<?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-8185175361770716879</id><updated>2011-08-01T19:03:33.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nineteenninetyfive</title><subtitle type='html'>imperfect perfections</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-9055977530984144670</id><published>2010-10-13T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T03:34:01.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW (:</title><content type='html'>this is weird. yesterday three people visited my blog. HAH. pathetic three. but im happy enough.&lt;br /&gt;^_^ ohh, and HI dead blog. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-9055977530984144670?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/9055977530984144670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/10/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/9055977530984144670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/9055977530984144670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/10/wow.html' title='WOW (:'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-4485237386628666885</id><published>2010-10-01T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T08:03:32.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LETS SEE.</title><content type='html'>ohh, YAY im blogging again. hah. but not for long, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;so, i've finally come to a conclusion that i'm actually starting to like NCC. ohh well. rather than hate it for life, rytee? (: aiya.&lt;br /&gt;and, now is the exam period. like, OHMYGOD. i think im gonna fail. say, amath? (:&lt;br /&gt;kayy, thats all for now. lazy uhq. maybe next time i'll check on this irrititang thingy. buhbyee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-4485237386628666885?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/4485237386628666885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/10/lets-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/4485237386628666885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/4485237386628666885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/10/lets-see.html' title='LETS SEE.'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-7002037575986775573</id><published>2010-04-04T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T08:05:04.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friends for life</title><content type='html'>Written with a pen,&lt;br /&gt;sealed with a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;If you are my friend,&lt;br /&gt;answer me this:&lt;br /&gt;"are we friends or not?"&lt;br /&gt;You told me once,&lt;br /&gt;but i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;So tell me once more,&lt;br /&gt;and tell me true,&lt;br /&gt;so i can say:&lt;br /&gt;"i'm here for you,"&lt;br /&gt;and if i die before you do,&lt;br /&gt;i'll go to heaven and wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate friends,&lt;br /&gt;but do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-7002037575986775573?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/7002037575986775573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/04/friends-for-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/7002037575986775573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/7002037575986775573'/><link 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luh'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-8290855693978941836</id><published>2010-02-09T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T06:02:06.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh no.</title><content type='html'>come on ppl! valentines day is comin! gosh... its so scary when time goes by so fast. haiz... anws, this is gonna be a really short post. just wanna say HI ! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-8290855693978941836?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/8290855693978941836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/8290855693978941836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/8290855693978941836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-no.html' title='oh no.'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-8229396553730197355</id><published>2010-02-06T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T21:22:06.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OISHI!</title><content type='html'>awesome news! i got to go to japan! hahaha... but the process to be able to go there ain't easy. must make mrs yeo trust that we deserve to go. ainks... not that simple huh? n we (sec 3s) have to make sourvenirs for the japanese ppl. then the sec 4s will plan on a performance to perform there. tsk... its so difficult just to go to japan. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-8229396553730197355?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/8229396553730197355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/02/oishi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/8229396553730197355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/8229396553730197355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/02/oishi.html' title='OISHI!'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-6575660571284991150</id><published>2010-02-06T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T21:05:21.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its called love</title><content type='html'>here i am blogging again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;swear Im startin to hate school. firstly, coz of Math teacher. secondly, coz of NCC. thirdly, coz of homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Math teacher just sucks. Ms Leow. everytime someone didnt do or bring&amp;nbsp;their homework, she will apparently start nagging n blah blah blah... no wonder she's still single. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NCC &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;" S.U.C.K.S!! esp now that we hv a new sir. mr Seah. he looks super gross! even Robert Pattinson looks WAY better than him uh. SERIOUSLY. the first time he was in charge of our PT, he wore this shirt with HOLES. basically you can see thru it luh. can imagine?! n he was also wearing FBT shorts. REALLY short. ugh.. i do not wish to elaborate any further. anws, i really&amp;nbsp;miss mdm Heryani!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homeworks? yeah, yeah. as usual. piles of em. uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personal life. lots more.&lt;br /&gt;there is this awesomely cute, cool n wickedly&amp;nbsp;multi talented guy. ah. couldnt be better man. i just cant believe i've fallen for em. there is this mushy, shitty feeling in me that just constantly grows whenever we meet. maybe im gettin a lil too much? i wont tell who. coz its too embarrassing. wanna know more? come find me. stalkers allowed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-6575660571284991150?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/6575660571284991150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-called-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/6575660571284991150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/6575660571284991150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-called-love.html' title='its called love'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-1770534521236874149</id><published>2010-01-05T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:06:41.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one.</title><content type='html'>day one was of sec 3 was okay. except i dont like the fact that Vinod n some other monkeys are in my class. damn lah. they just cant stop talking. but its actually better than being in such a quiet class. haiz... anws, i like my new class. 3e4. n Ms Rab is our form teacher. so she is kinda slack. (x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-1770534521236874149?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/1770534521236874149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/01/one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/1770534521236874149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/1770534521236874149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/01/one.html' title='one.'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-2306497157551461695</id><published>2010-01-03T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T02:52:49.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>scary-tastic</title><content type='html'>so i guess this is it. officially e last day of hols. haiz... so sad that now i cant go out everyday, cant watch movies n just simply slack around. damn. this yr cant slack anymore huh? must start studyin for O Levels. argh. but what i'm REALLY lookin forward to this yr in sch is e results to go to Japan. i wanna go!! its a once in a lifetime opportunity n my dad allowed me to go... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i wont be bloggin that much when sch re opens. i really miss my pri sch days. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-2306497157551461695?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/2306497157551461695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/01/scary-tastic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/2306497157551461695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/2306497157551461695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/01/scary-tastic.html' title='scary-tastic'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-3084151164936074212</id><published>2010-01-03T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:17:52.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love you, love you not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;i know last time i've said those three words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;but it's now&amp;nbsp;long gone, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;so pls stop buggin my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;stop bein my vampire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;n just stop thinkin bout me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;i love you no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;forever n ever i guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;dont wait for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;coz it'll only be a waste of time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;i swear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-3084151164936074212?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/3084151164936074212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-you-love-you-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3084151164936074212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3084151164936074212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-you-love-you-not.html' title='love you, love you not'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-3645981100753386067</id><published>2010-01-01T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:28:40.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lil somethin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;MICHAEL JACKSON:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;His words are inspiring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;His actions make people believe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;His touch changes the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;His smile brings joy to the young and old,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;And his sweat is worth a million more than gold...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;He will forever be in our hearts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;as the world's KING OF POP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;And his music will never ever gonna stop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;(credits to SIRUI for the last line,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;and credits to MJ for the inspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;and credits to ME too!) XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-3645981100753386067?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/3645981100753386067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/01/lil-somethin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3645981100753386067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3645981100753386067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2010/01/lil-somethin.html' title='a lil somethin'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-2627446140632035982</id><published>2009-12-31T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T21:51:36.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year</title><content type='html'>YO PEOPLE! just wanna wish you all a happy new year n hv a jolly January! ^3^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-2627446140632035982?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-5005974359806532241</id><published>2009-12-30T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T00:44:55.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>impressions.</title><content type='html'>i get&amp;nbsp;kinda frustrated when people tell me what they think abt what im thinkin.&lt;br /&gt;last time, it used to be Abg (bro) who is always criticizing. he is always sayin that what i say is rubbish n stupid n crazy. but who cares? this is how i think n work. haiz... im juz plain bored.&lt;br /&gt;=_="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-5005974359806532241?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are places in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where people do not dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of rocket-powered unicorns and candy cane machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of magic water melon boats and musical baboons,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or teeny tiny trumpet players training pet raccoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes there are places in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where people deam up dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so simply un-fantastical and practical they seem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to lose all possibility of thinking SUPER things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of dancing wild animals with diamond-coated wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead, they dream of furniture,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of buying a new hat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of owning matching silverware...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Could you imagine that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead they&amp;nbsp;lay awake at night wishing for a car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not one that runs on jelly beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but one that's REG-U-LAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They dream of breakfast sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They dream of telephones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes they even dream of dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that aren't even their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes there are places in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where dreams are almost dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so please, my child, do&amp;nbsp;keep in mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;before you go to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to dream a dream as big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as big could ever dream to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then dream a dream ten times as big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as that one dream you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then once you've got that dream in mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please dream a million more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And not a million quiet dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a million dreams that ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a million dreams so loud they scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so loud they sing and shout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So super huge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They say, "hey world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;guess what im dreamin' bout"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im dreaming about everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that noone thought to wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dreams so big that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they've got dreams and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they've got dreams up under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please dream for those who've given up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for those who've never tried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please use your dreams to make new dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for all the dreams that died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;coz you're the one whose dreams can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whatever dreams you want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whose dreams can change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the way things are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the way that&amp;nbsp;things are not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and if they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that all your dreams are too big to come true,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you tell them what i told you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"that's what dreams are meant to do!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they're meant to to make you seem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as if you don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;up from down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because dreams are dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and that's why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dreams are worth having around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So when you think your dreaming's done,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just remember what i said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"close your eyes, my child,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and dream that perfect dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;inside your head"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE END (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-3635643617773080796?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.veryawesomeworld.com/awesomebook/inside.html' title='dream BIG.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/3635643617773080796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/12/dream-big.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3635643617773080796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3635643617773080796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/12/dream-big.html' title='dream BIG.'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-8782814065695591307</id><published>2009-12-24T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T22:43:56.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie maniac</title><content type='html'>guess wat! for TWO DAYS, i've watched FIVE MOVIES! it was terrific! hahahahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;firstly, christina n i went to &lt;a href="http://www.spca.org.sg/"&gt;SPCA&lt;/a&gt; to pay a visit to our cute friends there. then, we went to &lt;a href="http://www.plazasingapura.com.sg/"&gt;Plaza Singapura &lt;/a&gt;to watch &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Avatar&lt;/span&gt;. we used e GV free movie tickets that we won in this really random competition in &lt;a href="http://www.causewaypoint.com.sg/"&gt;Causeway Point &lt;/a&gt;held by &lt;a href="http://rp.sg/"&gt;Republic Poly&lt;/a&gt;. hahahahaha... we got in first place n that was wat we got. lolz. anw, Avatar is seriously great! but unfortunately Christina had to go back to CWP in e mid of e movie. haiz... but i got to watch e whole movie! :D then we met agn in CWP. walked ard n i bought e VCD e movie tat i hv been &lt;strong&gt;DYING&lt;/strong&gt; to watch. its called &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Knowing&lt;/span&gt;. actually there was alot more tat we did in CWP but i guess it will be too long. haha...&lt;br /&gt;anws, e next day, amirah n i went to watch e movie &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Alvin n The Chipmunks 2&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;AWESOMENESSSSS&lt;/span&gt;!!! then we went to e library n borrowed books n i renewed my library card. lol. then we went to a shop selling VCDs n DVDs that were on clearance sale. its great! n i bought another VCD called &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The Dark&lt;/span&gt;. scary movie but it was nice. ahahahaha... then at night i watched &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Santa Clause 3&lt;/span&gt; on TV. lol. so, i've watched 5 movies in total &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-8782814065695591307?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/8782814065695591307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/12/movie-maniac.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/8782814065695591307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/8782814065695591307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/12/movie-maniac.html' title='movie maniac'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-8840712490247144935</id><published>2009-12-24T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T22:13:28.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>be awesomely HAPPY ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;YAAAAAAAAAY&lt;/span&gt;! today is officially &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;CHRISTMASSSSS&lt;/span&gt;! ahahaha xD so happy. im actually in my dady's workplace rite now. kinda celebrating wif my family... heheee... anws, i wanna wish EVERYONE in e whole wide world &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;MERRY CHRITSMAS &amp;amp; AN AWESOME NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;! its celebration time! WOOOOHOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;sing with me! celebrate good times come on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-8840712490247144935?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/8840712490247144935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/12/be-awesomely-happy-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/8840712490247144935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/8840712490247144935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/12/be-awesomely-happy-d.html' title='be awesomely HAPPY ;D'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-5367958421885128705</id><published>2009-12-20T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T21:47:52.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>things that happened</title><content type='html'>hm... a few days ago, Christina, Khaliesha n me went to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Princess n The Frog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. SO TOUCHING! it was awesome ;D its abt a love story n revenge. its a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUST WATCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! so, go catch it aites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, yesterday, i followed my mommy go to do her facial at e New York Skin Solution thingy at Civic Centre. e place smells so nice! then everyone liked ashlynn (my niece). haiz... i felt so left out. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh n since CHRISTMAS is comin, i juz wanna wish to everyone a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPERLY AWESOME CHRISTMASSSS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WOOOOOOOTS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-5367958421885128705?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/5367958421885128705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-that-happened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5367958421885128705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5367958421885128705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-that-happened.html' title='things that happened'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-6885518933678324479</id><published>2009-12-14T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:22:52.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES tur dae</title><content type='html'>ok. here it goes. yesterday, i did went to watch Planet 51 wif Si Rui. lots of things happened (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of course&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). firstly, we were like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;10 MINUTES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for e movie coz of &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;SUPER loooooooooong&lt;/span&gt; queue. then, wen we &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; got into e theatre, someone else was sitting on e seats that WE were supposed to be seated. like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WHAT THE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*TOOT*?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but luckily we found other seats tat were available. e movie was really awesome ;D had so much fun. btw, its at &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;AMK Hub&lt;/span&gt;. ahahaha... then we went ard e place looking at unique stuff. n there was this shop tat sells vulgar signs. LOL. i do not wish to say wat kind of vulgar xD anws, aft tat, we went home coz it was already very l8. n we met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MS TAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (PE teacher). she was really friendly. we talked abt movies, sch, CCA n lots more...&lt;br /&gt;so, i juzt want to say tat &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT WAS AN AWESOME DAY n I LOVE YOU, SI RUI! ;3&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/8185175361770716879-6885518933678324479?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/6885518933678324479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-tur-dae.html#comment-form' title='0 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type='html'>hmm... u guys might hv noticed that i put F1 n Football links on my blog. that is coz i &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Formula One&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Football&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. so, do not be surprised ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-3785149949736658153?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/3785149949736658153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/12/links.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3785149949736658153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3785149949736658153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/12/links.html' title='links'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-1531221740072631069</id><published>2009-12-13T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:37:47.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>breakdown</title><content type='html'>kayy... erm... i haven't used my com for 2 wks. so im really HAPPY!! ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;alot of things happened while i was "gone". my sis went to Genting (without me) with her family. then... i watched my VERY FIRST official 3D movie! yup (: its A Christmas Carol. went with Amirah. n met lots of HAWT guys... @_@&lt;br /&gt;so today, im gonna watch another movie, Planet 51 with Si Rui. cant wait yo! goin to AMK Hub to watch it. n guess wat! yesterday i watched THREE movies back2back! firstly, Twilight. loved it so much! then Pink Panther 2. so HILARIOUS! then, What Happens In Vages. very touching! i watched e movies till 12+ AM! ahahaha... couldn't wake up e next mornin. but im used to it ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-1531221740072631069?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/1531221740072631069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/12/breakdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/1531221740072631069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/1531221740072631069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/12/breakdown.html' title='breakdown'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-6952941379464853070</id><published>2009-11-28T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T01:17:38.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>best wishes ^3^</title><content type='html'>so firstly, yesterday was Hari Raya Haji. my sis n her family came over to our house to celebrate a bit. then daddy n bro went to e mosque to do their Hari Raya n Fri prayers. then mommy, both my sis, ashlynn n me went to e mosque to collect e mutton (: haha.. it was really fun ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, is Yu An, Kok Tiam n Ms Nurul's bdae. juz wanna wish them HAPPY BIRTHDAY XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-6952941379464853070?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/6952941379464853070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-wishes-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/6952941379464853070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/6952941379464853070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-wishes-3.html' title='best wishes ^3^'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-5031091318432562622</id><published>2009-11-25T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T01:36:59.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED!</title><content type='html'>HI (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blogged today coz it was a weird day... its like time flies so long. unusual, huh? lol. i got to clean up my room n change my curtains (: its Hari Raya Haji tis Fri. haha.. juz gettin ready :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='BORED!'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-4826466072189292726</id><published>2009-11-22T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T05:08:49.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS.</title><content type='html'>okay... i know its been super long since i last blogged. coz im really bz. anws, ALOT of things happened. firstly, we had our NCC camp. it was AWESOMELY AWESOME! we had campfire, did CRC, flying fox, abseiling...&lt;br /&gt;then, christina, khaliesha n i went SPCA. cute animals. we go there once in every two wks. then went to orchard to buy my new wallet. its ADIDAS!! WOOHOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;haha... kk.. gtg (:&lt;br /&gt;*deejah(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-4826466072189292726?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/4826466072189292726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/11/holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/4826466072189292726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/4826466072189292726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/11/holidays.html' title='HOLIDAYS.'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-7960521535904187530</id><published>2009-10-30T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T03:37:49.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>;3</title><content type='html'>haha. very long nvr update sia...anws, IM BACK (:&lt;br /&gt;today is e last day of THE ACADEMIC YR (Mrs Yeo says). so, did ALOT of reflections (as usual), cleaning up (as usual) n e giving out of our report cards! my results were very unexpected. failed geog. but improved quite alot! haha. oh yeah... e sch organised tis Japan trip thing for Sec 2s n 3s. i wanna go but not sure if my dad will allow coz my EOY results not tat gd. it costs $2500 man... coz its usin SIA n dey havent found a sponsor to subsidise e price yet. i REALLY wanna go... firstly, its e best time to hv fun wif my frens. secondly, i hv not been to any other countries except for M'sia. thirdly, we r going on e spring season! so can c e flowers bloom ;D&lt;br /&gt;e decision will b made by my dad oni ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-7960521535904187530?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/7960521535904187530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/10/3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/7960521535904187530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/7960521535904187530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/10/3.html' title=';3'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-8195587532402839934</id><published>2009-10-13T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:25:38.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*whoopsie*</title><content type='html'>ok. erm. gonna talk abt EOY. hell yeah its hard! GRR! eng was... e same. i didnt noe wat i was writing. malay was fine though. but oni for P2. P1 was... err... i didnt noe wat i was writing oso. then it was math. P1 was average. P2 was hard as usual. then history. BAD. left out quite alot of points. then... geog. same. forgot some main stuff. sci was kinda e same. i screwed up in sect B. GAHHHH! im not reali confident in gettin those As... POOP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-8195587532402839934?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/8195587532402839934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/10/whoopsie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/8195587532402839934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/8195587532402839934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/10/whoopsie.html' title='*whoopsie*'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-951589757589946663</id><published>2009-10-09T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T03:35:57.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too day</title><content type='html'>wokays...back to blogging! haha. today was awesome. well partly luh. not including e geog paper. lol. I FORGOT WATS EMPOLDERING!! shit. poop. wtf. after tat, me n si rui went to e cathay! we went dere to book tickets to watch MJ's This Is It. awesome, huh? lol. so, tis is wat happened. as usual, we met at CWP coz i forgot to bring money so i went home first. then we took e MRT which was kinda crowded. but not as compored to e MRT we took to go home. HAHA. then when we reach there, we went str8 to e Cathay. this time, we remembered. lol. so aft booking e tickets, we went to walk around tat place. went inside tis shop which sells these vintage things. haha. but e things r very expensive lah(duh). tan we went to Ben n Jerry's ice cream. but didnt buy aniting coz sirui didnt hv enough money n i wasnt in e mood to eat ice cream. so we went to Adidas. n we saw AWESOME shoes n clothes n jackets. BUT all of em was SOOO ex. dang. most of e tings r $100+++. haha. we actuali wasted most of our time dere admiring e AWESOMENESS! lol. tan we went to plaza singapura. very packed siaaaa! tan bought Slurpee(: it was sirui's first n last. well, she doesnt like frizzy stuff. haha. tan walked around n around till like 3+ tan went home. very fun!! haha. LOVE IT!! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-951589757589946663?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/951589757589946663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/951589757589946663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/951589757589946663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-day.html' title='too day'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-6841363745760536881</id><published>2009-10-05T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T06:21:57.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cloudy with a chance of meatballs</title><content type='html'>si rui n me went to watch e movie cloudy with a chance of meatballs! haha! so cute man! i love Flint n his inventions. n Sam too! SHIT. i love em! LOL. but before that si rui's mom gave us a ride to CWP. i love her car man! haha...wokays...cant blog already...need to go! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-6841363745760536881?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/6841363745760536881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/10/cloudy-with-chance-of-meatballs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/6841363745760536881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/6841363745760536881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/10/cloudy-with-chance-of-meatballs.html' title='cloudy with a chance of meatballs'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-3716425600834902579</id><published>2009-10-01T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T03:31:56.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exam period</title><content type='html'>omg. now is already the exams! shit. dang. POOP. so...i guess i wont be updating for some time...need to study!! in the morning we sat for the eng paper 1 n 2. it was ok lah. but juz went i was writing my proposal letter, my pen ran out of ink! argh! i was so frustrated! n Ms Foo was in the class that time. so i couldn't cheat ): ah well. anw its over already. juz hoping for the best ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-3716425600834902579?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/3716425600834902579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/10/exam-period.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3716425600834902579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3716425600834902579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/10/exam-period.html' title='exam period'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-5440857722016308760</id><published>2009-09-27T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T03:41:10.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hari raya celebration ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sr9BG9PZOQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cEDOt435v7U/s1600-h/family+shots+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386095267132553474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sr9BG9PZOQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cEDOt435v7U/s320/family+shots+209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sr9BGckUYsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Hhos15GoqC8/s1600-h/family+shots+210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386095258361946818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sr9BGckUYsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Hhos15GoqC8/s320/family+shots+210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sr8_l2c4pkI/AAAAAAAAAEM/uSSTzhb4KyE/s1600-h/family+shots+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386093598862779970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sr8_l2c4pkI/AAAAAAAAAEM/uSSTzhb4KyE/s320/family+shots+211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sr8_lGCcBNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2iLvOCEhgFU/s1600-h/family+shots+212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386093585866949842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sr8_lGCcBNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2iLvOCEhgFU/s320/family+shots+212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sr8_kqp0gqI/AAAAAAAAAD8/X9I8c6ZqkH8/s1600-h/family+shots+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386093578515940002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sr8_kqp0gqI/AAAAAAAAAD8/X9I8c6ZqkH8/s320/family+shots+213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sr8_jyjsGvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QZ8JIxYnmyE/s1600-h/family+shots+214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386093563457837810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sr8_jyjsGvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QZ8JIxYnmyE/s320/family+shots+214.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sr8_jbLcu2I/AAAAAAAAADs/zVP4RyupR34/s1600-h/family+shots+215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386093557182151522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sr8_jbLcu2I/AAAAAAAAADs/zVP4RyupR34/s320/family+shots+215.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;last fri khaliesha, christina, amirah n me went to celebrate hari raya! we visited each other's houses exp for christina's. here are the pics that we took(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-5440857722016308760?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/5440857722016308760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/09/hari-raya-celebration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5440857722016308760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5440857722016308760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/09/hari-raya-celebration.html' title='hari raya celebration ^_^'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sr9BG9PZOQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cEDOt435v7U/s72-c/family+shots+209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-4652208427372582285</id><published>2009-09-25T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T07:08:27.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pls tag):</title><content type='html'>hey ppl!im here to make an announcement.PLEASE TAG WHENEVER U VISIT MY BLOG!coz there is this 1 particular person who OWAES visit my blog but NEVER tags...so i just wanna know tis is...so PLS TAG!!thank you :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-4652208427372582285?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/4652208427372582285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/09/pls-tag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/4652208427372582285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/4652208427372582285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/09/pls-tag.html' title='pls tag):'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-5944407503823536187</id><published>2009-09-24T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T07:49:12.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hapi (belated) hari raya!!</title><content type='html'>haha...i know that Hari Raya is 1 month...but i kinda missed the first day...didnt go online then so now oni then i update...hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;anw, this yr's hari raya MUST be the best coz got LOTS of surprises that happened...my 3rd n 1st sis came back!! OMG!! haha...LOL...yeah its lame =.= anw, tmr the ELPs + Shikin will go house visitin...in malay its jln raye larh...HAHA! so...if u see me anywhere, can always say HI! LMAO. kk...gtg now ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-5944407503823536187?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/5944407503823536187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/09/hapi-belated-hari-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5944407503823536187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5944407503823536187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/09/hapi-belated-hari-raya.html' title='hapi (belated) hari raya!!'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-5762510313865511095</id><published>2009-09-15T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T06:57:10.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bz as usual</title><content type='html'>wokayy...i am here to announce that i will not be updatin my blog for a quite a long time. tmr till thurs i will be havin camp then dont think i will have the mood to go online on fri coz my 1st sis will be here. probably wont be goin online on the wkends too coz of hari raya. i apologise for that. n i cant promise when i'll be back ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-5762510313865511095?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/5762510313865511095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/09/bz-as-usual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5762510313865511095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5762510313865511095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/09/bz-as-usual.html' title='bz as usual'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-6069674760064282189</id><published>2009-09-10T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T06:53:22.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my big day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sq-b-2RcvlI/AAAAAAAAADg/mifGFio9Bh8/s1600-h/family+shots+199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381691583753928274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sq-b-2RcvlI/AAAAAAAAADg/mifGFio9Bh8/s320/family+shots+199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381691579945066578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sq-b-oFWIFI/AAAAAAAAADY/LQ3bLEE3T-M/s320/family+shots+185.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sq-a9DGoSVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/LbpuKrzyVuY/s1600-h/family+shots+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381690453326842194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sq-a9DGoSVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/LbpuKrzyVuY/s320/family+shots+198.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm...im really sorry i didnt update. haha. anw, my bdae was awesome! LOL. plus! sth huge happened too(:&lt;br /&gt;wokayy...daddy gave me a MANCHESTER UNITED JERSEY, NIKE SHOE n a towel. mommy gave me earrings. sis n her family gave me a light thing frm IKEA, bulbs n sth secret...*hehe*...then i got TONNES of hapi bdae wishes too. haha. thanks kae ppl! oh then yesterday me n si rui went to watch BAND SLAM. AWSEOME MAN! haha. got vanessa hudgens n some other weird hollywood celeb. evri1 shud watch :P&lt;br /&gt;kk...gtg lah ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-6069674760064282189?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/6069674760064282189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-big-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/6069674760064282189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/6069674760064282189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-big-day.html' title='my big day'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sq-b-2RcvlI/AAAAAAAAADg/mifGFio9Bh8/s72-c/family+shots+199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-9149171433579969485</id><published>2009-09-07T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T02:34:24.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cant wait for tmr ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-9149171433579969485?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/9149171433579969485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-wait-for-tmr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/9149171433579969485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/9149171433579969485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-wait-for-tmr.html' title='cant wait for tmr ^_^'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-8982385505906173856</id><published>2009-09-04T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T01:52:37.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy, busy, busy):</title><content type='html'>wah...i four satraight didnt use com sia...BUSY!!! GRR!&lt;br /&gt;anw, yesterday i went to the stupid army open house thing. every NCC member have to go. then we got a red n white cap and a chain and a brochure. LOL. then we walked and walked and walked for so long! ARGH! and it was super damn hot also seh. super thirsty and hungry. but i was fasting. so need to endure lorh. ):&lt;br /&gt;it sucks man.&lt;br /&gt;but we tried quite alot of things also. like the new rifle which is FIVE KG! well 4.8 kg to be exact. but sadly i didnt hit the target. very sad stuff man. so embarrassing oso. haha. then we went into this helicopter thing which was super hot n super stinky! ARGH! after that we went ard this exhibition thing n tried carrying some heavy stuff. a 16 kg bag, dumbells, 45 kg tanks (i forgot what it really is) and water tanks (i forgot how heavy it was). e tanks r like my weight man. LOL. then...the MOST embarrassing part. FRISBEE. i couldnt even aim properly! ARGH! okay, better not talk abt this. haha. &lt;br /&gt;then it was 6 n we were already SUPPOSE to be on the way back to sch. but that bloody bus got trapped in a traffic jam n reached there at 6.40! seriously, ALL of us were pissed off. we were 1 of e last to leave):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-8982385505906173856?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/8982385505906173856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/09/busy-busy-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/8982385505906173856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/8982385505906173856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/09/busy-busy-busy.html' title='busy, busy, busy):'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-3083696965573370137</id><published>2009-08-31T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T07:14:07.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teacher's day celebration(:</title><content type='html'>HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;haha...we had our celebration today (: n it was nice xD Mrs Yeo really looked delighted with the performances. 1st on stage was the chinese orchestra group. they played this chinese song which sounded really sad (for me).&lt;br /&gt;then a duet performance by Duane (Spore Idol) and Maria (Emmanuel's sis). they sang 3 songs but unfortunately i only remembered 1 which was Love Game by Lady Gaga.&lt;br /&gt;after that, the performance by Raymond (WOOHOO!) and Asyraf (i dunno how to spell). Raymond played the electric giutar guitar while Asyraf sang. it was I'm yours by Jason Mraz. AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;then quite a number of performances by some sec 4 students. they were quite good(:&lt;br /&gt;then it was the indian and malay dance groups. the malay dancers were good but didnt like the indian dancers coz they looked lost. ALL of them. hah. Yana was the most obvious 1 among the malay dancers. DUH.&lt;br /&gt;then Melissa's solo performance. she played the violin. some classic song tat i dunno. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then got the results for the vote for teacher thing. and Mrs Ang won the baby face category sia. KNEW IT! kae lah. buh bye ppl xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-3083696965573370137?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/3083696965573370137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/teachers-day-celebration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3083696965573370137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3083696965573370137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/teachers-day-celebration.html' title='teacher&apos;s day celebration(:'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-5350949283367634336</id><published>2009-08-30T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T06:06:37.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30.08.09</title><content type='html'>today. mama n i went to JB! we went there to get my hari raya stuff. haha(: fun man. then at the custom in JB, the guy who checked my passport was super friendly sia! so fun! LOL. we joked. but too bad only for a while):&lt;br /&gt;then we walked around city square. it was huge! WAY nicer then before(:&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to collect my hari raya clothes. its tailored as usual. then we walked around kotaraya. i wanted to buy a sweater but changed my mind coz mama no money areadi):&lt;br /&gt;after walking around, we bought food for breaking fast. PIZZA HUT. HAHA. nice sia. then i saw Calvin n his family. his lil bro look like DEEBAGAR! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;coz we were too tired, we went straight home. and the guy who checked my passport the 2nd time was also very friendly! LMAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-5350949283367634336?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/5350949283367634336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/300809.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5350949283367634336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5350949283367634336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/300809.html' title='30.08.09'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-2588087389048285053</id><published>2009-08-28T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T01:43:03.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday :DDD</title><content type='html'>yesterday we had NCC (as usual). but it was our senior's P.O.P (passing out parade). it is actually the passing of duties lah. haha...i dont know how to explain. LOL. anw, it was a really AWESOME event! at first we did our drills and PT (physical training). then we were competing against the part As (sec1s). and we kinda lost):&lt;br /&gt;but it was still ok cause we played frisby (i dont know how to spell) and touch rugby for PT which was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;after that the part Ds (sec 4s) come. and we miss em ALOT!!! OMG! there was Gowri, Sarvesh, Pradeep, Joel and Kheng Whye. Jesse and Wee Kiang were there too but they didnt participate coz got remedial and stuff (so sad).&lt;br /&gt;then after the whole passing of rank thing finish, we all sang the NCC song together! WOOHOO! oh and Pradeep got his last chance to command us and he completely took advantage sia! HAHA! he make us go round in circle (as usual). after the NCC song thing, we hugged Gowri! OMG! she cried sia! awww...&lt;br /&gt;then we break fast together and took ALOT of pics esp the part Cs and Ds.&lt;br /&gt;awesome day man xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-2588087389048285053?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/2588087389048285053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday-ddd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/2588087389048285053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/2588087389048285053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday-ddd.html' title='yesterday :DDD'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-5357687493192888410</id><published>2009-08-26T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T03:47:20.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last monday</title><content type='html'>last monday after school, Zauwin and I walked to CWP together (pls don't misunderstand). coz i wanted him to follow me go buy some stuff in Popular. then on the way there, we met Raymond so the 3 of us walked together(:&lt;br /&gt;then Zauwin told him about my b'dae! ARGH! then both of them sang happy b'dae for me...HAHA! so hilarious! then i was so embarrassed coz we were walking and there was alot of people...LOL! but i was very touched too xD&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;imp date to rmb: 08-09-09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-5357687493192888410?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/5357687493192888410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5357687493192888410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5357687493192888410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-monday.html' title='last monday'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-7581724165349492982</id><published>2009-08-26T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T03:40:58.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fasting xD</title><content type='html'>haha(:&lt;br /&gt;i only update about my first day of fasting...LOL! anws on the 2nd day, mama cooked mee bandung! YUMMY! then on the 3rd, mama made roti john which i don't know the eng name (sori)...yesterday was the 4th and she cooked CHICKEN RICE! YAY! it was DELICIOUS! so today is the 5th day and mama cooked fried rice xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-7581724165349492982?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/7581724165349492982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/fasting-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/7581724165349492982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/7581724165349492982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/fasting-xd.html' title='fasting xD'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-3170607179473912163</id><published>2009-08-22T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T06:56:02.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of fasting!</title><content type='html'>yup! today is the first day of fasting! WOOHOO! it was quite ok lah...i manage to clean my room despite all the thirst and hunger...i swept the floor, changed my bedsheet and washed all my sch shoes. haha(:&lt;br /&gt;then i did my math and sci homework while listening to music...hehe xD&lt;br /&gt;then mama cooked mutton chop! YUMMIES! haha...with sotong balls and fish nuggets(:&lt;br /&gt;then my right neighbour gave us vege curry puff n my left gave delicacies :D&lt;br /&gt;but it was very quiet cause there was only mama, papa n me):&lt;br /&gt;Kak Zai didn't break fast with us unfortunately. Kak Wahida is now at KL to further her studies. now in university(:&lt;br /&gt;hope she's doing fine :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-3170607179473912163?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/3170607179473912163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-fasting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3170607179473912163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3170607179473912163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-fasting.html' title='first day of fasting!'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-7828296583745815655</id><published>2009-08-21T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:18:21.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i cried in class)":</title><content type='html'>i cried in class yesterday during PW (project work) lesson. cause i was so frustrated n sad that i couldn't stop my tears from rolling down my cheeks. n i'm really sorry towards my group members, Christina, Sirui n Khaliesha for not contributing that much. but at the same time i was grateful to them for understanding my situation(:&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys xD&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-7828296583745815655?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/7828296583745815655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-cried-in-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/7828296583745815655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/7828296583745815655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-cried-in-class.html' title='i cried in class)&quot;:'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-1405555140556774791</id><published>2009-08-21T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:12:35.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DR. BUNHEAD</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO! last thurs our whole class n 3 other 2/5 students (Amirah, Faiz n Sharizam) went to Anderson JC for this Crash Test Sci talk thing by Dr. Bunhead from the show Brainiac. he is totally AWESOME man! so fun! he exploded balloons n lots of other stuff. n the experiments are SUPERB! haha(:&lt;br /&gt;then got students from other schools. for us, only our class got the chance to go as a whole. other classes from 2/2 - 2/5, the students were chosen. so we were very happy. but the best thing was that we got to snap a photo with him n got his autograph! WOOOO! n also, Christina, Aldrich n me got to skip NCC...haha(:&lt;br /&gt;but at least we got reason...so its ok lah...&lt;br /&gt;we all had so much FUN!&lt;br /&gt;:DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-1405555140556774791?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/1405555140556774791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/dr-bunhead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/1405555140556774791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/1405555140556774791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/dr-bunhead.html' title='DR. BUNHEAD'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-3236005940439984729</id><published>2009-08-18T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T07:10:03.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my family</title><content type='html'>sorry for not updating for quite some time. its because of my always packed schedule):&lt;br /&gt;anws, just wanna tell you guys about my complicated family...&lt;br /&gt;Daddy : always in for adventures, outgoing and funny. but gets angry easily, sometimes blame people for no reason and he ALWAYS like to disturb ME! GRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama : very loving, caring, awesome chef and super generous. but gets irritated easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Yati(1st sis) : generous person, loves helping one another and even though she needs something(money, etc), she will not burden or ask people for help. i'm not that close to her because she doesn't live in S'pore so we seldom meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Zai(2nd sis) : very friendly, adapts to different environment easily, very girlish(ewww) and lovable. she is also kinda kay-po, likes to sabo me and very sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Wahida : very adventurous, outgoing and loves to study. has a very, very wild imagination, loves being random and make jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang Asrol(1st bro-in-law) : very talkative, adventurous and adapts very well. but gets easily irritated and can be very stubborn at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang Ashzar(2nd bro-in-law) : likes to disturb people, caring and adventurous. but he is also very stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, i LOVE my family no matter what and NOONE can split us apart. a family not only needs care, love and trust but also honesty and responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-3236005940439984729?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/3236005940439984729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3236005940439984729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3236005940439984729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-family.html' title='my family'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-1749981718771847790</id><published>2009-08-08T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T02:19:48.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>very important poem</title><content type='html'>this is the very first poem i made. and i'm super proud of myself! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;i'm a geek lost in this world&lt;br /&gt;thus, my heart is constantly crying&lt;br /&gt;as i'm lost as a stupid lame loner&lt;br /&gt;who noone knows or cares&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm asking - where is the love?&lt;br /&gt;cos i just wish people could feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;it isn't really rhytmic. but it doesn't matter :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-1749981718771847790?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/1749981718771847790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/very-important-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/1749981718771847790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/1749981718771847790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/very-important-poem.html' title='very important poem'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-7280496590657725599</id><published>2009-08-07T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T07:48:40.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHR's NDP</title><content type='html'>hmm...so here i am blogging again for the second time...LOL! anw, we just had our national day celebrations just now...in school lah...and guess what! we got scolded just because we didn't sing n dance...ugh...then everyone like just can't be bothered anymore with the principal's lecture and stuff...HAHA! but actually we do deserve the lecture lah...coz we just can't be bothered with what was happening...but christina, khaliesha n me did our best to actually sing and dance and embarrass ourselves and  feel so damn retarded in front of everyone okay! thats because its the NATIONAL DAY! it only happens ANNUALLY! and we were seriously really disappointed when noone supported us...even though we looked retarded and stupid, we were still very proud of ourselves because AT LEAST we did something...&lt;br /&gt;coz we got scolding by Mrs Yeo, we couldn't go on with our celebration...and ended up just doing some stupid national day message project stuff...GRR! THANKS TO THE PEOPLE WHO DIDN'T DO ANYTHING, WE GOT SCOLDED FOR NOTHING! ARRGGHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-7280496590657725599?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/7280496590657725599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/chrs-ndp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/7280496590657725599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/7280496590657725599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/chrs-ndp.html' title='CHR&apos;s NDP'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-8115064885842642730</id><published>2009-08-07T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T03:49:46.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone should know this</title><content type='html'>You may not realise this but the following is 100% true. think about it some part of it daily.&lt;br /&gt;there are at least two people in this world who you would die for and at least fifteen people in this world who you love in some way. &lt;br /&gt;the only reason that anyone would ever hate you is because they want to be just like you. a smile from you can bring happiness to anyone even if they do not like you. everynight, someone thinks about you. YOU mean ths WORLD to someone. you are special and unique. someone you do not even know loves you.&lt;br /&gt;when you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it. &lt;br /&gt;when you think the world has turned its back on you, take another look. always remember the compliments that you received, forget about the rude remarks. &lt;br /&gt;always remember when life hands you lemon, always ask for sugar! &lt;br /&gt;good freinds are like stars. you do not see them, but you know they are there. &lt;br /&gt;i would rather have one rose and a kind word from a friend when i am there, than a whole truckload when i am gone. &lt;br /&gt;happiness keeps you sweet, trials keep you strong. &lt;br /&gt;sorrows keep you human, life keeps you humble. success keeps you glowing, but only friends keep you going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-8115064885842642730?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/8115064885842642730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/everyone-should-know-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/8115064885842642730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/8115064885842642730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/everyone-should-know-this.html' title='everyone should know this'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-996986464499002690</id><published>2009-08-06T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T07:08:03.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its coming</title><content type='html'>erm...im still on the way in getting back my tagboard n stuff like that...sori kae people?! but seems like these days blogger got some problems lah...ugh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-996986464499002690?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/996986464499002690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/996986464499002690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/996986464499002690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-coming.html' title='its coming'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-3146527603519137094</id><published>2009-08-05T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:39:03.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sori ):</title><content type='html'>sori people! i changed my layout so i kinda lost my links n stuff... ):&lt;br /&gt;but i'll definitely put it back up again kaes! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-3146527603519137094?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/3146527603519137094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/sori.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3146527603519137094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3146527603519137094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/sori.html' title='sori ):'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-603123117941199899</id><published>2009-08-05T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T06:17:43.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG-ing</title><content type='html'>yeah i know my blog is very plain...i haven't been blogging much lately...coz of projects and LOTS of homeworks!! wallao...stress sia...coz i didn't go to school the whole week...so i had ALOT of things to do in a very short period of time as compared to my classmates...ARGH! this is what i hate when i get such a long MC...haiz...anws, i'm better now already lah...still coughing a bit tough...but its gradually getting better (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-603123117941199899?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/603123117941199899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/omg-ing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/603123117941199899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/603123117941199899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/08/omg-ing.html' title='OMG-ing'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-3436822007397982112</id><published>2009-07-30T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T07:22:38.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMP</title><content type='html'>oh i just realise that i didn't even post a single entry abt my camp early this month! haha...sori lah...its just that i keep forgettin...anw, all i can say is that camp was ok...except for the food...i expected something better coz Mr David PROMISED that he would find a CATERER for our food...but ended up still eating CANTEEN food...GRR! then he also say he paid that CATERER already...CRAP LAH! hope he gets refund...haiz...anw, our class camp will be the worst amongst the sec 2s...coz we had ours when H1N1 was really getting bad...but still, the teachers PROMISED that they would organize a make up camp for us...YIPPEE! so we are actually hoping that there won't be any obstacles stopping us from having our camp...coz we were really sad, irritated n devastated when they cancelled ALOT of the camp activities...hmmm...kk...i'll write more abt this another day, ok?! coz its late already n my dad is angry! shouldn't make his horns grow again sia...HAHA! ok ok...NITES! oh n btw, i'm still kinda sick...no more fever...but still have cough n sore throat...BUT now got BLOCKED NOSE!! AHHHHH!!! shit! i also kinda lost my voice...haha...so i'm in a really bad shape...need LOTS of rest before MONDAY! ok lah...gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;OMG! AH-CHOO! *SNIFF SNIFF, COUGH COUGH*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-3436822007397982112?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/3436822007397982112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3436822007397982112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3436822007397982112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/camp.html' title='CAMP'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-905847437804836787</id><published>2009-07-30T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T07:02:09.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT?!</title><content type='html'>erm...i actuali wanna know...why now cannot upload pics n vids to blog?! weird seh...i just only wanted to upload the pics that i took at the Marina Barrage...DAMN! can someone tell me WHY?! or maybe what HAPPENED?! coz i have alot of pics to show man...n its a really rare chance for me to upload pics frm my camera to my com! aiyah...pls tag ur views! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-905847437804836787?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/905847437804836787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/905847437804836787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/905847437804836787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/what.html' title='WHAT?!'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-7687666369807794014</id><published>2009-07-27T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:17:13.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Bad Fever</title><content type='html'>im actually having fever right now...so i'm on MC lorh...n its very super boring...n i got 5 days MC somemore...no choice but i juz have to tahan...gonna miss ALOT of things man...esp maths n NCC...ARRGGHH! i really don't like it whenever i have to skip school...but still, its kinda fun coz no need to worry about school work n CCA...BUT, its worst when u go back...coz there will be tonnes of work that has to be done...n that is what i hate! ok...enough talking about school...anw, my fever is really not stable...on the 1st day, my temperature was 38.3...that was in the morning...then in the evening, it subsided to 36.6! however, on the 2nd day, it shot back up again to 38.5! i was so shocked man! but the worst thing was that i can't sleep n i don't have appetite to eat! last night, i was freezing! even thugh it didn't even rain n i didn't even switch on my fan! n i keep coughing too...my throat damn painful!&lt;br /&gt;oh n i also hate the eating medicine part...i was given 3 types of medicine: panadol, cough syrup n 1 more which i can't remember...the panadol is to be swallowed, the cough syrup is to be drank lah [duh] n the other 1 is to be sucked, which is the best among the 3 because it is strawberry flavour [YUMM!]...the 1 that i hate the most is the panadol 1 because firstly, it has to be swallowed n secondly, it is super bitter [YUCK!]!!! uh-huh! n everytime i will eat the panadol 1st then the syrup then the other 1...GRR!&lt;br /&gt;ok lah...i wanna sleep man...just ate my medicine which makes me sleepy... *_*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-7687666369807794014?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/7687666369807794014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/really-bad-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/7687666369807794014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/7687666369807794014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/really-bad-fever.html' title='Really Bad Fever'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-5356652592520090497</id><published>2009-07-26T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T03:34:36.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>marina barrage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/SpUPqVLaHNI/AAAAAAAAACo/kPNRsOLER6E/s1600-h/family+shots+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374218950250470610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/SpUPqVLaHNI/AAAAAAAAACo/kPNRsOLER6E/s320/family+shots+173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;papa, mama n me juz went to the Marina Barrage...coz it was a very boring day so we decided to go out lor...haha...it was the 1st time n it is really an AWESOME place! everyone should go n check the place out...got alot of people fly kites, picnic n oso got weddings! haha...we saw 1 bride look super damn tired...tan we walk n walk n walk...the thing that i hated most was that it was a super HOT DAY! ARGH! but luckily mama brought water...so it was ok lah... :)&lt;br /&gt;as it was the very 1st time we went there, we actually didn't know the way...so i asked Shikin (lots of thanks!)...haha...the place was huge man! n i juz LOVE the view! didn't know s'pore was this beautiful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-5356652592520090497?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/5356652592520090497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/marina-barrage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5356652592520090497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5356652592520090497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/marina-barrage.html' title='marina barrage'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/SpUPqVLaHNI/AAAAAAAAACo/kPNRsOLER6E/s72-c/family+shots+173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-1961189908995778482</id><published>2009-07-25T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T02:10:19.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter &amp; the Half Blood Prince</title><content type='html'>yesterday, 24 july 2009, me n Khaliesha went to the movies to watch Harry Potter 6...just to relieve stress...n the movie turned out to be AWESOME!! i really don't like Harry but i like DUMBLEDORE! he is so awesome n powerful! i like the part where he forced harry to force him to drink some dangerous potion...the movie is really full of suspense n as usual, full of MAGIC! its totally different from the other harry potter movies sia...n guess what! Khaliesha cried when Dumbledore got killed by Snape...n it looked so real! the movie is really worth to watch...i can nvr forget it man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-1961189908995778482?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/1961189908995778482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-half-blood-prince.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/1961189908995778482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/1961189908995778482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-half-blood-prince.html' title='Harry Potter &amp; the Half Blood Prince'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-2276753882923342852</id><published>2009-07-25T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T02:13:32.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why, Why, WHY?!</title><content type='html'>man...i really don't know what happen to my life...its like totally ruined! my parents don't even trust me to take care of a cute, small lil' hamster...n since my 3rd sis went overseas early this month, my parents always talk about her...how they miss her n all that crap...n i feel totally invisible in their life! its extremely frustrating! n also every time my 2nd sis n her FAV, LOVING, CUTE 2 month old daughter come to my house, my parents TOTALLY DON'T CARE ABOUT ME! n this is EVEN MORE FRUSTRATING! they keep playing with their fav grandughter 'till they forget about me n everytime also i have to call them ALOT of times before they even realise that i've been calling them...ARRGGHH! why is this happening to me!? every night i will cry just thinking about this...n i always have sleepless nights which makes me always not concentrating n sleeping in class n always getting caught...plus with all the work in school n the busy schedule i have n also now that CCAs have resumed...GRR! can anyone PLS give me advices on what to do?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-2276753882923342852?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/2276753882923342852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-why-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/2276753882923342852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/2276753882923342852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-why-why.html' title='why, Why, WHY?!'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-4471573162052187172</id><published>2009-07-17T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T08:22:27.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deepest apologies</title><content type='html'>so sori ppl...i've been seriously reali bz these daes...with sch n stuff...but dun wori...i'll surely post an entry soon...LURRBB YA!&lt;br /&gt;:DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-4471573162052187172?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/4471573162052187172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/deepest-apologies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/4471573162052187172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/4471573162052187172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/deepest-apologies.html' title='deepest apologies'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-5059192197511323587</id><published>2009-07-07T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T07:18:22.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOTALLY DISAPPOINTED!</title><content type='html'>im seriously disappointed coz they changed the camp plan LAST MIN! n i reali mean last min... coz i packed EVRITING areadi! n im seriously angry+seriously pissed off+reali disappointed... coz its CAMP n all camps shud be overnight wif outdoor activities! i dun care if there is H1N1 coz even if someone gets it during the camp, surely evri1 will take action n will help 1 another n its not lyk as if we live in our own world... n the teachers shud also trust us in taking care of our own health coz its OUR body... n all they care abt is our STUDIES!? they shud give us FREEDOM to still ENJOY &lt;em&gt;OUR&lt;/em&gt; camp coz its reali rare for us to enjoy our life coz its owaes packed with CCA, hw, projects... etc... n sometimes we reali need the time to get closer to our fellow classmates! i reali reali reali hope tis will nvr happen agn... i cant believe tis but camp without outdoor activities n overnight its EVEN WORST tan babysitting my nieces! OMG!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-5059192197511323587?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/5059192197511323587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/totally-disappointed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5059192197511323587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5059192197511323587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/totally-disappointed.html' title='TOTALLY DISAPPOINTED!'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-2975836515679784495</id><published>2009-07-04T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:29:07.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRANSFORMERS : Revenge of The Fallen</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO! at last i'm gonna watch Transformers! gonna watch it wif Si Rui n Aisyah...at the Grand Cathay...WOO! whoever wanna watch it wif us can come along...coz...THE MORE, THE MERRIER! HAHAHA! but inform 1st lah k?!&lt;br /&gt;its an awesome movie! can't wait to catch it!oh n we watchin on Mon...&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-2975836515679784495?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/2975836515679784495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/transformers-revenge-of-fallen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/2975836515679784495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/2975836515679784495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/07/transformers-revenge-of-fallen.html' title='TRANSFORMERS : Revenge of The Fallen'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-3925120362502437438</id><published>2009-06-27T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:13:41.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays SHOULD be extended</title><content type='html'>well, as u all noe, e H1N1 or Influenza A or Swine Flu cases in s'pore hv been REALI increasing lyk wild fire!!gosh!so...i REALI tink tat e hols SHUD be extended...or maybe MUST!coz there r areadi local cases of tis flu tingy...n...S'PORE IS NOT SAFE! &lt;:O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-3925120362502437438?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/3925120362502437438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/06/holidays-should-be-extended.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3925120362502437438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3925120362502437438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/06/holidays-should-be-extended.html' title='holidays SHOULD be extended'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-5749597299367051839</id><published>2009-06-25T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:46:51.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss u abg...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/SkN9a9k0SaI/AAAAAAAAACM/Kr_GcbWMTY0/s1600-h/live.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351258684405336482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/SkN9a9k0SaI/AAAAAAAAACM/Kr_GcbWMTY0/s320/live.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis post is made esp for my lovely dearest abg Hittokiri...&lt;br /&gt;i juz wanna tell u tat u r REALI precious in my life coz u r e VERY 1st abg tat hv reali cared alot abt me...n i reali dun care if u hv a REALI bad habit or temper or u r REALI stubborn...&lt;br /&gt;coz i reali love u e wae u r...n i reali, REALI mean it...&lt;br /&gt;n i'm REALI sori if i hv ever hurt ur feelings...&lt;br /&gt;coz i've learnt my lesson n i PROMISE wif all my heart tat i'll NVR do it agn...pls believe me...coz i reali dunno wen i'll juz sae goodbye 2 tis world...i dun wanna live a life full of regrets...i reali hope tis will end...&lt;br /&gt;i'm reali sori... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-5749597299367051839?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/5749597299367051839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-reali-reali-reali-sori.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5749597299367051839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5749597299367051839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-reali-reali-reali-sori.html' title='i miss u abg...'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/SkN9a9k0SaI/AAAAAAAAACM/Kr_GcbWMTY0/s72-c/live.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-5839397178466379831</id><published>2009-06-18T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T07:14:02.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life is reali,Reali,REALI unfair n it SUCKS!</title><content type='html'>i reali think tat life sucks...so, here r some qns tat i reali want e ans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.why cant we hv life e wae we wan it 2 b?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.y must we owaes listen 2 ppl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.y must ppl owaes dislike our choices?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.y hv credit cards wen theres limits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.y still invent cars tat still emit harmful gases wen Earth is areadi filled wif ALOT of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.y hv trees wen it is constantly being burnt down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.y hv seas n oceans wen it owaes being destroyed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.y do humans lyk 2 destroy their life wen they areadi noe e consequences?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.y still hv prostitutes wen we all noe tat its bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.y is life full of QNS??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thot of these qns weneva im reali, reali, REALI pissed off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-5839397178466379831?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-1722882793710716852</id><published>2009-06-09T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T06:58:41.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>likes n dislikes O_O</title><content type='html'>top 10 things tat i like =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. FaMiLY [lyk DUH!]&lt;br /&gt;2. FWeNS [uh-huh]&lt;br /&gt;3. MY RooM [im in love wif my room]&lt;br /&gt;4. MoToRBiKeS [WOOHOO!]&lt;br /&gt;5. CaRS [i lyk BMW]&lt;br /&gt;6. CHoCoLaTe [LuRRBS]&lt;br /&gt;7. MY BoLSTeR (aKa MY BF) [its reali precious]&lt;br /&gt;8. MY CoM [it helps me relieve STRESS coz i can CHAT]&lt;br /&gt;9. MY HaNDPHoNe (aKa MY DaRLiNG) [yups!]&lt;br /&gt;10. aNiMaLS, CaRTooNS, aLieNS, MoNSTeRS [HaHaHa!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;top 10 things tat i dislike [NOT hate] :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. iRRiTaTiNG, NoiSY, FReaKY CHiLDReN [dey r irritating, noisy n freaky]&lt;br /&gt;2. SHiT [it stinks]&lt;br /&gt;3. STiNKY ToiLeTS [EEEEEEEEWWWWWWW!]&lt;br /&gt;4. SCaNDaLS [its evriwhere]&lt;br /&gt;5. PoRN [No CoMMeNT]&lt;br /&gt;6. SaLTY, BiTTeR FooD n STuFFS [*sigh]&lt;br /&gt;7. RoBBeRS, PiCK-PoCKeTS, SiSSieS, KaY-PoS, iRRiTaToRS, eNeRMieS, MiNaHS N MaTS, aRRoGaNT PPL [its normal]&lt;br /&gt;8. SCHooL [h8 it coz hv 2 climb up e stairs evritym]&lt;br /&gt;9. STaiRS [e bloody hell staircase of doom's doom]&lt;br /&gt;10. TeSTS [i h8 EVRI hard test in e WORLD!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now u noe me more huh?!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;*evil grins*&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-1722882793710716852?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/1722882793710716852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/06/likes-n-dislikes-oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/1722882793710716852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/1722882793710716852'/><link rel='alternate' 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center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sin7XLRHNII/AAAAAAAAACA/u8vPbE7KPiU/s320/ae2bfba4d3bd79c8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sin7XK6J5rI/AAAAAAAAAB4/D75QeS3ow30/s1600-h/5bc6b1d40cf35a80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344078808335640242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sin7XK6J5rI/AAAAAAAAAB4/D75QeS3ow30/s320/5bc6b1d40cf35a80.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sin7W5BUjlI/AAAAAAAAABw/LIRwZx453bk/s1600-h/0f71d3f709d3e0da.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344078803533860434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sin7W5BUjlI/AAAAAAAAABw/LIRwZx453bk/s320/0f71d3f709d3e0da.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;these are e tings tat i m seriously desperate for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i noe its weird...but its true!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;:O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-7274496673785076679?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/7274496673785076679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-wishlist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/7274496673785076679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/7274496673785076679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-wishlist.html' title='my wishlist...'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sin7XLRHNII/AAAAAAAAACA/u8vPbE7KPiU/s72-c/ae2bfba4d3bd79c8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-4073050529020076522</id><published>2009-05-25T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:34:53.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i dun lyk gettin back my results...</title><content type='html'>haiya!tis is reali irritating...RESULTS!GRR!anw,here are my terrible results...4 MYE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;subject.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;raw score.....grade.....*my opinions*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;home econs.....62.2....................B4.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*improve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;literature............49.0....................D7............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;malay.................69.0....................B3.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*improve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;english...............57.9....................C5.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*improve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;math...................77.8....................A1.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*ahhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;science...............70.5...................A2..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;history.................54.6...................C6..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*ahhhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;geography..........50.1...................C6..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;art........................66.8...................B3...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CME....................-NIL-....................A................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*haiya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;haha...its terrible,rite?!i noe...but guess wat!i stil got $30 frm my dad coz i got 3 As...WOOHOO!n i jumped frm 33/38 to 29/38!lols...i reali tink i slack ALOT!gosh...idk y oso...*sighed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;MUAHAHA! *#$@%"!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-4073050529020076522?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/4073050529020076522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dun-lyk-gettin-back-my-results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/4073050529020076522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/4073050529020076522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dun-lyk-gettin-back-my-results.html' title='i dun lyk gettin back my results...'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-4541591332588072184</id><published>2009-05-18T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:24:39.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh...i feel sooooo pathetic!arrgghh!!!haiya...i dunno y larh...but evritym i wanna help my mom or dad do their work, i will end up being scolded!coz they will sae tat im not experienced in doing tis larh...doing tat larh...n ITS FRUSTRATING!! juz coz im 14 n im a gal, doesnt mean tat i cant do guy stuffs, rite?? FUGG!! SHIT!! ARRGGHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i reali wanna noe ur responses...4 ppl who agrees wif me, post a comment saying tat u agree...but 4 ppl tat disagrees wif me, do not hesitate 2 post a comment saying tat u disagree kae! coz i reali wanna noe...n maybe if u guys dun mind, u can tell me ur story!haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-4541591332588072184?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/4541591332588072184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/05/gosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/4541591332588072184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/4541591332588072184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/05/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-5334299705487689349</id><published>2009-05-18T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T02:06:52.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me n chris pics!![its at CWP] =DD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/ShEkVbBPZ3I/AAAAAAAAABY/AohnxSi_Kek/s1600-h/me01"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337086983859562354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/ShEkVbBPZ3I/AAAAAAAAABY/AohnxSi_Kek/s320/me01" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;tis&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/ShEkVOHHsxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/0JpPRnnYgAM/s1600-h/chris01"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337086980394562322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/ShEkVOHHsxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/0JpPRnnYgAM/s320/chris01" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;tis&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/ShEkVjF7aMI/AAAAAAAAABo/MMsMiK11NSI/s1600-h/menchris02"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337086986026707138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/ShEkVjF7aMI/AAAAAAAAABo/MMsMiK11NSI/s320/menchris02" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;ah...tis&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/ShEkVdkMSwI/AAAAAAAAABg/QxU2QcK4h8s/s1600-h/menchris01"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337086984543030018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/ShEkVdkMSwI/AAAAAAAAABg/QxU2QcK4h8s/s320/menchris01" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cheh!we&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-5334299705487689349?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/5334299705487689349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-n-chris-picsits-at-cwp-dd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5334299705487689349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5334299705487689349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-n-chris-picsits-at-cwp-dd.html' title='me n chris pics!![its at CWP] =DD'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/ShEkVbBPZ3I/AAAAAAAAABY/AohnxSi_Kek/s72-c/me01' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-5146718729527352966</id><published>2009-05-18T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T01:02:15.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bout my typical lyf...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/ShEV-rVLPXI/AAAAAAAAABI/OECGpteoMoo/s1600-h/1_797596373l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337071199938362738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/ShEV-rVLPXI/AAAAAAAAABI/OECGpteoMoo/s320/1_797596373l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im a typical teenager struggling 2 cope wif lyf...i dunno y...but evritym i see other teens hang out in HUGE grps n make a fool of themselves, i feel friendless...coz i oni hv 4 reali close fwens compared 2 those popular ppl...tat hv lyk TONNES of fwens...n seriously, i treasure evri single 1 of my fwens! they are lyk my punching bags wenever i wanna vent my anger, a shoulder where i lean on wenever im sad or frustrated tan a sunflower 2 make me hapi! so...whoever gets a chance 2 be my fwen, is very lucky...in a weird wae...haha...aniwae, i reali hope 2 get new fwens...hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, Booyah-ba-bueh! [i luv u]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-5146718729527352966?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/5146718729527352966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/05/bout-my-typical-lyf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5146718729527352966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/5146718729527352966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/05/bout-my-typical-lyf.html' title='bout my typical lyf...'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/ShEV-rVLPXI/AAAAAAAAABI/OECGpteoMoo/s72-c/1_797596373l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185175361770716879.post-3650208174204694448</id><published>2009-05-16T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T03:16:18.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a SHoRT iNTRo aBT Me =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sg9nPxDZMRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jBBoaHGfFO4/s1600-h/GetAttachmente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336597604020597010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sg9nPxDZMRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jBBoaHGfFO4/s320/GetAttachmente.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hi ppl...a short intro bout me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My name is 100% NOT Katie Natalie Jackson...tis is juz my nickname larh...my real name is a secret!!anws,im 14 tis september 8th!dun 4get kaes!haha...im currently a sec 2 student...in bloody hell Christ Church Sec Sch...previously in Evergreen Pri Sch...now hv 2 cope wif 9 SUBJECTS!!gosh!how i h8 it man!!ARRGGHH!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anws,im 100% GAL OK?!haha...n oso 100% ISLAM!!!dun believe ask my fwens larh!n im lovable,LOVE hugs,not pretty...quite sacarstic i shud sae...friendly,LOVES cute,chubby n small stuffs...especiali animals,bears n cuddly stuffs larh...n i LOVE my idols...which is david archuleta,david cook,johnny pacar...hmm...well...tats it 4 e positive side of me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on e negative side,im seriously UNPOPULAR,lame,kinda retarded,a bitch,very irrritating,short n small...very pampered child...but NOT spoilt,ok?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;n bout my family...im basically e youngest la...n i LOVE it!!coz i get 2 take advantage of lots of tings...cannot tell la...anw i hv 3 elder sis...no bro...n no grandparents...all oso pass awae areadi...soooo sad!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm...anw...i've got msn, facebook, friendster, orkut, yahoo, gmail...so add me up!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my msn,friendster,facebook: &lt;a href="mailto:ijah_minnie@hotmail.com"&gt;ijah_minnie@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my yahoo: &lt;a href="mailto:katie_blah2@yahoo.com"&gt;katie_blah2@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my gmail,orkut: &lt;a href="mailto:innocentgay.369@gmail.com"&gt;innocentgay.369@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my blog: crazy-blah-blah.blogspot.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;add me kaes!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hugs n kisses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;katie natalie jackson =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185175361770716879-3650208174204694448?l=memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/feeds/3650208174204694448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-ppl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3650208174204694448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185175361770716879/posts/default/3650208174204694448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesofthepast-stalker.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-ppl.html' title='a SHoRT iNTRo aBT Me =]'/><author><name>KHADIJAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07602678758821089093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/TK8z3UMVpQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3avZioi023k/S220/FUNN+(x+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bFxHjJB-dE/Sg9nPxDZMRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jBBoaHGfFO4/s72-c/GetAttachmente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
