&gt;celebrate v-day?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;coz on saturday i wont be able.&lt;br /&gt;coz sat nite i gotta go for religious class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. maybe.&lt;br /&gt;goin tmr. im not sure.&lt;br /&gt;or just.&lt;br /&gt;go out for a movie on sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;im not sure.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. and mommie's been complaining&lt;br /&gt;i went out alot.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;im obviously bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;love my baby.&lt;br /&gt;love my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spank!&lt;br /&gt;hehee. love his ass. grr.&lt;br /&gt;ouh no! fantasies in his butt's world.&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shena's goin out tmr? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;wanna noe.&lt;br /&gt;if wanna go out tmr,&lt;br /&gt;wanna make it early.&lt;br /&gt;so i can spend time wit my baby.&lt;br /&gt;for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored.&lt;br /&gt;wanna call my baby! byee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110795746431196770?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110795746431196770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110795746431196770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110795746431196770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110795746431196770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/02/wokay.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110788041654204219</id><published>2005-02-09T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T00:38:17.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe. y'day was dope. honestly.&lt;br /&gt;it turned out my day to be quite -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;known.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. heh. okay. here goes.&lt;br /&gt;planned to meet riquelme at city hall.&lt;br /&gt;boarded the train at the last cabin ; met him.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;he looked &lt;em&gt;cute&lt;/em&gt; in cd uni.&lt;br /&gt;aww! cutie cutie cutie. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;cutie cutie cutie! shall i repeat?&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hrmph.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. the stoopid guy blocked my way to my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there are even guys who &lt;em&gt;flirt &lt;/em&gt;wit me ; in the same train wit my baby.&lt;br /&gt;stoopid.&lt;br /&gt;okay. made eye contacts wit my baby, and errr.. he looked hot!&lt;br /&gt;to me ppl. hehe. geez!&lt;br /&gt;baby flirts wit me in the train.&lt;br /&gt;and ppl were looking at me for smiling&lt;br /&gt;for no reason. nyaha. who cares?&lt;br /&gt;its my baby.&lt;br /&gt;gotta a prob wit tt? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropped off at bedok.&lt;br /&gt;okay, those two baffoon dropped there too;&lt;br /&gt;as if they gotta a prob wit me being wit my guy.&lt;br /&gt;why? he's in ns.&lt;br /&gt;so?&lt;br /&gt;does it even bother you? grr.&lt;br /&gt;damn. hrmph!&lt;br /&gt;hehe. dear was staring at them.&lt;br /&gt;yipee.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. they gotta prob wit us.&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bedok intrchange.&lt;br /&gt;took bus 222 to bedok north.&lt;br /&gt;he's homie.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. baby bullied me at which bus stop to alight.&lt;br /&gt;grr. bite you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. reached under his blk.&lt;br /&gt;planned to wait for him to change and stuff under his blk.&lt;br /&gt;guess wat?&lt;br /&gt;his mom called me and invited me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shivers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shivers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda scary. went up.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;met his mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very very friendly.&lt;br /&gt;baby, i like your mom.&lt;br /&gt;honest.&lt;br /&gt;she talked to me.&lt;br /&gt;asked me; u noe, getting to noe me better.&lt;br /&gt;geez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;for lunch. she stuffed me wit food.&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;and she cooked asam pedas.&lt;br /&gt;yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice.&lt;br /&gt;lovin' it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;abt 3.15.&lt;br /&gt;me and dearest went off.&lt;br /&gt;his mom sent me off.&lt;br /&gt;so nice.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off we went.&lt;br /&gt;met zahari. planned wanna wash their dirty&lt;br /&gt;bikes. hehe. nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end, dearest was lazy.&lt;br /&gt;grr. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day was so okay! hehe. love it.&lt;br /&gt;his mom is sooo nice.&lt;br /&gt;trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and baby.&lt;br /&gt;kinda having some tiff.&lt;br /&gt;over -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;someting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry,&lt;br /&gt;its between us.&lt;br /&gt;sorry u stalkers wont noe.&lt;br /&gt;nyaha. sorry. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;between me and him.&lt;br /&gt;:) peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;sayang. its okay baby.&lt;br /&gt;u didnt mean to. i understand.&lt;br /&gt;love you.&lt;br /&gt;even though we kinda fought awhile,&lt;br /&gt;we talked tings out.&lt;br /&gt;and i love tt abt you.&lt;br /&gt;settle tings on the dot.&lt;br /&gt;love you baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh ya baby.&lt;br /&gt;*spank*&lt;br /&gt;hehe. love ya ass.&lt;br /&gt;grr. hehee.&lt;br /&gt;flat! hehee.&lt;br /&gt;okay. enuf. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. gong xi fa cai to all chinese ppl.&lt;br /&gt;happy lunar new year!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall. i love my day y'day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110788041654204219?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110788041654204219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110788041654204219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110788041654204219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110788041654204219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/02/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110779405785338947</id><published>2005-02-08T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T00:34:17.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sayang's goin to be totally angry if he knew its 12.30 and im still awake. nyahaha. sorry baby. i cant sleep yet. probably too excited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 12.30, tuesday morning. and my dearest will be bookin' out half day. fabolous. except one ting im afraid of ; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guard duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;scary.&lt;br /&gt;im prayin'. hopefully, he's off the hook. cos im planning to meet him at bedok. anyting for my adorable baby boy. nyaha. muackies. :) am i sweet sayang? hehe. i'll tell u guys if he's off the hook. and im sure he will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so into him. maybe tmr, he'll change and we can have a good stroll or someting. heh. okay! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe tampines? wanna go! wanna go! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;im so childish. ouh well, he loves it wen i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whine&lt;/span&gt;. hehe. nyaha. he can so console me. hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ya noe. shena received a big teddy on sunday. it was her 3 months anniversary cum valentine's. aint tt sweet? hehe. so happie for her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my couzzy syikin is having her gathering later at 11.30am. ouh well, she's inviting khairul. hehe. *winks* my baby couzzy, u uh. hehe. ouh well, the secrets are between us. hehe. and yeah. kinda dope. syikin and my baby can get along real well. and honestly, i mean it. they have so much to talk abt and led me to be the one who will always been bullied. even my honey bunny didnt rescue me! so bad! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yeah. tired. and preventing my baby to scold me even further. love you baby. nite.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8928538-110779405785338947?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110779405785338947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110779405785338947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110779405785338947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110779405785338947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/02/sayangs-goin-to-be-totally-angry-if-he.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110760935365258736</id><published>2005-02-05T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T21:19:47.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nyahaha. i enjoyed myself today. triple date wit shena w her bf and syikin wit her new friend. kinda kewl. nyaha. okay. it was totally dope. i gotta admit. get to be wit my baby and the rest of my beloved friends, well, who will ask for more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics taken. check it out. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 317px" height="357" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00461.jpg" width="514" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ bk, cineleisure. :) complete freaks. sorry sayang. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 462px; HEIGHT: 322px" height="382" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00466.jpg" width="532" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yikes! the gays are back. hehe. =P the left is my sharil and the right is irwan; shena's bf. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 464px; HEIGHT: 328px" height="371" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00479.jpg" width="529" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shena and irwan. lovely dovey. :) heeren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 324px" height="390" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00481.jpg" width="546" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my adorable baby couzzy! nah. she's 14. heh. darn, couldnt get her friend's pic! gosh! heh. :) heeren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 365px" height="396" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00482.jpg" width="510" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby! heh. okay, he's kinda dark cos of the stoopid ns. hehe. love ya baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 468px; HEIGHT: 307px" height="361" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00490.jpg" width="551" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one can take him away from me! hrmph! heh. esplanade's roofy top. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 471px; HEIGHT: 313px" height="376" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00494.jpg" width="514" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live band performance tt drew my baby's attention. esplanade's roofy top. heh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00498.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the couple who's on fire. nyaha. shena and irwan. lovely dovey. esplanade's roofy top. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00499.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharil and me. nyaha. muah muah muah. love you! esplanade's roofy top. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 466px; HEIGHT: 337px" height="390" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00526.jpg" width="539" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking note of where my couzzy's werking. *im good* heh. esplanade roofy top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. kinda dope. after the last pic, shena and irwan proceeded to suntec. while me and my baby sat down and chill at the roof top. heh. okay. baby was tired, he laid back and lie down. maybe just shutting his eyes. and i was dere looking at his adorable cuteness. heh. he got his rest, and awakened by my lavishly stunning laughter. okay, not tt stunning. heh. he took my hand and yeah promise certain things tt evolves in our relationship. i love you baby! i was totally touched and yeah, no one can take him away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he hugged me and i fell around his arms. its so warm and yeah he hold on to me real tight. i just rest my head on his shoulders, and incredibly, fell asleep. baby was looking at me and asking me "sleepy sayang?" and he hugged me really tight, rest my head on his shoulders and gimme a touch of his sweet kiss. aww. heh. love it. heh. his fingers was touching my right cheek and gave continuous soothing tickles. hehe. and i fell asleep once again. just for 5mins. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sent me home. as usual. and yeah. im rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks sayang for everyting. even those strawberries dipped wit choco. im addicted. heh. i trully enjoyed the sweet date today. muackies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110760935365258736?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110760935365258736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110760935365258736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110760935365258736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110760935365258736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/02/nyahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110749727720914171</id><published>2005-02-04T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T14:07:57.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. kinda abit under the weather. kinda have some misunderstanding wit my dearest. sayang, im sorry. im sorry to hurt ur feelings y'day. i love you loads. well. there's always ups and downs. we must endure it rite? and yeah, a good relationship do require some cat clawing. hehe. if we dont fight or someting, surely there's someting wrong wit the relationship. i hope tis is normal. and guess wat, our first fight in 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was terribly mad y'day. and he even scolded me. he's honestly a tempered guy. i dont mind tt. its not like he'll always scold me. rite sayang? im sorry my dear. muackies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets not talk abt it. i wanna forget abt it. for good. fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goin out later. accompanying my partner in crime to buy sandals. at bata. i tink. and later goin this fashion cos im searching for my 3/4 skirt. yeah. and a body hugging v-neck tee. kinda kewl. wanna wear it tmr wit my new slippers. hehe. me and my girl cant wait for tmr's date. heh. we're kinda excited. im meeting shena at her crib tmr at 10. and she wont spare me off wit some make-up. okay okay! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my throat is so sore. sheesh. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh ya. im goin to paint my room. its magenta lillac. i tink heh. its baby pink. well, im choosing calm colours and light ones cos i wan to make my room look bigger. its true. at least i can apply some art strategies in my co-ordinates. see! art is not a bad subj. even u blardy guys out dere tink its a sissy subj. hell no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blardy hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least dnt and homec, u guys can pass easily, us - the art students - its not easy to get a1 for art for o levels okay! at least a c5! tt's a pathetic grade ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, nvr look dwn on any subjs. cos each subj has their own special gains. so its up to u guys to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. am i debating or wat? nah. its just tt im trying to point out to those who look dwn in art. heh. im rather protective okay! not my fault! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. sorry if ive offended anyone! sorry! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. honestly, i envy those ppl taking A-maths. haix. kewl. even my dearest took A-maths during his o level. haix. hehe. so sayang, i envy you! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goin out tmr! im so happy! heh. yeah. at least i can spend so much time wit my baby. muackies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*im sorry abt y'day okay? im so sorry. i didnt mean to. i really didnt mean to. love you wit all my heart. muackies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110749727720914171?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110749727720914171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110749727720914171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110749727720914171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110749727720914171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110740648892030102</id><published>2005-02-03T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T12:54:48.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just visited my couzzy's blog. check &lt;a href="http://www.iwaskickedinthebutt.blogspot.com"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;out. listening to Eminem's "Like toy soldiers" kinda kewl. more into his homies and stuff. yeah. interesting. nowadays mtv has great grooves tuning in. kinda kewl. e.g, now, omarion's "O". yeah. nice track. more into relationships and yeah, convincing the girl to come bck and stuff. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im at cloud nine coz my dearest tt i really really fuckingly in love wit doesnt have to perform any guard duty. saturday will be a great date then. well. planning esplanade. yeah, there's tis hip hop concert. rynie told me. well. i thot it was last fri, sat and sun. and i thot ive missed it cos my trip to the ouh gorgeous and hotty kl. heh. she told me there's again tis sat. so. yeah. im there. if it doesnt exist, i can still have a date wit my baby. heh.`woohoo. snoop dogg! my adorable scandal. ..drop it like its hot.. woohoo. my scandal's hot! hahaha. ouh dearest sorry ay. ive a scandal. i cant help it. hahahaa. he smokes weed. bluek! hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. get tis straight, smoke-men are a nono to me. okay. even my dearest didnt smoke. hehe. good baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planning to buy a 3/4 skirt like those ashlee simpson worn. she's hot and cute ay. hehe. and some body hugging v-neck tee. i guess it match. wit my new skirt and new tee wit my new shell on white slippers and my fila handbag. i guess tt'll be my attire for tis week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest is bringing his bike along. he will be sending ridwan; his bunk mate, to those driving tingy school. well, he'll be booking his practical test. so yeah. my dearest is accompanying. so, he'll be meeting me later at the esplanade. i'll be going to esplande at 10 wit shena and irwan. well, we need to walk by the romantic shores rite? heh. ouh so mushy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. saturday, my curfew is at 8. heh. im a girl! admit it! my dearest will be sending me home. so i guess its okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aite. wanna burn up the stove. im hungry. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110740648892030102?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110740648892030102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110740648892030102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110740648892030102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110740648892030102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/02/just-visited-my-couzzys-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110731868790781640</id><published>2005-02-02T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T12:33:59.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im such a sicko. damn. honestly, im sick; rite after my hols. darn. the aura of my hse is rather different wen im home. why? probably a long stay outside makes me kinda feeling eerie in my own hse. well. u cant be tt way. as they say, home is our heaven on earth. and yeah. maybe ive been having too much fun outside and forget the feeling in my own hm. ouh well. getting in touch again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really have a mood from y'day due to my constant sneeze and blocked nose. and i feel rather heaty inside. like duh, malaysia's heat is like way too hot for me. and i even developed some burnt skin on my FACE! heh. yeah. shena was screaming at me. gave me trials and asked why i did not stump any lotion on my face. okay okay. sorry! dont scream at me no more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted wit my dearest y'day. okay. wasnt his good day y'day. poor ting. i hope i did make him feel better y'day. the whole platoon was punished due to one guy who brought in; possession of cigarette. so the whole platoon was given extra guard duty. but he wasnt sure when he'll be doing his duty. damn. if he was asked to do tis week, i cant meet him - for 2 weeks. *hopefully not*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really consider tis relationship as part of my other half which is so serious. aint kidding aite. no more. i dont noe why, but he's the guy who noes everyting abt me. i can be myself. aint pretending like i used to. usually wen im with someone, i always trying to be someone else so tt the person will like me even more, over his own preference. never thot abt me. and im tired of being tt. its so unhealthy. and now, i behave as i used to wen im ard my friends. and he accepted tt. its so nice. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we accepted each other's weakness and yeah, bygones are bygones. :) love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh gosh. y'day was our 2 months; knowing each other. to be exact he didnt sound stead. we just let it happened naturally. so there's no exact date. and to us, tt's the way it's supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'll stop! u guys must be puking by now. hahaha. hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my kl hols. quite okay. its just tt the girls there; i just coulnt describe. why? they kept staring at me; and to those wit their guys, like as if im snatching ur guy! bluek! hahaha. ive a bf and he's much better then urs! hahaha. he's in civil defence okay! hahahaa. *stop bragging!* hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the guys there, damn! there's one who purposely walked near me so my hand could touch his ass. blardy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. stop. i shall stop. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawns* later guys! ehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110731868790781640?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110731868790781640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110731868790781640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110731868790781640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110731868790781640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-such-sicko.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110723318115164340</id><published>2005-02-01T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T12:46:21.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl! im bck. okay okay. it was fun, but im tired to update. heh. check out my pics aite! byee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/osi.jsp?i=EeAMnDZmycuG7l4"&gt;kl photos :) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110723318115164340?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110723318115164340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110723318115164340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110723318115164340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110723318115164340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey-ppl-im-bck.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110664457813414376</id><published>2005-01-25T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T17:16:18.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bubbye. see ya in 1 week.</title><content type='html'>goin in 2hrs time. at 7pm. tata. haix. combination of excitement and sadness are fuming in. why? im excited cos im goin to have a hell of a good time shopping shopping shopping. my own money and savings okay! heh. and yeah my parents are willing to top up some money if im short of any. haha. hmm. great aint it? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad cos im leaving my baby and my girls for abt one week. sobx. and i cant meet my baby tis weekend. i guess he will hang out wit zahari and peeps. okay. sayang must have a good weekend w/o me k? sayang abg. and girls, pls behave wen im not ard. haha. if not, no souveniers for you guys! bluek! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still not ready to go. feels like meeting my baby, give him a huge hug. but, he's at camp! urgh. heh. its okay, we'll meet next weekend. =D i heard my baby is joining some post. wat is the name uh? cant remember! SRB. yeah! SRB. S for i donno, haha.. i noe R is rescue and B for betallion. those guys who have the chance to wear 'hermat' uniform. is tt the spelling? those peeps will be required to werk wen there's dangerous cases like chemical exposure and stuff. i guess. i saw the uniform before. its blardy nice! so cool! heh. if my baby wears it, confirm it'll hook lotsa eyes uh! heh. if he manage to get in to SRB, he'll need to serve 5 weeks of torture. and after tt werk and offs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go now. need to get ready. take care y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*take care my dearest baby, sharil riquelme&lt;br /&gt;*take care my adorable girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;*take care people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110664457813414376?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110664457813414376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110664457813414376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110664457813414376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110664457813414376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/bubbye-see-ya-in-1-week.html' title='bubbye. see ya in 1 week.'/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110654610462555043</id><published>2005-01-24T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T13:55:04.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. i found my prefect photo. hahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/prefect2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahaa.. big big. tts me. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. got ready for my hols. kinda excited but sad at the same time. haix. cannot meet my baby. and my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 321px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00334.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my travel bag and caps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 321px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00335.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 423px; height: 319px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00336.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents' luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 426px; height: 321px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00338.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tings for my friends. my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad. sad. okay, goin out wit shena later, after tt meet my mum. buy some tings for hols. aite. wanna sidai baju. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110654610462555043?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110654610462555043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110654610462555043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110654610462555043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110654610462555043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/okay_24.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110645824526418849</id><published>2005-01-23T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T13:33:03.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. sunday. heh. goin hols in 3 more days. aww. gonna miss my baby. sobx. hehe. okay. today my whole family is crashing down in my hse. gonna karaoke. hahaha. im not! hmm. we'll see. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a blast! went on a triple date. wit me and sharil, shena and irwan and anisah and nizam. my baby was so hot y'day. girls were staring at him. hrmph. he's mine!! u girls get out the way! bluek! hehee. okay. we went to nanyang poly for their open hse. hehee. we went to the nursing department. hehee. wen the teacher told us abt pregnancy and stuff, the boys were like.. ouh no.. hahahaa. and at the end of the talk, my baby said he dont wan to have sex. hahahaha. like duh sayang. later la. wen insyaallah we get married. hehee. perasan eh i. hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the talk, we planned to go to town. anisah and nizam backed off cos shs's werking and he needs to get some sleep. hehe. so left the two dates to town. got dwn at somerset. went to 7-11. bought some green tea and my baby bought me forero roches again. haix. enuf sayang. hehee. but thanx baby! hehe. headed off to hmv. got a call from my mum, she said she was at orchard too. well well. my parents were dating at town. wah. like she knew i was goin on a date. hehee. okay. went to hmv. my baby was surveying loads of cds. me and shena surveyed on shoes wen my baby's friends were coming. waited for them outside hmv. met zahari and nadia. another couple. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna eat and i was blardy hungry. wt do u expect? its 4.30pm. planned to eat at cuppage. but the malay shop was closed. grr. so we planned to eat at bk. shena backed out cos she wanna have a stroll at orchard. so we ate at bk. talked to nadia and got to noe her better. honestly, i had great laughs at bk. and sayang! how can u blame me for wat happened at the movies. regarding the "ass hole"! hehee. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shena wanna continue her walking. so at the end i went home first wit my baby. zahari and nadia went hmv and shena wit her irwan. got to hug my baby loads of times. hehe. so happy! hey, of course! im not goin to meet my baby next week. sobx. im overseas.. he's in s'pore. sobx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oopps. my uncles and aunties have reached. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110645824526418849?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110645824526418849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110645824526418849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110645824526418849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110645824526418849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/okay_23.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110631685801399430</id><published>2005-01-21T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T22:14:18.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. done wit my day. pheeww.. tiring day. urgh. day was great. but tired. i cooked some dishes. hehe. okay. its a team. but im really tired. i do have some pics. but do click the link to see more of my taken pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 471px; HEIGHT: 313px" height="341" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00295.jpg" width="502" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me. in hindi clothes line. hur. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 474px; HEIGHT: 297px" height="341" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00305.jpg" width="519" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. some games invented my auntie. go abg yan! recognise the girl? its ila, my adorable couzy! hehe. laugh at ila in skool once u've seen tis! haha. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 480px; HEIGHT: 310px" height="328" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00313.jpg" width="513" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one tiring day. tis was how we looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/osi.jsp?i=EeAMnDZmycuG7jg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more pics ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. byee! hahahaa. nite nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110631685801399430?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110631685801399430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110631685801399430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110631685801399430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110631685801399430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/okay_21.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110621211069695419</id><published>2005-01-20T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T17:08:30.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. its been awhile i guess. haix. loads of tings happened. i got weird calls by laods of peeps. all guys. and some old lady and an old man. wtf? im terribly disturbed now. any number i dont even recognise i guess im gonna divert it to my sayang's phone. grr. blardy hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of problems cramping in. tinking abt my friend's dilemma. lets just hush it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's hari raya aidiladha. celebrating my baby couz's, putra syahril, b'dae celebration. doing some thankful reciting at my granny's hse. get tis, me and my couzy are wearing punjabi suit, not the pants type uh, the skirt type. damn! hahahaa. its gonna be blardy hot tmr. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. my baby's goin home at 5.30pm today! yeay! im so happie! can call him later. heh. disturb him uh. hehee. meeting him on saturday. goin for nanyang poly open house. me, shena and anisah.. wit our respective boyfriends, sharil, irwan and nizam. nyahahhahaa. probably goin *dating* after tt. heh. ishk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought my baby a gift. wanna surprise him on sat. heh. okay okay. its a blue checkered collar shirt. size L. heh. he kinda knew it already. so just post it. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goin. wanna help my mum. we're crashing the kitchen! gonna bake some tart. heh. fruit tart. for tmr's event. i did my part. i went to run errands for today's recipe ay! hehe. wit shena. hehee. we had fun searching for just plain flour at redman today. hahahaha. okay okay. enuf ya. byee! ouh. thanx for accompanying me shena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110621211069695419?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110621211069695419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110621211069695419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110621211069695419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110621211069695419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/okay_20.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110596729674271631</id><published>2005-01-17T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T21:08:16.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to my sayang.&lt;br /&gt;i noe u're disappointed cos u were asked to drop the firefighter course over a reason of ur poor eyesight. sayang, its not ur fault. and dont be so disappointed or even cry over it. i noe u r very2 sad cos all ur dreams are shattered in instant. u didnt plan it to happen sayang. its just fate that happened. and maybe u're not destined to become a firefighter. but nvr sad. there r many other posts that requires u in. and there're other post that strictly be the one u love to be in. its not ur fault. and i noe u plead to ur sir to give u a chance. sayang, bygones are bygones. stay strong and i have faith tt u'll be in other best posts other than ers and firefighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not disappointed in you. i noe at first u were meant to be in firefighter due to ur height, qualifications and physically fit. but its just ur eyesight is standing ur way. and u must nvr put ur poor eyesight as an excuse. im not feeling less proud of u. im always proud of u. u can overcome torture and i noe u have the physical ability. with tt, u have many ways of getting into some best posts in civil defence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you for who u are. not for ur status. and if u fail to achieve someting u really want to do, i'll be there for you. i'll lend my shoulders for u to cry on. how much disappointment u feel, is the same pain i overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sweetie pie. take care k baby? i love you. muackies. be happie and stay strong sayang. stay positive k baby? love you loads. and again, u're NOT a loser nor a failure. u are not! tink positive and u'll be fine. =) love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110596729674271631?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110596729674271631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110596729674271631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110596729674271631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110596729674271631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/to-my-sayang.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110593634828523014</id><published>2005-01-17T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T12:32:28.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay ppl. pls admire my hair for the very last time. why? gonna cut it tonite. and yeah. gonna look different. muahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110593634828523014?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110593634828523014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110593634828523014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110593634828523014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110593634828523014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/okay-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110585069758853082</id><published>2005-01-16T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T12:44:57.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>urgh. my parents are goin to marriage ceromany like now. my whole family insisted me to come along. i was like - NO! heh. me and syikin aint goin. maybe later i'll be hanging out at her hse later. accompanying her wen she's doin her hw. its a maybe ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. yesterday wen to my religious class. met shena and sakinah at the mosque. get tis, we were blardy early! hahahaa. first time! class starts at 6pm. we reached ard 5.30pm. hahaha. okay. i was in secondary level. so my class is sec3/4. we're the only class of sec 3 and the only class wit female students. no guys. kewl. heheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get into the classroom wit my 2 sidekicks. our teachers for tis semester will be ustaz bahrululum. unique name aint it? and ustazah jamilah. okay. kinda shock to have the ustaz as my teacher. sheesh. hahahaa. and the same old break the ice session. suck! hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well. class ended at 9. went to my granny's hse after tt. ate, and chill wit my uncles, watching soccer. haha. a shocker. i began to enjoy it. hahahaa. okay. unusual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home ard 10.45pm. *yawns* chatted wit my baby till ard 2am in the morning, wen i started to spilt out nonsense from my mouth. u noe, wen we're kinda sleepy, our minds flew to no where. hahaha. it happened. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. doin absolutely noting. hehe. urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, my baby is calling me! okay bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110585069758853082?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110585069758853082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110585069758853082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110585069758853082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110585069758853082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110576978656311429</id><published>2005-01-15T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T14:16:26.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. hehee. today, im so happy! practically no reason. hehee. and im feeling full of love babey! hehee. okay okay. i have my baby's new pics. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 384px; HEIGHT: 225px" height="243" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00200.jpg" width="466" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up close. get personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 385px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="274" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00211.jpg" width="435" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my laptop! heh. loads of shortcuts. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 385px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="350" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00218.jpg" width="467" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and sharil. hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 386px; HEIGHT: 274px" height="298" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00219.jpg" width="459" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat issit now sayang? pose properly la! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="490" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00220.jpg" width="376" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh. so emo. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangerously in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you&lt;br /&gt;You are my life&lt;br /&gt;My happiest moments weren't complete&lt;br /&gt;If you weren't by my side&lt;br /&gt;You're my relation&lt;br /&gt;In connection to the sun&lt;br /&gt;With you next to me&lt;br /&gt;There's no darkness I can't overcome&lt;br /&gt;You are my raindrop&lt;br /&gt;I am the sea&lt;br /&gt;With you and God, who's my sunlight&lt;br /&gt;I bloom and grow so beautifully&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm so proud&lt;br /&gt;So proud to be your girl&lt;br /&gt;You make the confusion&lt;br /&gt;Go all away&lt;br /&gt;From this cold and messed up world&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with you&lt;br /&gt;You set me free&lt;br /&gt;I can't do this thing&lt;br /&gt;Called life without you here with me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm Dangerously In Love with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll never leave&lt;br /&gt;Just keep lovin' me&lt;br /&gt;The way I love you loving me&lt;br /&gt;And I know you love me&lt;br /&gt;Love me for who I am&lt;br /&gt;Cause years before I became who I am&lt;br /&gt;Baby you were my man&lt;br /&gt;I know it ain't easy&lt;br /&gt;Easy loving me&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate the love and dedication&lt;br /&gt;From you to me&lt;br /&gt;Later on in my destiny&lt;br /&gt;I see myself having your child&lt;br /&gt;I see myself being your wife&lt;br /&gt;And I see my whole future in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Thought of all my love for you&lt;br /&gt;sometimes make me wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;Realize all my blessings&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful&lt;br /&gt;To have you by my side&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see your face&lt;br /&gt;My heart smiles&lt;br /&gt;Every time it feels so good&lt;br /&gt;It hurts sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Created in this world&lt;br /&gt;To love and to hold&lt;br /&gt;To feel&lt;br /&gt;To breathe&lt;br /&gt;To love you&lt;br /&gt;Dangerously in love&lt;br /&gt;Can't do this thing&lt;br /&gt;I love you , I love you, I love you&lt;br /&gt;I'll never leave&lt;br /&gt;Just keep on loving me&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I can not do&lt;br /&gt;I cannot do anything without you in my life&lt;br /&gt;Holding me, kissing me, loving me&lt;br /&gt;Dangerously&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;Dangerously in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh. feel the love babey! hahaha. okay. gave my baby a big hug *hug*. he managed to get into firefighter. book in monday morning at civil defence academy. get torture for 3 mths. heh. but syg, okay pe. i noe u're rather disappointed cos u didnt get into ERS. its okay. firefighter is 2nd best. aite baby? nanti i bakar umah i, u come and save me k syg? hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. after 3 mths, my baby's gonna be posted to some fire station in s'pore. heh. firefighter seh! hehee. bangge i. hahahaa. u can save ppl. heh. u'll do good deeds. nyahaha. muackies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. gotta go. wanna cut my hair. post y'all my new hairstyle later. muackies to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shena, jgn gaduh2 lagi k? i dont wan u to be sad. shena, if u have any doubts, ckp ngan dier. dont keep running away from it. express it all out. i try to help u wenever i can. even sharil gave some helping hand. i cant really help u fully tau shena, its up to u to change the whole concept of ur relationship. klau kau takut in some sense, blang dier and let him noe. dont keep it to urself and tk uat ape2 to change. okay? im here to help as much as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anisah, have faith in him k? u've gone so long wit him and dont shatter it all off. u said i dont have so much problems wit sharil, i do my dear. tapi kite try to understand each other and our needs in our relationship. so. kau must stay strong and trust him k? u understand him better than i do cos u're his gerl, so show it to him and make him appreciate u more. k? try talk tings out. i'll help u as much as i can too. aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care my gerlfriends. our bfs get along real fine. and u guys must get along wit ur respective bfs and work tings out. love y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110576978656311429?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110576978656311429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110576978656311429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110576978656311429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110576978656311429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110568242936387422</id><published>2005-01-14T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T14:01:37.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my baby boy's sick! gosh. and he still went to camp. cos he wanna noe his posting i guess. and if he will be transfer to ers, or firefighter, he need to bring home all his stuff from camp. okay. haix. do want him to take care. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. today is completely boring! my gosh. im doing aniting, only slave ard wit my cam and laptop. okay. guess wat? my cam cant upload pics to my laptop! sheesh. i guess it had enuf of my face. u tink? i tink too. heh. okay. my dad gonna sort tings out later. i guess the usb cable is having some problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later. goin out wit my mum. wanna change the money rate of ringgit malaysia. goin hol in 26. dont miss me y'all! hehee. bluek. just got the info im goin there for 6 days. so i'll be bck by monday evening. its. erm. 31 january. nearly 1 week there. okay. i tink i'll be home sick. hahahaaa. miss my friends and my sayang loads. hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to buy some souveniers for them. its tradition rite? hehe. since my friends bought me some stuffs from overseas. last year wen i last visited kl, i bought my friends.. tees. roxy, levis, diesel. yup. still remember. spend a bomb for them. heh. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. no more say. heh. snoop dogg! skinny hottie. bluek. hahahaa. okay okay. i kinda have preference of skinny and tall guy. hehee. tt answer ur question. my boyfriend. heh. skinny and tall. hahahaa. okay. its a compliment k sayang. heh. muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh.. before i forget. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUDAK! nyahahahaha! okay. FARKHAN! hehehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110568242936387422?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110568242936387422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110568242936387422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110568242936387422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110568242936387422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-baby-boys-sick-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110563483650922635</id><published>2005-01-14T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T00:47:16.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baby. sorry k? thanx baby. love you loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. hmm.. hehee. thurs. went out wit my parents. and yeah. took pics of my day. hehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 365px; HEIGHT: 263px" height="284" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00159.jpg" width="383" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehee. mrt station. jurong east. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 357px; HEIGHT: 262px" height="290" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00161.jpg" width="410" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obvious enuf? hehee. jurong east. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 359px; HEIGHT: 259px" height="292" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00162.jpg" width="391" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my daddy! hehee. train. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 364px; HEIGHT: 257px" height="293" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00163.jpg" width="364" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy! hehee. train.o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 367px; HEIGHT: 302px" height="323" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00164.jpg" width="379" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese garden view. heh. train. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 365px; HEIGHT: 265px" height="285" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00165.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banquet. jurong point. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 361px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="250" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00168.jpg" width="359" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a break. andersen's ice cream. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 364px; HEIGHT: 266px" height="313" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00170.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staring ard. hehee. jurong pt. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 366px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="297" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00172.jpg" width="378" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy! hehe. jurong pt. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 369px; HEIGHT: 253px" height="308" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00174.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sweet. i wan ice cream! heh. jurong pt. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 373px; HEIGHT: 237px" height="310" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00175.jpg" width="439" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banana spilt! yummy. andersen's. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 379px; HEIGHT: 255px" height="273" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00171.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tempting. yum. jurong pt. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 378px; HEIGHT: 274px" height="322" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00160.jpg" width="440" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going home. jurong east station. o5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 377px; HEIGHT: 227px" height="294" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00176.jpg" width="442" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical s'poreans after werking. rushing here n there! jurong east station. o5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 382px; HEIGHT: 237px" height="304" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00178.jpg" width="470" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in taxi. goin home! heh. taxi. o5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. my day! hehee. am i making ppl jealous abt my new cam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110563483650922635?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110563483650922635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110563483650922635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110563483650922635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110563483650922635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/baby.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110555171458131437</id><published>2005-01-13T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T01:41:54.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well guys. i need tis entry to express my heart. well. its kinda mushy. u may skip tis entry if its rather disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my dearest.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to tell you tis but i guessed tis is a better way. sayang. firstly i wanna say tt i love you. i really do. and these days im really happy cos u'll be able to go home after a day at camp. and u can talk to me every nite tis week. but sayang, i hope i didnt offend you. i dont wanna. u said everytime tt i sounded rather unhappy wenever u made a decision to go to bed early. im fine wit tt. but u said certain tings tt made me feel tt im at fault to ur tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang, i didnt mean to write tis so tt u'll appreciate me more. but, ive been making tis vow to wait for u till wenever u're done wit recruit life. and late wednesday nite, i waited for u to sleep. i listened every breath u breathe and i wait until u actually wake up. and u did. and i tink i did someting good by proving to u im waiting for u. but pls sayang, dont make me feel tt im the cause of wat u're experiencing now. and if u dont wanna appreciate wat im doin, i dont mind. i just dont want you to make me fall so low. tt's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang, i hope i didnt hurt u. im sorry if i did. i was rather hurt wenevr u put me at the position where i was to blame. sayang, if u dont get wat i mean, its okay. but, i was just trying to make u feel better. if i dont, tell me. and i will not disturb u for few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well. sayang. it doesnt matter. is just tt i was rather hurt and had no one to express it to. except my girls. but i guess by writing, it will make me feel better. sayang, im sorie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110555171458131437?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110555171458131437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110555171458131437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110555171458131437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110555171458131437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/well-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110552835194072191</id><published>2005-01-12T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T01:25:57.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aite. finally! the digicam is in my hands! i can operate it s-m-o-o-t-h-l-y! woohoo. muahaha. u guessed it. i took loads of my pics. wat can i say? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aite. gonna sample y'all wit my pics from my new cam. *beware. its not tt nice. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 349px; HEIGHT: 243px" height="288" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00062.jpg" width="481" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me. me. crib. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 348px; HEIGHT: 262px" height="311" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00063.jpg" width="383" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me. again. crib. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 347px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="290" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00077.jpg" width="372" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beware the other side of me. crib. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 347px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="341" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00091.jpg" width="401" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glossy me. muacks. crib o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 254px" height="293" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00103.jpg" width="439" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;messy me. neat me up. crib o5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 352px; HEIGHT: 238px" height="315" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00120.jpg" width="439" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. sweetie me. bluek. security blanket. o5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 358px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="322" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00123.jpg" width="372" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sony. take me away. security blanket. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 360px; HEIGHT: 254px" height="304" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00143.jpg" width="416" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sony. take me far apart. security blanket. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 364px; HEIGHT: 250px" height="348" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/kingbubble/DSC00147.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uuu.. weeee.. lalalalala. bluek. hehee. security blanket. o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. enuf. 9 pics. e rest only my baby can see. hahahahaa. heheheee.. i tink tis cam is much more clearer. cool. hehee. aite aite. happy! hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out wit shena for lunch at np. yeah. we talked and expressed out views abt loads of tings. hehee. we were having so much fun. she came over my hse after tt, and yeah. both of us started off the veinity segment. hehehee. at 5. shena's bf came over. as he live just infront of my block. muahaha. and the both of them took pics together. cant publish it. hehehee. shena's shy. heheee. and yeah. they've gone hm. and my mum is sitting in front of me now, staring at my face. muahahaa. hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby is coming home! hehee. aite. good news. he passed his ippt test in ns. and those ppl who passed the test, were allowed to go home. probably from now onwards, he just need to be in camp from 8am - 5pm. and yeah. hehee. im happie! wen he told me he was on his way bck y'day, i was like, wat? sayang, dont bluff me. but now, i believe! hehehee.. im soooo happy! can talk to him every nite! hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. okay. heheee. thanx y'all for spamming my taggy! keep on spamming! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110552835194072191?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110552835194072191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110552835194072191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110552835194072191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110552835194072191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/aite.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110542349623218131</id><published>2005-01-11T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T14:04:56.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tis is practically sad. hahaha. my dad bought a digicam yesterday. share wit my dad 50/50. but, he paid first. nyahaha. aite. we're still struggling to operate tis cam. its so sad. its a handycam. well. its cool! hehee. took couples of pics of myself *as usual, but i just cant seem to upload it to my laptop. sad. hehee. i guess i need my uncle's help. hehee. okay. gonna wait till he comes over my crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess the pc had enuf of my face.&lt;br /&gt;muahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planning goin kl on the 26 jan. bye bye! hehehee. aite. okay. tis hol is for my parents for werking so hard. i guess they need the time out. hmm. gonna record my footage of the destination wit my new cam! muahahahaa. heheee. gonna burn vcd wit it. so i can view it anytime as memento. yeah. hol lasts for 5 days. goin on wed to sun. gonna miss my baby. i guess i can msg him from kl. but only a few msges. the cost of one msg from overseas is such a bomb. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping! woohoo. malaysia is such a bargain. love the shopping paradise to bits. especially mid valley! i can eat loads of sushi and tempayaki. woohoo! yum yum. such a paradise. hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. stop eating already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna take a shower again. just did housewerk and im so blardy full of dust! urgh! hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110542349623218131?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110542349623218131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110542349623218131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110542349623218131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110542349623218131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/tis-is-practically-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110528040800696752</id><published>2005-01-09T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T22:20:08.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my total update. check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday.&lt;br /&gt;went out wit my baby! heh. i was so happie! heh. met him ard 11am. at yishun. i was kinda lazy to go out from yishun. he came to my hometown just to meet me; despite the rain and strong wind. aww baby. love you. such a sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;bought movie tix to "meet the fockers". nyahaha. funnie movie. started at 1.20. so wit 2hr to spare, we went for b'fast/lunch. hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;watched the movie. laughing like such a mad cow, met my couzy, syikin, after the movie. she was planning to buy some stuff for skool. met her outside ocbc, and she could locate me despite the crowd. cos she could see my baby. he's tall. hahahaa. she was hungry, so we settled her for some curly fries. and me stuffed some prosperity burger, shared wit my baby.&lt;br /&gt;she thot of meeting her chat friend. uhum.. hehehee.. but, he wasnt free. he called my hp to talk to her like so long. even after my baby went home! hehehee. its ok. my phone is incoming free all day and nite. so buzz me anitime! hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;okay. bought her stuff. the trios were so crazy in popular. my baby and couzy kept bullying me! hehehee. but i love them to bits! hehehee. sweet ppl. heh.&lt;br /&gt;accompanied my baby to public carpark. gave him a tight hug. *hug* and he went hm. i went home wit my couzy. reached our grandma's place ard 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday.&lt;br /&gt;today. woke up ard 9. waited for my baby to call. and he called as he promised! love you! heh. we chatted till ard 11. and my sis couzy, yana, came to use the comp. aite. after she was done, both of us went out to jurong point. so, we were enjoying ourselves to bits. my couzy was looking ard guys, heh. sayang, i tk ngok tau! hehee.&lt;br /&gt;went home. chatted wit my baby. he booked in today. so wanna hear his voice. hehe. miss him to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's in now. so. yup. conferencing wit my girls later. hehe. love you loads sayang. meet u again tis weekend. muackies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110528040800696752?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110528040800696752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110528040800696752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110528040800696752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110528040800696752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-total-update.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110507647982663829</id><published>2005-01-07T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T13:41:19.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what is the need to go dere? darn. okay. told y'all i went for dinner at royal plaza hotel on scotts just last sunday. okay. i found it was such a waste of money. 120++ bucks for the three members of my family. okay. today, im goin again wit my uncle and auntie. when i wanna back out, my mom insisted me to come along. sheessh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix. just no comment for it. haix. my dad wanna introduced my uncle to the "hotel way of eating"?! ishk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. we shall not continue the topic. it makes me really sick at the heart. hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeay! todae my dearest is coming back from camp todae! heheheee. he will be unless he was given to do guard duty - again. darn. he cant promise me anyting. haix. sobx. miss him to bits. urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked rather different after being to ns. hahahaa. his hands are full of lumpy veins. hahahaa. its seen! hehehee.. looked very fierce. hahahaa. the way he talked is rather different too. i tink after being screaming to the sore of their throat. they talked rather different. hahahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh! need to find outfit to wear tonite! haix. probably my pink outfit. again. haix. wit my jeans and white handbag. okay. settled. stop tinking abt tonite. buffet.. buffet.. 41bucks per head. lush tables and chair.. waiters.. miss, ur drink.. miss, can i have ur plate? miss, will u like our customised made juices? miss, will u like any side desserts? miss here.. miss dere. salad. beef. seafood. sushi.. satay. nasi lemak. pastry. cakes. breads. ouh god. i LOVE blue cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pimples in my forehead. urgh! its such a sickening experience. and tmr, ive religious class. sec 3/4. well. well. who would have guessed? me and my 2 beloved friends are in the same class. hahahahaa. the same old and noisy shena, sakinah and me! hahahaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i passed my arabic exam. hahahahahaa.. me, shena n sakinah. haahhahahaa. gosh. shocking. heheheee. *cos we didnt study for it. hahahahaa. and the 3 of us got more than 35 marks for it over 60. hahahahahaa.. funnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i talked alot. abt my past and stuff. shut! hahahahaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110507647982663829?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110507647982663829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110507647982663829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110507647982663829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110507647982663829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-is-need-to-go-dere-darn.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110490681835676156</id><published>2005-01-05T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T14:33:38.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uncle. can i have my digital cam back? im so in need of it right now. why? u noe me. i have tis stupid habit of taking pics of myself. urgh. can i have it? pls pls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaa. im so missing my cam. urgh. e desire of taking pics of myself is upgrading now. urgh. heheheee.. my uncle needs it to take pics of his new house. urgh. urgh. hehehehee.. gotta be patient. heard my dad wanna buy me new digi cam wit video cam. hahahaaa. sony 3.0 megapixels. woohhoo.. heheheee.. im so gonna lay my fingers on tt! i will! heheheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's outing wit my gerls was totally dope - as usual. met zulaika in front of our ex- skool. hahahaaa. met the makcik at the stall. she remembers me! hehehee. she remembers im waiting for my os. hahahahaa. so kewl. heheheee. met some of the teachers. nyahahahaa. they were like, " huh? oh its you guys. hahahahaa" ok fine. they remember us. hahahaa. cos we were like the loud grp in skool. aside from the braders. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get tangled up in me.&lt;br /&gt;wanna noe more more more abt me?&lt;br /&gt;im e gerl who kicked tt coke machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaa. watever huda. bluek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e skool now is like so nice. renovations are like quite done. urgh. feel like goin in and storms the whole population and make the crowd goes wild. hahahaaa. NOT. heheehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna meet my malay teacher. but. she was transferred. wanna say thank you for teaching me and let me achieved to get a1 for malay. hrmph. she's gone. ishk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. todae. my dad is sick. just cooked for my dad. and he ate and ate his medicine. now, he's sleeping and resting. gonna check how's he goin on. i just stuffed in sandwiches. yum. favourite. maybe meeting my mum later. after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110490681835676156?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110490681835676156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110490681835676156' 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wat am i gonna wear? probably my pink outfit. pink. heheheee. and my white bag. yup. hehehee.. yesterday was a full day wit my auntie and mum. heheheee.. we went to jurong [near my dearest's camp] heheheheee.. bought myself a shirt. wanna buy tis shoe. but too bad, no size. sobx. hehehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to orchard, heheee.. centrepoint.. bought my bag dere. woohoo. hehee.. wanna pampered myself. wit my own money okay.. heheheee.. and went to specialists' centre after tt. woohoo..  heheee.. well. yup. it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proceed to bishan. met my dad. saw tis cool outfit at samuel and keith. my gawd. its nice! 33 bucks. my mum said we're goin to see it again tis friday. cant wait. its blardy nice. hahahaaa. i noe. im kinda spendthrift. but! its just once a year. hehehee.. my baby's goin to scream at me for spending too much. hahahaa. hrmph. hehehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. its 12.35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8928538.post-110464953773762354</id><published>2005-01-02T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T15:05:37.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saturday:&lt;br /&gt;nyahahaha. loving tis lovely life of mine. heheee. went out wit my baby yesterday. weeee.. hehehee.. aite aite. wanna noe if i ride on his bike. the answer is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa. okok. i aint a scardy cat. hehehee. met him at np. asked him to put on my helmet for me. awww.. so manje. heheheee. den off to ps. heheee. hug him so tightly during the ride. heheheee. he was feeling cold so i rub his tummy. heheheee. sayang sayang. heheheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. reached ps. parked his bike and off to gv. purchased our tix. watched kung fu hustle. cool movie. such a hilarious piece of movie. hahahaa. ate at ljs. heheee. get to feed my baby. yum. heehee. so cute wen he's munching his food and gimme tis cute look. hahaahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after movie, we just walked ard ps and lastly have a good walk at fort canning. hahahaa. heheheee. went bck home ard 7.30. gave my baby a good smooch and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out wit my family. hahahaaa. it seems im so busy ya. heheheee. hmm. went to my auntie's shop at sembawang. she's selling malay food. den after a quick bite, we went to lau pa sat and ate satay. damn. im fat. i guess i am. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ard 11 plus. reached home. have a quick shower and sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheee..&lt;br /&gt;interesting saturday. happie new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday:&lt;br /&gt;okok. today's plan. im goin out to royal hotel on scotts to have my dinner. tis is a present for my mom. and yup. we're celebrating dere. lush furnitures and nice dress. urgh. do tis for my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8928538-110464953773762354?l=queen-bubble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/feeds/110464953773762354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8928538&amp;postID=110464953773762354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110464953773762354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8928538/posts/default/110464953773762354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queen-bubble.blogspot.com/2005/01/saturday-nyahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>::quEenbuBble::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526835532341217602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8928538.post-110446880043743225</id><published>2004-12-31T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T12:53:20.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so. feeling unfair. really. he was posted to do another guard duty tonite. and our plans to overnite was cancelled. he's goin to meet me tmr only. and shena is feeling rather down cos my guy will not show up. haix. now. everybody has no mood. especially me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well. kite merancang, tuhan menentukan. i guess i gotta be patient. and all tis happened for a reason. who noes it'll be a great experience next time. probably tmr then i can have a good time wit him. he said he wanna buy me someting to replace the lost feelings i have today. haix. i asked him not to. argh. im in such a dilemma position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. proceeding to plan, he asked me to go on wit the plan. overnite if i wan to. haix. how can i overnite w/o him ard. and ya. ouh well. im goin home later at 1am i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang. pls. dont buy me any gifts. ok? no need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 jan. coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new resolutions of 2005&lt;br /&gt;- get a job ; fast&lt;br /&gt;- save money&lt;br /&gt;- once i had a job, share my money wit my parents.&lt;br /&gt;- do more religious activity.&lt;br /&gt;- behave like a 16 year old.&lt;br /&gt;- be matured during religious class cos im sec 3 in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;- do my part in donations and helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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