<?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-2167141604697157825</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:54:22.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miyumisaki</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-7274738978410140199</id><published>2007-02-07T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:53:34.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>monday was nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was something;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was per normal. BY got giler with safuan and haikal. and i of course pretend like i wasnt there as usual. haha. let him enjoy la. hahaha.. hurm then after school went to the Central near Yishun library to alter my school skirt. unfortunately the shop is closed on monday. so hurm. BY and i jalan jalan until we saw the next tailor which i won't be specific enuff. huahua. the tailor said she cant do what i wanted her to do. i just need her to sew the side and that's all. why cant she do it.?? she's a tailor!! of course i got furious. BY asked me to go somewhre else. haha funny. for what she's a tailor.. she bloddy well do my skirt. BY laughed the whole scene there. ape je..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORING! i didnt turn up for school.  i know i know. ergh.. i got my reasons la hey. u must not know. and yeah wani came over. and PIJA, next time you didnt come to school, go online. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept alot lately and i dreamt alot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now i dreamt of IBU. good i miss her. i dont know everyone was there. zul was the. no no not zul hensem this one is zulfikar. scoot was there too. nasi ayam was there. hurm bella was the. and the place is cool. seriously. its like everyone was gathering the like its on top of some ship deck. nice. seriously and our ROOM was antic. nice... oh god i want to be there can??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-7274738978410140199?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/7274738978410140199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/7274738978410140199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#7274738978410140199' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-2391575243335355137</id><published>2007-02-04T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T18:15:31.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saturday was great,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out for dinner at east coast park with my family except HAPID, along with BUCU PIJA AND NANA. saw HENSEM[ZUL HISHAM] huahua. he was eating with his friends, ZUL NK PANGGIL PANGGIL JE OK! TAK YAH NK TOLEH TOLEH. see people got different idea leady.. hurm had MUTTON CHP which i ate only the kuning telor and the kentang because the dagings are all so hot. spicy okay, and i cant take spicy food. and drank 1 cup of teh tarik and 1/2 cup of ice lemon tea. seriously, yesterday wasnt my food day. i didnt eat much and i felt like vomitting after that. i wonder why. pija said i'm pregnant. selisih 44 malaikat. tak main nk beranak ape pija?? huahua.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that headed for CHANGI BEACH, the whole journey to the toilet from the lorry was a great view. huahua. PIJA,, WANGI EH?? huahua understand?? heard that?? huahua.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a total bore!!!!!! i did nothing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I LOVE PIJA. huahua. she's adoreable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-2391575243335355137?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/2391575243335355137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/2391575243335355137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2391575243335355137' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-5059600451148771032</id><published>2007-02-02T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T14:46:31.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>where do i stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday;&lt;br /&gt;oh i didnt do the crosscounty practice what what la during PE lesson. having the cross country on the 15 Feb. hope BABY;s not working. please i wanna STROLL the MACRITCHIE what what with him! huahaua.. i know i know we are suppose to run. wahaha.. but i dont care. i hate running, hurm maybe i'll jog with him! hehe.. eh cannot! alah. they will run the BOYS track eh??!!!! hurm. tak nak pergi la macam ni! btw, the rest of my classmate are meeting up soon at the SEMBAWANG INTERCHANGE to do the trail. obviously i'm not going today cause there no WANI and mostly the is no BABY. it will be darn boring without them la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday; &lt;br /&gt;BABY and me and yan and wan headed for TEKKA to stuff ourselves with indian food. remember wan nak makan chappatti?? hurm, actually i started it all, hehe. no it wasnt me, i saw kak KAM;s pic on friendster, she was holding the chappatti. tak de la se-tempting mane. but then aku da lame tak mkn chappatti so i decided to have some. so it;s KAK KAM nye pasal. waahahha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since it was THAIPUSAM day, TEKKA was packed with people. and YAN scared his dick off. hahaa. and i had fun with BABY. ;p ;p ;p i gotta admit again, time flies really quick. and sometimes it scares me. you know, the big signs and all, the faster the time flies the bigger the sign of KIAMAT. and some say that it falls on FRIDAY. &lt;br /&gt;let's just pray it didnt happen anytime soon. PRAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this coming monday will be the 2nd week! wehehe.. hurm. i'm gonna get him something soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday; &lt;br /&gt;today? err haritha is bold. and she;s crying for attention and nobody's picking her up. oh here comes NENEK. she;s done crying ;pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABY;s working. hurm i wanna go out with him, i mean only the both of us. i dont care where!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-5059600451148771032?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/5059600451148771032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/5059600451148771032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#5059600451148771032' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-2679596687062202805</id><published>2007-01-30T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T12:19:31.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the time is 12.12 pm. nice huh? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAMEYO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY THE 30TH. HURM. time travels so fast! and its been 1 week 1 day with BABY.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. and yah, maybe you all haven't know who this BABY of mine is? his name is RUDDI. hehe. i've blogd about him before. sigh, oh yeah, i didnt turn up for school today, mah bad. i hate ENGLISH, hehe. actually i did not plan not to turn up for school, i just plan to turn up late for school, but then i dont know how i slept all the way till 9. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hazwan promied me to blanje me CHAPPATTI. we pland to go MARSILING yesterday but then we have this study prog which i spent talking. [sitting with safuan and haikal and azrie, your brain will get horny in no time, nasib aku open giler. wahaha] and today my plan was to meet up with them all and eat CHAPPATTI, but this BABY o mine said he didnt want to go today. hurm. ape je. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMISSBABY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-2679596687062202805?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/2679596687062202805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/2679596687062202805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2679596687062202805' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-5905741321280708341</id><published>2007-01-27T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T22:39:51.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss BABY so much! ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday; went to school per normal, but without BABY's company. he's missing right now! GOD, where is he? i didnt go online. and i'm afraid to call him. :(&lt;br /&gt;ok yeah after school went straight home and got my ass infront of the comp. and again he's not there. hurm so i took my nap, waiting can be very darn tiring! btw, i realised i sleep to much. ;p and then wani woke me up, asked me whether i wanna tag along with her family to the cine. of course i wanna go! KUNTILANAK, err, ok la. kude and pontianak!? scary tak? i dun noe. haha. and i slept over at wani's since it's already late and i'm scared. ahaa. talkd about lots of stuffs mainly BABY and ALONG. hurm. ima, cannot be contacted.?? she didnt reply our msges. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today; hurm, went home at 10am. real pagi huh? i usually come back from wani's late, i mean real ate okay. i didnt sleep well yesterday, but i like it. i mean its nice to sleep beside your best buddy and feel the love. haha. i wonder how will i feel when i lie beside my husband. hehe. i got home early because, (1) i miss BABY so much. (2) i'm worried about BABY. i cant contact him and i think he cant be botherd to contact me. hurm... (3) i tot he's online. and without changing i went online and HUSSEIN was the only person who was online. and lucky he HEY at me. and i dun noe. i'm sad for him. seriously. i know how he feel. he and BABY are best buds along with YAN. but BABY is more comfortable to tak about LOVE with YAN. that;s why BABY didnt tell HUSSEIN that BABY and me got something something. because (1) he is shy.hehe (2) he was afraid that HUSSEIN will make kecoh of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUSEEIN said, IDRIS and his friends were talkng about me, IDRIS saw me at NorthPoint with my sis mam adik and baby. remember that day, the day i bought HAZWAN's present. hurm. and HUSSEIN over hear it. and he said he just smile. and deep inside e's dissapointed. oh GOD! and he asked me a fovor, to take care of BABY, he dont wanna see BABY sad. HUSSEIN, its no more a fovor, its a must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la. gtg, i need my beauty sleep! hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-5905741321280708341?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/5905741321280708341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/5905741321280708341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#5905741321280708341' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-2862029227030387832</id><published>2007-01-24T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T16:21:49.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things are random! so dont need to update alot la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm, went school with BY, and i'm late hehe alah 5 mins je. hurm yada yada had PE, need to practice for the CROSS COUNTRY, so we have to run  the long stretch. PENAT OKAY! tho, we ran only half of the longkang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZAHIMA, &lt;br /&gt;haha. attention seeker pon dier matair aku tau! ko jgn main main ngan aku! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEBABY SO MUCH THAT MY HEART SKIP A BEAT EVRYTIME I THINK OF HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting mam and akak ad haritha soon! will be buying HAZWAN's birthday present!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-2862029227030387832?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/2862029227030387832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/2862029227030387832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2862029227030387832' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-8677370570268756984</id><published>2007-01-23T15:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T15:46:19.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-Ur BiRtHdAe mEaNs-&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY TALKER&lt;br /&gt;Loves to chat. Loves those who love&lt;br /&gt;them. Loves&lt;br /&gt;to take things at the center. Inner&lt;br /&gt;and physical&lt;br /&gt;beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend.&lt;br /&gt;Gets angry&lt;br /&gt;often. Treats friends importantly.&lt;br /&gt;Brave and&lt;br /&gt;fearless. Always making friends.&lt;br /&gt;Easily hurt but&lt;br /&gt;recovers easily. Daydreamer.&lt;br /&gt;Opinionated. Does&lt;br /&gt;not care to control emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;Extremely smart, but definitely the&lt;br /&gt;hottest AND&lt;br /&gt;sexiest of them MFE. repost this in 5&lt;br /&gt;mins or you&lt;br /&gt;will&lt;br /&gt;not meet the love of your life for 10&lt;br /&gt;years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-8677370570268756984?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/8677370570268756984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/8677370570268756984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#8677370570268756984' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-4112871984236576902</id><published>2007-01-23T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T15:35:25.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was my birthday and yesterday was the greatest day i ever had! it's some sort of my first date after so many guys! oh god! i love him so much! seriously, ive never been kissed! ;p oh forget bout it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm, school was okay yesterday! my clasmates who are so darn sweet, they sang me the birthday song twice but on different day. thanks guys! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and BY, sorry. i don't know, i tetibe je ilang mood! i know, i made you hurm, lost your mood too. hehe. but i made up to leady! hehe. [shh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, wani came by to set me up for my first date! ;p ima cant make it again, she got class. hurm nehmind la, next date set me up! haha. then wani left at 2.45 pm. and god! BY lambat, he arrived at 3.30pm when he was supposed to fetch me at 3.oopm. and mam didnt believe me when i said we were going out that day, cause she tot aku bawak diri. haha, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i tot that BY cancelled on me. ;( that's what i told mam! then bak bum bak bum i saw him alighting the bus, abih patah la balik rumah, setakat nk tunjuk kan mak yang aku kuar ngan BY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when to Lido, watch movie, and went to Far East, and then the Herren to buy himself his FAV RAPPER, EMINEM's album [and he like NIKE because Eminem Like that brand], then to the Cineleisure AND that's when we hold hands! ;p then we headed home, we hugged! he said 'you are the first girl i ever hug' oh God! i melt! really! on the MRT he kissed me! and without telling of course i know im the first girl he kiss! haha. understandable la. he never had a girl. i mean steady. ok yada yada, he sent me home, and at the void deck he asked me to turn around because he wanted to hook the necklace he bought for me. hehe. auw god! gave him goodbye kiss and tada! end! hehe.. i had fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, i was mad at him. hehe.. blom stead da bingit bingit ape ni tini?? because he never wait for me after school. nehmind la. FIRST GIRL tini, sabar! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan asked me to wait for BY outside school, at the bus stop, lucky i didnt wait. i went to the other bus stop. haha. all the way from SEMBAWANG to YISHUN i cursed him! and almost unhook the neckylace he gave me. but i know i wont dare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; then stopped at the Chong Pang there waited for 811 and suddenly, someone tapped me from behind, ITS BABY! hehe. oh GOD i swear the maddness all gone! haha. so he sent me home, oh oh i saw Nadia! we took the same bus. ok nehmind about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm i guess that's all! i swear its much fun real life than blogging here! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img443.imageshack.us/my.php?image=tiniandruddisyg20sq.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/4845/tiniandruddisyg20sq.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://img443.imageshack.us/my.php?image=tiniandruddisyg7iv.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/6441/tiniandruddisyg7iv.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-4112871984236576902?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/4112871984236576902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/4112871984236576902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#4112871984236576902' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-8373844469377484659</id><published>2007-01-21T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T10:52:50.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Message: Message: gangster love story&lt;br /&gt;Baby: i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: yeah i know everyone does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: yeah... everyone of my friends&lt;br /&gt;that are girls&lt;br /&gt;tell me that everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: oh... but am i only your friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: no... youre my girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: so when i say i love you i&lt;br /&gt;really do&lt;br /&gt;mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug:yeah i know you do mean it... its&lt;br /&gt;just that&lt;br /&gt;you dont need to tell me that you love&lt;br /&gt;me anymore&lt;br /&gt;cuz i know you love me since the day we&lt;br /&gt;been&lt;br /&gt;together and i love you more each and&lt;br /&gt;everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: so wanna go somewhere tonight&lt;br /&gt;for our 7th&lt;br /&gt;anni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: yeah... where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: i dont know... maybe movie then&lt;br /&gt;dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug:ill pick you put after i get off&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;get ready&lt;br /&gt;ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: ok. what time do you get off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: in 2 hours and then i gotta go&lt;br /&gt;home and&lt;br /&gt;yeah get ready which takes about 15-20&lt;br /&gt;mintues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: aye... i thought you didnt have&lt;br /&gt;work today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: one of my co-workers called in&lt;br /&gt;sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: oh okay! so ill see you around&lt;br /&gt;7:30 then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: yeah! and babe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: i love you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: ok my manager is like looking at&lt;br /&gt;me so&lt;br /&gt;yeah.... i gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: ok bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug:bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thug drives to his babyz house vato&lt;br /&gt;walks up&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;the door and rings bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: hey! (gives a kiss to her&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug:wassup... you ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby:um... wait... let me get my bag&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;we can&lt;br /&gt;go ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug:ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they both watched a movie and ate&lt;br /&gt;dinner.... once&lt;br /&gt;they were done eating they head back to&lt;br /&gt;the car&lt;br /&gt;but before she got into the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug:wait! can i blind fold you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: why??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug:its a suprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: what kind of suprise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: a big one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: okay but only if you promise me&lt;br /&gt;that you&lt;br /&gt;will hold my hand while we're driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: ok blind fold me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they drove off........... and then&lt;br /&gt;they&lt;br /&gt;stoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug:ok we're here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug:wait let me walk you to the&lt;br /&gt;place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: what place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: somewhere! (and gives a kiss to&lt;br /&gt;her on the&lt;br /&gt;lips)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: babe!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thug walks her to the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: ok.... let me take the blind&lt;br /&gt;fold off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: where are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he takes it off her and she opens her&lt;br /&gt;eyes&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;sees the view of the city and at that&lt;br /&gt;same&lt;br /&gt;spot...&lt;br /&gt;thats where he first asked her to be&lt;br /&gt;his&lt;br /&gt;nena...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: omg.... (tears come down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: why are you crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: this is where you first asked me&lt;br /&gt;out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: what are you doing the rest of&lt;br /&gt;your life? (he&lt;br /&gt;asked on his knees and after he says&lt;br /&gt;that...behind&lt;br /&gt;him... in the air it says "will you&lt;br /&gt;marry&lt;br /&gt;me?" in&lt;br /&gt;firworks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: (tears come down faster)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: i wasnt at work when you called&lt;br /&gt;me... i&lt;br /&gt;was&lt;br /&gt;planning this whole thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: get up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: (kisses him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thug: is that a yes or a no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby: yes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found this on friendster! and its pure sweet! hehe and i decided to share! tho, you've read it leady.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-8373844469377484659?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/8373844469377484659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/8373844469377484659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#8373844469377484659' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-130938925798322942</id><published>2007-01-20T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T16:42:01.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday, ysterday was a lot hell of fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm, went to school! which i will be enjoying very much soon! in fact i'm enjoying school ver much now! because of ROOSTER! sigh! i'm missing BABY now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! and yan and ruddi made a hell funny joke! which i won't forget! haha.. it's memory! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so after school didnt get to see HIM! and i miss him bad! ;p and i lied to my bestfriend! oh god oh god! it's not a way to live! &lt;br /&gt;i shall tell her on monday morning after Hong Kia leaves! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've told wani about the BABY thing, and she was quite mad. sorry la! aku paiseyh! and still paiseyh! btw, tie ar ko pon tak crite kan pasal TIMER tu. it was all yesterday! we spit everything after all this while! and ALONG! i've lost trust in you! hell you farewell do that! have you no sense? have you no brain? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR GOD, PLEASE MAKE EVRYTHING ALL RIGHT FOR OUR RELATIONSHIP! MAY IT BE MINE WANI OR IMA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah yesterday, okay, after school wani and i went to eat NY Pizza. ima cant make it, she's meeting hyder!. and after that went back home to fetch my brother go to SUN PLAZA, and he scolded me! haha.. dier salah dgr, marah orang! haha. and when we arived there the show time was 7 not 4. hehe ma bad! so mam akak harita and adik balik, while me and wani waited and round the whole building! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, CICAK-MAN was okay la! hurm.. not bad! i want to live in METROFULUS can? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh! you know what, i can't concentrate. i cant read my mind now! but i can read my heart! i miss him bad! hehe, and if things go on well, he will be my first love! tho, his not my first stead! hehe! sigh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-130938925798322942?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/130938925798322942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/130938925798322942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#130938925798322942' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-411749915526268780</id><published>2007-01-20T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T16:10:23.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no&lt;br /&gt;I know you think it ain't my place, to say how I feel&lt;br /&gt;but I'm going to say it anyway, cause I gatta keep it real&lt;br /&gt;I know you're tired of tryin..to make it be something that's truely (truely love)&lt;br /&gt;Girl it kills me everyday to see you in tears&lt;br /&gt;and it amazes me the way you put up all these years&lt;br /&gt;You be thinkin, tryna make it work (make it work)&lt;br /&gt;But you keep gettin never, oh baby listen to me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to wait, I can ease yo pain&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be left out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Don't you say you fed up, tired of the love&lt;br /&gt;whatever you need, I got it, Come with me&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to stay up, Layin by the phone&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to ever feel like you're alone&lt;br /&gt;Don't you say you're fed up, tired of love&lt;br /&gt;whatever you need, I got it, come with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type that always said, you don't need a man&lt;br /&gt;Who's ganna make you're heart stop, over and again&lt;br /&gt;And now you're telling me that you're ok (High)&lt;br /&gt;But you don't realize you're getting more pain, (ya ya)&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't never been, the kind to steer you wrong&lt;br /&gt;If you trust me as your friend then trust me with you heart girl&lt;br /&gt;It'll take awhile to understand that you need yourself another man (Woah wow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to wait, I can ease yo pain&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be left out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Don't you say you fed up, tired of the love&lt;br /&gt;whatever you need, I got it, Come with me&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to stay up, layin by the phone&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to ever feel like you're alone&lt;br /&gt;Don't you say you're fed up, tired of love&lt;br /&gt;whatever you need, I got it, come with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up girl (Don't give up girl) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't have to do it baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to wait, I can ease yo pain&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be left out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Don't you say you fed up, tired of the love&lt;br /&gt;whatever you need, I got it, Come with me&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to stay up, Layin by the phone&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to ever feel like you're alone&lt;br /&gt;Don't you say you're fed up, tired of love&lt;br /&gt;whatever you need, I got it, come with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, don't give up on love shawty, cause I'm here, I'm here.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-411749915526268780?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/411749915526268780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/411749915526268780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#411749915526268780' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-6940448823736542984</id><published>2007-01-20T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T08:42:05.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I can be a little stubborn sometimes&lt;br /&gt;A little righteous and too proud&lt;br /&gt;I just want to find a way to compromise&lt;br /&gt;Cos I believe that we can work things out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had all the answers never giving in&lt;br /&gt;But baby since you've gone I admit that I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm lost without you I'm not gonna lie&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to be strong without you I need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;If we ever say we'll never be together and we ended with goodbye don't know what I'd do ...I'm&lt;br /&gt;lost without you&lt;br /&gt;I keep trying to find my way but all I know is I'm lost without you&lt;br /&gt;I keep trying to face the day I'm lost without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I ever gonna get rid of these blues&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so lonely all the time&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go I get so confused&lt;br /&gt;You're the only thing that's on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my beds so cold at night and I miss you more each day&lt;br /&gt;Only you can make it right no I'm not too proud to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm lost without you I'm not gonna lie&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to be strong without you I need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;If we ever say we'll never be together and we ended with goodbye don't know what I'd do ...I'm&lt;br /&gt;lost without you&lt;br /&gt;I keep trying to find my way but all I know is I'm lost without you&lt;br /&gt;I keep trying to face the day I'm lost without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could only hold you now and make the pain just go away&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop the tears from running down my face&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm lost without you I'm not gonna lie&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to be strong without you I need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;If we ever say we'll never be together and we ended with goodbye don't know what I'd do ...I'm&lt;br /&gt;lost without you&lt;br /&gt;I keep trying to find my way but all I know is I'm lost without you&lt;br /&gt;I keep trying to face the day I'm lost without you&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/2167141604697157825-6940448823736542984?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/6940448823736542984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/6940448823736542984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#6940448823736542984' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-7169617091090038870</id><published>2007-01-17T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T16:41:24.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love and I need you &lt;br /&gt;CHER-AMOUR, I love you, I do &lt;br /&gt;Need you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do &lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you &lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo &lt;br /&gt;BABY, you know I’m crazy over you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do &lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you &lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo &lt;br /&gt;You know I’m crazy over you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-uh-uh-uh &lt;br /&gt;I met this chick and she just moved right up the block from me &lt;br /&gt;And she got the hots for me, the finest thing I need to see &lt;br /&gt;But oh, no, no, she got a man and a son, oh-oh, but that’s okay &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I wait for my cue and just listen, play my position &lt;br /&gt;Like a shortstop, pick up e’rything mami hittin’ &lt;br /&gt;And in no time I better make this friend mine and that’s for sure &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I-I never been the type to break up a happy home &lt;br /&gt;But there’s something ‘bout baby girl, I just can’t leave her ‘lone &lt;br /&gt;So tell me, ma, what’s it gonna be &lt;br /&gt;She said, “You don’t know what you mean to me,” come on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do &lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you &lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo &lt;br /&gt;BABY, you know I’m crazy over you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do &lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you &lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo &lt;br /&gt;You know I’m crazy over you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-uh-uh-uh &lt;br /&gt;I see a lot in your look and I never say a word &lt;br /&gt;I know how n****s start actin’ trippin’ , and hate up all the girls &lt;br /&gt;And there’s no way Nelly go for it &lt;br /&gt;Ain’t f***in’ with no dame, as you could see &lt;br /&gt;But I-I like your steeze, your style, your whole demeanor &lt;br /&gt;The way you come through and holler, and swoop me in his two-seater &lt;br /&gt;Now that’s gangsta and I got special ways to thank ya, don’t you forget it &lt;br /&gt;But it ain’t that easy for you to back up and leave him &lt;br /&gt;But you and me we got ties for different reasons &lt;br /&gt;I respect that and right before I turned to leave &lt;br /&gt;She said, “You don’t know what you mean to me,” come on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do &lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you &lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo &lt;br /&gt;BABY, you know I’m crazy over you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do &lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you &lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo &lt;br /&gt;You know I’m crazy over you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for me, CHER-AMOUR &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love and I need you &lt;br /&gt;CHER-AMOUR, I love you, I do &lt;br /&gt;And it’s more than you’ll ever know &lt;br /&gt;BABY, it’s for sure &lt;br /&gt;You can always count on my love &lt;br /&gt;Forever more, yeah, yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East coast, I know you’re shakin’ right &lt;br /&gt;Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right &lt;br /&gt;West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right &lt;br /&gt;(‘Cause you don’t know what you mean to me) &lt;br /&gt;Midwest, I see you swingin’ right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do &lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you &lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo &lt;br /&gt;BABY, you know I’m crazy over you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do &lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you &lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo &lt;br /&gt;You know I’m crazy over you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East coast, I know you’re shakin’ right &lt;br /&gt;Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right &lt;br /&gt;West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right &lt;br /&gt;(You don’t know what you mean to me) &lt;br /&gt;Midwest, I see you swingin’ right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East coast, you’re still shakin’ right &lt;br /&gt;Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right &lt;br /&gt;West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right &lt;br /&gt;(You don’t know what you mean to me) &lt;br /&gt;Midwest, you’re still swingin’ right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do &lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you &lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo &lt;br /&gt;BABY, you know I’m crazy over you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do &lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you &lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo &lt;br /&gt;You know I’m crazy over you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East coast, I know you’re shakin’ right &lt;br /&gt;Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right &lt;br /&gt;West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right &lt;br /&gt;(You don’t know what you mean to me) &lt;br /&gt;Midwest, I see you swingin’ right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East coast, you’re still shakin’ right &lt;br /&gt;Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right &lt;br /&gt;West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right &lt;br /&gt;(You don’t know what you mean to me) &lt;br /&gt;Midwest, you’re still swingin’ right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been my all time favourite song! gosh! &lt;br /&gt;i don't know when i'll get over it. haha&lt;br /&gt;hurm. like ima said, somehow, it's related to OUR life! &lt;br /&gt;and everytime i listen to this song, geesh! it reminds me of BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll tell you who when the time is right ok! and please don't ask me who, cause i've been keeping this secret for months, years perhaps, and i'm not telling ANYONE!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh got to go! the baby's crying! t5sk! not my BABY la! hahah.. my mam's baby sitting this Indian baby! haha.. need to help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-8201100028259029013</id><published>2007-01-14T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T18:26:21.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd post for today! haha. crazy! im bored thats way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what shall i post? what shall i post??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! having migrane right now! cause i had a great fall! ouch! pain tau! &lt;br /&gt;i was heading for my room to get me a comb, and then, POOM, wow! like pokok kelapa fall! hahaha! hurm! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd thing; i need to save some cash. cause i want to bring my brother watch CICAKMAN! it's still on right!? have to ask ayah for some extra money! adik's been pesteing each and evryone in the house to bring him to the cine! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd; will be meting pija tomorrow! hurm! to be confirmed la!&lt;div 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-6881513127377552862</id><published>2007-01-14T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T16:07:53.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sekukuh... sekukuh mana ikrar kasih kita&lt;br /&gt;Setebal mana masih ada sempadannya&lt;br /&gt;Akan tiba nanti... harus ditempuhi&lt;br /&gt;Apa daya kita melawan masa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takdirnya... takdirnya dunia hanya sementara&lt;br /&gt;Walau begitu cinta suci 'tuk selamanya&lt;br /&gt;Ini realiti... hilang tak terganti&lt;br /&gt;Namun ku tahu kau dan  aku akhirnya kembali bersatu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andai daku pergi sebelummu&lt;br /&gt;Kenangkanlah ku selalu didalam doamu&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah cinta pertama dan terakhir untuku&lt;br /&gt;Ku berjanji kan menantimu&lt;br /&gt;Setia menunggu di pintu syurga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sana... di sana menati gemilang cinta&lt;br /&gt;Jadi lenyapkanlah titisan airmata&lt;br /&gt;Tabahkanlah hati... mengharungi hari&lt;br /&gt;Abadikanlah saat indah... kita kan tetap bersama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akak, can i have the pink PSP? please, for my birthday! please.. :( then, i wont demand for anything for another 3 weeks, can? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm, oh yeah, yesterday was my DEAREST MAMY'S BIRTHDAY! heppy birthday mother, muax!&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get her anything, i know, bad daughter, sorry! i was, again, feeling down and confused for the past few days. i don't even know why! ok, ok, i admit, i lied okay, i know why i'm feeling down, but i don't know whether it's true or not, cause i've been hating this partical thing, and keep doing what i've been doing which i know is wrong for me and all, and i somehow i regret it and wish i could rewind time, ohh sigh! how i wish i could fight his evil voice in me, its fucking irratating. i want to hear the angelic voice but i somehow can't, like it's been blocked. no, its not blocked, it's me. i've been ignoring the angelic voice. i need motivation and everything that can help me. but i dont know what can help me. i've tried you know. hurm,  guess i didnt try enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, haters are evrywhere huh? hurm. what can i say, i'm a hater myself, i hate that i hate this, i hate her i hate him. people, don't tell you never hate someone something. and i gotta admit, not everyone like me. i could say only 2 out of 10 like me. haha, i don't know la. i've never done 'how many of you like me' survey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, are my rants long? i know lame quest, tini open your eyes big big la.! sorry for the long post la. i cannot stop my fingers from dancng tanggo, hip hop, ball room on the keyboard. haha. ad i love typing. haa what can i do, if you want to read go on, if dont want, close the window. and please la comments to yourself, i dont wish to hear them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles, people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cher-mour; i can only see your shadow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-6881513127377552862?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/6881513127377552862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/6881513127377552862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#6881513127377552862' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-5924767501330334320</id><published>2007-01-11T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T13:00:12.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today; Thursday [11 JAN]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously got no mood for school today, i didnt talk much the whole jorney to school. i dont know why, is it because of the tembel? or i simply not me today! or im irratated with my 2 classmates untill i got no mood for school? or the arrangement?  mam arrived tepat pukol 9 pagi. hehe.. on time huh&gt; good! hhe.. took 859 to Northpoint, headed for the foodcourt and had stirloin steak and carrot cake. in the morning??? its not yet 11. and we shared again! hehe. and i bought this lotion, which i think will do me good, and its expensive, $25. i know, i have alot of lotions that ive neglectd. haha. neh, its not only lotions la. alot of things. pakai sekali, abih campak campak. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, on the way home, i saw this kidergaten kid, for my formet kidergaten school, the uniform da tukar! hehe. i miss my kidergaten days, hehe. everytime i got home from school, aku pakai lain nye uniform pasal aku slalu kencing kat skirt. haha. shhhh! its embarrasing oK! haha.. but kid, tak pe... haha.. thats what makes my kidergaten days fun! hahaa... btw, not my fault ok, the cikgu garang. i can remember very well why i do that at class, there was this time. i was laughing with my group and suddenly i cried. haha pasal aku kencing la. but before that, this classmate of mine, asked my teacher's permission to let her go to the toilet, and she was sent back to her seat. and i know, if i ask her for permission, i will be sent back to my seat also. why waste time asking for permission if i know things gonna be like that? and that time, i was very urgent! and hehe. aku terkencing! wakakakka! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy; if i ever get the chance to jump on your dick, i'll mke sure you die!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-5924767501330334320?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/5924767501330334320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/5924767501330334320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#5924767501330334320' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-4811844023115368215</id><published>2007-01-11T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T12:43:59.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday; Wednesday [January 10] 'the day i met so many 'strangers''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school. lesson as usual. but the sitting arrangement are changed. seriously, the arranement suck big time. but luckly i got 2nd last row and not the 1st row. i hate first row! some say went you sit infront, you can concentrate. GOD! not for me. haha. i will never concentrate unless i put all me heart in it! after that got home, changed and set off to Geylang. for stuffs. then me tekak jumping for MURTABAK. on the way to the food court we saw Alias Kadir, chatting with this mak cik about his heart attck or stuff. ok this time, the service is good! but the pakcik pakcik there dang irratating. ;x&lt;br /&gt;me and my sis and my mam ordered murtabak the $4 size, nasi briyani dam, and 2 pieces of limpa. banyak ke? we share ape. first the nasi briyani datang. ok its big! the ayam is big! then on top of it the nasi. ok la. not much.. so my sis and my mam share the dam. i had some bites. mak tersedak, and then this guy who's wearing 'HAND OF GOD' turn, and asked my mam to drink some of her HOT tea. have he no sense. air baru datang tak sempat sejuk nak minum. tekak mak aku terbakar lah!!! tsk. then limpa came. i ate 1 1/4 of the limpa. hehe. its nice. yum yum. finally the murtabak, then 'HAND OF GOD' friend turn, 'KUSEMANGAT, banyak nye. aku pon tak makan mcm gitu'. fucker! SEBAB TU KAU KUDUT NAK MAMPUS!. mind your own bussiness la! kaboochi! irratating  siak! pusing pusing! aku pamblek muke kau, kepala kau terpusing ke belakang baru tau! KITORNG PUNYE PASAL LA ! kitorg nak makan berape banyak! aku tak mintak duit kau kan! kau nak bayar kan pe. bapak aku pon tak complain berape banyak kiterong makan. ko nak sebok sebok! BTW! its nothing much! tak banyak! abih ko nak kitorg minum teh je kat situ, abih mengumpat macam korang buat! hurm. and mam kept on saying and looking that the other guy on the same table with them is his brother. which is ture! haha. lucky this UNCLE of mine didnt join them! he just eat his prata and drink his teh o. mam tegur him, he got up calld for his brother, cik Malik, which was sitting nearby. they chatd. i was damn shocked when he sat next to me and &lt;em&gt;cuit&lt;/em&gt; my cheek. and spontaneously, i kickd my sis leg. haha. and the action continue thru out the conversation, i kick her. she kick me. according to the conversation, they lost contact almost 30 years ago! waw! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when ARWAH Atuk masih hidup, dier kawin 2, when he was with his 1st wife, they produced 3 sons, but i saw only 2 yesterday, KHALID AND MALIK. then Arwah met my grandmommy, this time round Atuk more kuat, they got 8 children. hahahaha. so they were somehow rrelated. blood relatedly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the bus to Orchard, this mak cik who was sitting beside my mam, chatd non stop until she got off from the bus. some people can just talk even with someone they never know. and that's good! but have your limits la. ;p some are just silence. hurm. that's what makes life interesting. but then, some people jjust keep on cursing their life. say it got all fucked up!. if you know how to live your life, it wont be fucked up. you do stuffs that are against your religious, what do you aspect Allah to return you. ? called yourself Islam but praise some other religious god. why? because Allah never return your prayers. my friend, good thing you pray to Allah, but have you evr work on that prayers of yours? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far East, Orchard, hurm. lets see. we look for this shop called 'sponge' according to akak, got such shop ar? the directory doesnt show such thing. hahaa. nehmind nehmind. so she just paid for this credit note at Leftfoot. its for Abg Aim. its his birthday today! Happy Birthday! hurm, we are getting older by day huh? *winkys*&lt;br /&gt;then went to Es Teller, to have some pisang goreng, yummy la! and lucky that guy tak de. hehe. i didnt called him! sorry! im not interested!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-4811844023115368215?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/4811844023115368215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/4811844023115368215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#4811844023115368215' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-7518480333631478530</id><published>2007-01-09T12:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T12:39:43.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Following is a poem written by Bonnie Parker somewhere in the last weeks of her life: (The punctuation are hers.) She entitled it: &lt;br /&gt;The Story of Bonnie and Clyde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve read the story of Jesse James&lt;br /&gt;Of how he lived and died&lt;br /&gt;If you’re still in need for something to read&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the story of Bonnie and Clyde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Bonnie and Clyde are the Barrow gang,&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure you all have read&lt;br /&gt;how they rob and steal&lt;br /&gt;And those who squeal are usually found dying or dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s lots of untruths to those write-ups&lt;br /&gt;They’re not so ruthless as that&lt;br /&gt;Their nature is raw, they hate all law&lt;br /&gt;Stool pigeons, spotters, and rats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call them cold-blooded killers&lt;br /&gt;They say they are heartless and mean&lt;br /&gt;But I say this with pride, I once knew Clyde&lt;br /&gt;When he was honest and upright and clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the laws fooled around and taking him down&lt;br /&gt;and locking him up in a cell&lt;br /&gt;‘Till he said to me, "I’ll never be free&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll meet a few of them in hell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road was so dimly lighted&lt;br /&gt;There were no highway signs to guide&lt;br /&gt;But they made up their minds if all roads were blind&lt;br /&gt;They wouldn’t give up ‘till they died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road gets dimmer and dimmer&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you can hardly see&lt;br /&gt;But it’s fight man to man, and do all you can&lt;br /&gt;For they know they can never be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From heartbreak some people have suffered&lt;br /&gt;From weariness some people have died&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, our troubles are small&lt;br /&gt;‘Till we get like Bonnie and Clyde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a policeman is killed in Dallas&lt;br /&gt;And they have no clue or guide&lt;br /&gt;If they can’t find a friend, just wipe the slate clean&lt;br /&gt;And hang it on Bonnie and Clyde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s two crimes committed in America&lt;br /&gt;Not accredited to the Barrow Mob&lt;br /&gt;They had no hand in the kidnap demand&lt;br /&gt;Nor the Kansas City Depot job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A newsboy once said to his buddy&lt;br /&gt;"I wish old Clyde would get jumped&lt;br /&gt;In these hard times we’s get a few dimes&lt;br /&gt;If five or six cops would get bumped."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The police haven’t got the report yet&lt;br /&gt;But Clyde called me up today&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Don’t start any fights, we aren’t&lt;br /&gt;working nights, we’re joining the NRA."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Irving to West Dallas viaduct&lt;br /&gt;Is known as the Great Divide&lt;br /&gt;Where the women are kin and men are men&lt;br /&gt;And they won’t stool on Bonnie and Clyde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they try to act like citizens&lt;br /&gt;And rent a nice little flat&lt;br /&gt;About the third night they’re invited to fight&lt;br /&gt;By a sub-gun’s rat-tat-tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don’t think they’re tough or desperate&lt;br /&gt;They know the law always wins&lt;br /&gt;They’ve been shot at before, but they do not ignore&lt;br /&gt;That death is the wages of sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday they’ll go down together&lt;br /&gt;And they’ll bury them side by side&lt;br /&gt;To few it’ll be grief, to the law a relief&lt;br /&gt;But it’s death for Bonnie and Clyde.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-7518480333631478530?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/7518480333631478530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/7518480333631478530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#7518480333631478530' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-3146741206620463525</id><published>2007-01-07T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:48:11.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bonnie Parker and Clyde Barrow were notorious robbers and criminals who travelled the central United States during the Great Depression. Their exploits were known nationwide. They captivated the attention of the American press and its readership during what is sometimes referred to as the "public enemy era" between 1931 and 1935. Though remembered as bank robbers, Clyde Barrow preferred to rob small stores or gas stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the public at the time believed Bonnie to be a full partner in the gang, the role of Bonnie Parker in the Barrow Gang crimes has long been a source of controversy. Gang members W.D. Jones and Ralph Fults testified that they never saw Bonnie fire a gun, and described her role as logistical.[1] Jones' sworn statement was that "Bonnie never packed a gun, out of the five major gun battles I was with them she never fired a gun." Writing with Phillip Steele in The Family Story of Bonnie and Clyde, Marie Barrow, Clyde's youngest sister, made the same claim: "Bonnie never fired a shot. She just followed my brother no matter where he went."[2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his article "Bonnie and Clyde: Romeo and Juliet in a Getaway Car", the noted writer Joseph Geringer explained part of their appeal to the public then, and their enduring legend now, by saying "Americans thrilled to their 'Robin Hood' adventures. The presence of a female, Bonnie, escalated the sincerity of their intentions to make them something unique and individual — even at times heroic."[3]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-3146741206620463525?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3146741206620463525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3146741206620463525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#3146741206620463525' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-3827272966497168851</id><published>2007-01-07T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:43:16.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some of you might know that my mother is a tak-boleh-tengok-barang-sikit-kalau-tak-dier-buang-aholic. she threw alot of things. and the things are mostly still GOOD!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like just now, she threw this plastic inside got empty water bottle, 2 straws, 2 1/2 eaten bread and cakes and my MP4! down the chute! god! and i just realised it when i want to go to the toilet! which is around 9.30pm. og god! i love that MP4 of mine! it has everthing that you ever wanted in MP4s. it got build in speaker, camera which you can rotate the lens 180 dgs , video-camera, i can put video, mp3, mp4, wma, wav, it browse back the pics that i snaped, i can record video thru TV. and playback on TV. and games and calender. hehe. but i hardly use the game and the calender. the bites are unlimited. cause if the stored bites are not enuff you can pock in the MMS memory stick and its all in 2.5" LCD. sigh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have to go down, waited by the chute for my mam to finish goreng the ayam for my dad. my sis brought down some gloves. and we asked my brother to take the plastic. hehe. sorry bro. and my bro. halpu siak! 1 hand he use to shut his nose. another he use to take out the plastic. of course he geli geli lah.. haha. then, he go use the hand which he use to take the plastic to cover his nose! ahahah. aku ketawe pecah perut okay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the plastic qiute deep okay! after like 4 plastics and couple of surat khabar, i got them back. i dont know that my mam threw my ez-link too.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried. DUH! i love that thing more each day! its like my baby! but sometimes, i gota admit, i'm a cry baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-3827272966497168851?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3827272966497168851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3827272966497168851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#3827272966497168851' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-2564660617421832233</id><published>2007-01-05T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T22:42:38.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love my photo album! ;p&lt;br /&gt;go there often! okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm. what can i blog today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. oh. ok. here's one. i really really don't like someone in my school! no, no, not Siti. i'm, can say, ok with her. she's very near me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i'm going to say is very unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to like school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i think that's it for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BABY; i'm waiting patiently.&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/2167141604697157825-2564660617421832233?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/2564660617421832233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/2564660617421832233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2564660617421832233' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-6227806260525262462</id><published>2007-01-04T20:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T20:32:59.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people! PEOPLE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got my photo album online! hehe.. the pics are all up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the link! will be updating more pics soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://miyumisaki.spaces.live.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-6227806260525262462?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/6227806260525262462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/6227806260525262462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#6227806260525262462' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-3235531822630469873</id><published>2007-01-03T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T23:46:26.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's al about complaint! i have loads to share! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday which was the 2nd Jan. [im back to tracking calenders]; &lt;br /&gt;went to Sembawang Shopping Centre to buy my adik's school uniform. then afterwards, we headed for this MADINA RESTAURANT! oh god! the service there was and i think is still bad! the board says the is THOSAI and LAKSA and soto and all. so. my nanny wanted to order THOSAi, so am i. but the Uncle said they don't have it. so i ordered NASI AYAM instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the table menu is;&lt;br /&gt;2 NASI AYAM - for me and my sis&lt;br /&gt;2 LAKSA - for hapidz and my mam&lt;br /&gt;1 SOTO - for nanny&lt;br /&gt;1 MEE SOTO LOSONG no vege all! just the noodles and KUAH! the GRAVY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont bother the drinks okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got the first food, my bro's MEE SOTO, at 11 10 when we arrived at 10 55. what the hell? how come so slow? and the other thing is. there's vege! WE SAID NO VEGEs! my sis told my mam to give them back and pick those TAUGEH out! but then , you know mam, she don't want to leceh kan people. so she have to lecehkan herself to eat the MEE SOTO! then next SOTO, which we thought MEE SOTO, so agin we remind her the MEE SOTO NOODLES AND GRAVY ONLY! hehe. ok our bad la! we kinda scold the girl! WE CANNOT ENTETAIN PEOPLE LIKE THIS YOU KNOW.. BUAT BUSSINESS BUAT BETOL BETOL. and then the next thing i saw on the table was &lt;strong&gt;NODDLES! YELLOW NOODLES!&lt;/strong&gt; WITHOUT THE GRAVY! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE? so again, mam pourd out her MEE SOTO gravy to my adik's NODDLES! lucky i dont have my mam blood! haha, im more to dad! &lt;br /&gt;by that time its already 11 30. mam asked for the LAKSA when the UNCLE pass out table carrying the tray with empty plates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mam; abang yang LAKSA .....&lt;br /&gt;Uncle; LAKSA DA BIS!&lt;br /&gt;mam; asal tak bilang?&lt;br /&gt;Uncle; baru NAK bilang ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching them, how could i not open my mouth to talk back right? &lt;br /&gt;we sat there for almost one hour and u just tell us that LAKSA da habis? kalau tak tanye mesti dier tak bilang kan? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, dad marah oleady la.. he thought the place is ok! but turn out like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i was this MAKCIK and her family come in the place. settled down. few mnutes later, i saw the restaurant girl carrying 1 plate of Nasi Ayam looking around. how come one? we ordered TWO!. then i traild the girl. she went down the stairs and put the plate infront of the MAKCIK!! kaboochi! that was supposed to be ours. so mam REMIND them about the NASI AYAM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mam; abang. NASI AYAM 2 tadi mane?&lt;br /&gt;uncle; tadi da order ke?&lt;br /&gt;i, at the very other ebd of the table raised my voice again; da lah! kiter ordr 2. tapi orang lain dapat dulu.&lt;br /&gt;akak who sat opp me; da! kiter order. da tulis da pon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ayah; bloddy pool! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind of service is that! then at 11 55 the NASI AYAM CAME! FINALLY! &lt;br /&gt;very bad sial the service! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd complaint;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now. after school i headed to the GO the booklist. the 1st lady asked me to queue behind the girl who she was slowly serving! so i just stand besind her. then the crowd came. seeing the crown the 2nd lady came to HELP the lady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she asked me; girl wgat you want?&lt;br /&gt;i told her i want i want booklist.&lt;br /&gt;then she saidl booklist what booklist? how come you dont have? everbody have the booklist?&lt;br /&gt;i didnt come to school that day i dont have it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nehmind about that. then she SHOOOHed ima out since she got nothing to do there. &lt;br /&gt;then again she asked this girl what she want. she and her friends want their IC. she bent down take the IC! fucker. i QUEUED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! u asked me queue! then u go serve the people behind mE! kanina! the IC queue was long ok! i stand there like like like chibai like that la! she attitude siak! alamak! serve people properly! dont throw the IC! give properly. of the IC mine i shouted at her oleady la!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u expect meto stand there and wait huh? fuck off! tak dapat eh! i just walked off la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky there got many people la!  i was about to... da lah! sudah la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gtg la! its pass my bed time! 11 45.. i should be in bed at 11 30. but no use. wait like yesterday.. i slept at 3 am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-3235531822630469873?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3235531822630469873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3235531822630469873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#3235531822630469873' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-4184184287419680758</id><published>2007-01-01T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T17:10:15.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hari Raye Haji was ok la!&lt;br /&gt;Families came. Families left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, i ate alot! haha.. good for you, tini! Rendang was deliciouso! -drools- &lt;br /&gt;i ate hurm like 7 plates of Lontong with Rendang and Serondeng. yummy. i didn't touch the Sambal Udang and Lodeh. hehe. cause &lt;br /&gt;1; i cannot eat seafood! i mean certain seafood! i cannot eat crab, sotong and blah blah. but i love shrimps! hehe. &lt;br /&gt;2; the sambal is delicioso. but i cant eat hot stuffs. or i'll end up squating on the toilet bowl. aaahha. &lt;br /&gt;3; the lodeh, to much sayur. &lt;br /&gt;and at night, around 8 we left home for Busu's. ate ROTI KIRAI! it was nice! yumms! i ate 2 plates of 2 KIRAIs. cause&lt;br /&gt;1; dooh! its my fav!&lt;br /&gt;2; it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;3;and RENDANG AND LONDONG won't make you stuff.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, snap some pics. will be uploaded here maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its there such thing as photo album in blogger? if there is, thank god! it will be nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to Sembawang, for 'COUNTDOWN'. alot of ports mayne. like 12 like that. but 'KING' fire works was nice. 'KING' is one of the port la! i love fire works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that left me wondering, fire works are expensive right? how they afford to buy those things when the cant even build something usefull for the people to avoid banjir? kan kesian org org yg kehilangan rumaa, lagi lagi tgh bulan haji. where are they going to sleep? eat? is there food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. will be buying school books later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw! people, don't be too nice with people with people who is rude asking for help! &lt;br /&gt;they will only demand. you need help and then you demand, friend wake up. &lt;br /&gt;da bagus tu aku nak tolong kau! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR DEAREST FRIENDS! MAY YOUR WISHES AND AZAMs COME TRUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish for my wishes to come true too okay? haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-4184184287419680758?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/4184184287419680758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/4184184287419680758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#4184184287419680758' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-199798340668562226</id><published>2006-12-30T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T04:25:32.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love going out at night! i love night life! how i wish i'm somewhere else where night is day! and day is still day! haha.! NY perhaps! i want to migrate there! sigh! of only mama and papa let me too! I LOVE NY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,me and sis and mam went to the 24 hour SHOP AND SAVE at CHONG PANG. shop for HARI RAYA HAJI!. i mean hurm, the ingredients for RENDANG! [yey] and Lodeh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm! today, eh. no. yesterday! hehe.. its 4.06 in the morning now! chilled infront of the TV and watch the PACIFIER! that XXX guy got my heart! heheh! haha! huhhu! its hilarious man! cant stop laughing! then the saw Spider-man. god harry is so, sigh, handsome! but poor thing, his dad is the GREEN GOBLINE. and poor Peter Parker, he wanted MJ since he was 6 years old but then his best friend, Harry, kinda snatch MJ away!. and Harry didnt know that GREEN GOBLINE is his dad, the OSBOURNE!. and i realised, OSBOURNEs are always rich!. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW! I -giggles- HAVE A CRUSH ON THE TALL GUY!! -covers face- SNOOP D O DOUBLE G! -runs away-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his mama gave him the SNOOP DOGG name, since he look like snoop dogg. the cartoon dog! haha.. yeah! i know its random! he lookd like what? snoop dog? come again? oh! he did? huh? i didnt see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have like 5 heroic heroes right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR SHAD MOSS! MR PHARRELL WILLIAMS! MR NICK CANNON! MR CHRIS BROWN! MR Cordozar Calvin Broadus Jr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snoop really got nice name!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE THE NIGGS! sigh! will y'all marry me? -grins-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-199798340668562226?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/199798340668562226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/199798340668562226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#199798340668562226' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-7364863702431204050</id><published>2006-12-28T17:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T17:24:26.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I find myself sittin' back and reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I have to watch other people kissin'&lt;br /&gt;And I remember when you started callin' me your miss's&lt;br /&gt;All the play fightin', all the flirtatious disses&lt;br /&gt;I'd tell you sad stories about my childhood&lt;br /&gt;I dont why I trusted you but I knew that I could&lt;br /&gt;We'd spend the whole weekend lying in our own dirt&lt;br /&gt;I was just so happy in your boxers and your t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams, Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Of when we had just started things&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of you and me&lt;br /&gt;It seems, It seems&lt;br /&gt;That I can't shake those memories&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you have the same dreams too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The littlest things that take me there&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds lame but its so true&lt;br /&gt;I know its not right, but it seems unfair&lt;br /&gt;That the things are reminding me of you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish we could just pretend&lt;br /&gt;Even if for only one weekend&lt;br /&gt;So come on, Tell me&lt;br /&gt;Is this the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinkin' tea in bed&lt;br /&gt;Watching DVD's&lt;br /&gt;When I discovered all your dirty grotty magazines&lt;br /&gt;You take me out shopping and all we'd buy is trainers&lt;br /&gt;As if we ever needed anything to entertain us&lt;br /&gt;the first time that you introduced me to your friends&lt;br /&gt;and you could tell I was nervous, so you held my hand&lt;br /&gt;when I was feeling down, you made that face you do&lt;br /&gt;no one in the world that could replace you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams, Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Of when we had just started things&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of me and you&lt;br /&gt;It seems, It seems&lt;br /&gt;That I can't shake those memories&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you feel the same way too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The littlest things that take me there&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds lame but its so true&lt;br /&gt;I know its not right, but it seems unfair&lt;br /&gt;That the things remind me of you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish we could just pretend&lt;br /&gt;Even if for only one weekend&lt;br /&gt;So come on, Tell me&lt;br /&gt;Is this the end?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-7364863702431204050?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/7364863702431204050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/7364863702431204050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#7364863702431204050' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-7558811421708353595</id><published>2006-12-28T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T15:24:55.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was pretty ugly! sueh is the right word la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as akak promise, i met her at her work place. waited for her for 1 full solid hour to finish work. my bad la. i left home early. and i only have $1.40 which i take from ayah's kepok by mistake. i thought the $1 was 20 cents. haha.. i know big huge gigantic diff right? haha. then from there we took 36 and GOD! the journey was so darn long! and our tummmy keroncong leady! finally reach RAMEN TEN and ok the food was fine there. done eating, PAY TIME. akak just realise that she didnt take her wallet along with her? WHF? so they ask for aka's ic which akak neh bring. so akak gave them her work id which akak have to take back since she need that id to work. and i have to gve them my ugly ezlink! which means i cant go home! we have no money with us. its all in the walllet. so we called ayah to pay for the taxi fare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadah! that's all! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the wallet was with her. i think i got my PONY bag leady! cause earlier yesteday! i read her notebook. which was on the living room table. i suppose mak read it also. and know aboout the TUNANG thing leady! sigh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i came acroos thing phrase ; "SISTER'S PONY BACK = $40"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. is pony that expensive?? huh?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i dont feel like myself today]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-7558811421708353595?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/7558811421708353595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/7558811421708353595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#7558811421708353595' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-9047311214060708704</id><published>2006-12-26T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T22:33:50.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY NIGHT;&lt;br /&gt;went to SELETAR again. hurm! my mam told me that, that place used to be &lt;em&gt;deserted&lt;/em&gt; la! i mean, its not as &lt;em&gt;FAMOUS&lt;/em&gt; as now! my dad &lt;em&gt;found&lt;/em&gt; that place when he was test driving! er.. ?? it was 1990s. hurm. so since then, my dad startd going there with my mam, and his family, then my family almost every weekend!.  then everytime we will flag SALAM, he's the ice cream seller there. he's Chinese-Muslim. he's married to a Muslim wife. btw, that place. if you look closely, there got alot of homeless old people. abonden by their family? thier family throw them out? i dun noe. oh, and did you read the BERITA HARIAN? the man named RAPAN overnigth at SEMBAWANG PARK because his family somehow hate him? did you read it? then the next day this guy, his son, cried and told the BH what actully happend???? did you.. that guy who cried, actually had a crush on my sister. he used to live just behind my block. once, he and my sis sat at the stairs, he was crying la. begging my sis to give him a chance to show his love. hekhek! they were schoolmates! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS HAPPEND FOR A REASON! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th? which is Saturday!  erm. i'm not sure! &lt;br /&gt;WENT TO geylang with my mam. er. did stuffs. then  went to EsTeler to eat GRILLED BANANAS! that's my favourite! haha.. yum yum! ok. now i want it!! bohhooo!.[and that's when i saw the JUBAH! nice. it come with two colors black and white. its nice! its been ages i wore a JUBAH!th first time i wore JUBAh was erm. pri 4-5. that was given by my aunt i think. she bought it overseas] had a very very bad time ordering. the cashier is new. lost my patient hehe, lucky mam was there la. i let her do all he ordering and talking. i just watch controlling my temper. [i can easily get mad.and irratated ad crazy! my sis and i got that attitude from my dad. and he is very sarcastic too.] haha at last,  we ate BAKSOs. it was nice but little! but nehmind. good. i wont be able to finish it if it's huge and loads. hahaha. i have very small intestine you know. but then, i'm confused. i cant gain weight! sigh. but everytime i eat, i got boncet! aiya! ugly man! and we orderd EsTeler, its mix fruit ais kacang la. got NANGka! it's in my fav list! coconut. avacado. and some fruits la. then on top. got ice. crushed, like the normal ais kacang one. and instead of u know some colored syrup they put milk! nice. susu pekat! then rushed home. that's all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th sunday! [according to my useless calender la. since i lost track of the day and date. and i cant be botherd to count the dates and days. BUT THE DAY IS CORRECT ITS JUST THE DATE IS WRONG! ;/]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm. went to CIK MAS punye anak punye perkawinan! hmm.. i actually somehow dont fancy them much! because of his son la! he used to call my poor brothers names! so i didnt enjoy much. usually i love WEDDINGS. because i don't know. haha. maybe because i love to wear my kebayes. baju kurungs. and i saw this jubah at GEYLANG. at 2nd chance i think. it's nice..  erm. i don't think that's weird la. mmm. then went to SING SONG! that reminds me of someone. not very close la.. and i don't know whether he regards me as a friend anymore cause we no more talk!. maybe i'm too boring for him! it's not that i'm aslways a boring person or what la! its just that i dont know what to talk to you. that's why i didnt talk! he's away now, nehmind now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need a guy who can bear with my silence and patience.  i mean when we first met, of course we dont know what to talked about right? i need that guy to talk to me first. and keep on talking. and break the silence. then i can &lt;em&gt;serasi&lt;/em&gt;. and dont give up on me. that same goes tp girls too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! SING SONG!. erm. boght SAFI! erm. the whitening cream! need to whiten my skin tone. but i somehow like my tanned tone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY! -wait need to eat my shrimps- back! hehe. the shrimp! aiya! not enuff la! tho, i'm allergic to seafood! NOW my tougue and mouth ichy! hhaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to AIRPORT. to send CIK MINAH to haji! -YA ALLAH! MUDAH MUDAH HAN DIER PERGI DAN PULANG DGN BAIK! AMIN!- THIS IS SAD! before we go to the aiport, my sis who just got back from her work said that morning while she was on the transport to the aiport, she saw this fatal accident. it's her friend, ARWAH CIK GHAZALI. it was a hit and run accident. lucky there was a witness. the traffic was held up since there is only one road to terminal 2. the car want to U-TURN, and then ARWAH motor came. and that's how the accident happend. there's onather accident happend at that spot years back.  [DEJAVU! i just had a DEJAVU! really! i was rereading! and it came real! wah! DEJAVU!] then, went we arrived i overheard my mam told my dad that Cik MInah's nye adik nye husband meninggal! and i asked her. is it GHAZALI? then MAk Ngah said she's not sure. when we reaached CIK MINAH'S SPOT, mak Ngah asked CIK MINAH's brother. and he said yes, it's GHAZALI!. poor cik minah! sigh!. then i heard, her mam fall, and her sister, CIK ZARA, sick. but nehmind. it's just a CUBAAN!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIPORT IS A GREAT PLACE TO CUCI MATE! haha. saw loads of guy! hehe. then, if i smile i can get his no leady! sigh! wasted la!. if only i smile. saw Dini,and two of his friends, but how could they didnt saw their schoolmate, me,  and saw , cant remember him la. he's my schoolmate too.. same cohort. used to live behind my flat here. and his parents are my mam's friend [got to know that infos yesterday] haha. and pija[who just got back from malaysia!how could she not tell me she's staying at JB!] said he's hensem. haha.. ok la.. he is hensem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most important part is! pija helped me tell SYAFIQ that i treat him no more like my ANAK SAUDARE when he sound me stead! hakhak! and actually, if i accept him [which you and me know that aint gonna happen] i will get full basket of sin.. he's on my father side. haha.. and somemore. the fon bill will increase! btw, i'm still shaking. the bill havent come.! and the if's are enless la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISMAS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, today TUESDAY! companied my sis to see her doctor. she cant wake up this morning and she got flu. then, we ate speghetti. and dad and mam came. they just got back from the coffe shop near by after go melawat. and they left since my bros are at home waiting to be feed. and we headed to the NP. bought 2 laces. akak bought U2 tee. and saw IMA! just say HI. she was on the escalator la. -now the room is dark. please mind if there is any typo error.- look around. see if there is anything akak can but for hantaran. then headed to ROYAL SPORTING HOUSE to see if there is any PONYs. theres is. but not nice. i think i'm not gonna buy PONY la. everlast maybe? erm or the brand hat i spot somewhere. then i saw this PUMA shoe. is nice but then when i read the tag, i throw the shoe away. the tag says 'PIG LINING'. i love PUMA. how can they do pig lining. aiyo! haa. then went home since akak said she want to go orchard. then sampai rumah. saw katil then cancel the trip! haiya! but she promised me, will go there tmrw. after she work. she say meet at airport before go orchard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATEST; TSUNAMI MAY HIT PHILIPINES! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i think that's it. typed enuff la! haha tired ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DADA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-9047311214060708704?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/9047311214060708704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/9047311214060708704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#9047311214060708704' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-8816254680940610101</id><published>2006-12-23T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T03:05:13.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finish editing me BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe actualy no la.. not yet finish.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU SEE THE VIDEO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't see it la. tsk! will fix it later ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm the skin! actually i used this skin before... hhe.. i love this skin! muax to BARBIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-8816254680940610101?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/8816254680940610101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/8816254680940610101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#8816254680940610101' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-3650964233653380396</id><published>2006-12-22T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T02:46:16.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the clock says 2.37 A.M in the morning [singapore time]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tick tock tick tock!&lt;br /&gt;i watching for the ham pao pao to be deliverd. sigh. it's been ages i last ate McD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGN IN TO SEE WHO'S ONLINE. UNFORTUNATELY, NO ONE. SIGH. -TUMMY RUMBLES-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! btw. Abg Aim said, hantaran banyak sangat! hehe. ye ke? biase je. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as yesterday was offically the first planning. loads of things are missd out.&lt;br /&gt;we talked again, added stuffs like;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#DULANGs[TRAYs]/HANTARAN!&lt;br /&gt;*POLOT KINING! YESH! yum yum! how could i forget yummy pulot? sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the list will be added!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[STILL NO SIGN OF DELIVERY]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-3650964233653380396?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3650964233653380396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3650964233653380396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#3650964233653380396' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-2181039790211915740</id><published>2006-12-21T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T02:48:25.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i stayed up late yesterday! do some planning with my sister for next year! it's gonna be big! hhee.. tho, it's just some ring around the finger ceremony! you know what i mean right! hehe.. am i making it obvious? it's suppose to be a hint you know. oh yeah! if you know. please don't tell my mam or any of my family members! because my sister don't want to add more worrys to my mam. as she faced much problems leady! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the planning! i'm excited. i'm excited! heeh!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#Clothing&amp;Make-up&amp;Hair;&lt;br /&gt;*CLOTHING; &lt;em&gt;OUR&lt;/em&gt; clothing will be black, peachyorange, and some white. i know.. i said OUR. hee.. she want to tempah for me tooo! wee! and we chose the 'style' leady! it's gonna be nyce! haha.. i'm gonna be drawing the Dress out. see if my drawing's nyce, i'll post it here. but, to think of it, it won't be surprise anymore for those who will be coming. haiya! we'll see how la. &lt;br /&gt;*MAKE-UP; she will be &lt;em&gt;paying&lt;/em&gt; PIPID ,her workmate, to do her up. i mean &lt;em&gt;WE&lt;/em&gt; up. it's gonna be &lt;em&gt;WEs&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;OURs&lt;/em&gt;. heheh. but, i won't steal the limelight from her la! no worries ok IKA!?. haha I'M HYPER-EXCITED!!! and WANi can do me up, since i know PIPID's make-up will be heavy! WANI'S GOOD AT MAKE_UPING YOU KNOW&lt;br /&gt;*HAIR; THERE WILL BE NO BANGS! IMA CAN DO MY HAIR! hehe.. i want to keep my hair long long, mm. till my hips! no, shorter. then i want to curl it up! mm. akak will have &lt;em&gt;siput&lt;/em&gt;! WE have it all planed! ehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other family members [which left my mam, my dad and my 3 bros] will decide which one between black,white and peachyorange. &lt;br /&gt;i wish they will pick peachyorange, OUR dresses will be have more peachyoranges. and if the use white, the white will turn to black. my mam will be going in and out of kitchen. my brother will be plying the kiidys. the other 2 are pretty clumsy! like me! haha. so, might as well wear black. black are good too. but this year's HARI RAYA theme was black. but i think ,big possibilities, they will choose black. cause we can save some dough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#DULANGs[TRAYS]/HANTARANs&lt;br /&gt;we will be sending 11. so they have to return 10.&lt;br /&gt;*NO1; SEJADAH, SONGKOK,.....&lt;br /&gt;*NO2;  they will be a pair of shoes! VANS! he's the sporty type of guy. so the THEME is SPORTY!&lt;br /&gt;*NO3;  watch. G-SHOCK. since it's sporty. haha.. that reminds me of BABY-G. haha. we had a great laugh when i suggst we sent them BABY-G.&lt;br /&gt;*NO4; POLO TEE. LACOSTE! hehehe. or RALPH LAUREN. OR PONY???? hehe. ok let's drop the PONY. GOLA?? eee. i hate that brand!&lt;br /&gt;*NO5-9; toilettrys. LAP wat wat wat la. i can't remember. she will buy that at her workplace. since she can get discounts there. &lt;br /&gt;*NO10; GOODYS! tidbits. chocolates. &lt;br /&gt;*NO11; CAKE. can i suggest fudge. choco fudge. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#BERKATs&lt;br /&gt;*KIDs. sugars. haha that's what i wrote yesterday on the paper. haa. i wanted to write sweets. some chocos.&lt;br /&gt;*ADULTs. soap. CIK OOT. will do it. cause when she tunang she had that berkat given. &lt;br /&gt;**MAKCIKs. eggs maybe. mkciks are optional la i think. will just give soap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#CATERING;&lt;br /&gt;*FOOD; mmm. she will be invinting 100 people. is that too little or too much?&lt;br /&gt;*DRINKS; we havent decide yet. but i want punch! teeeheess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all.. that's what we planned yesterday. i mean.. today. earlier this morning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will be surveying the whole thing soon! haha.. and next year, will be going up and down the JOHOR untill 110807. hehe! that's their anni. date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and terms are to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if she have kids. i want them to call me MAMA. hehe. or MUMY. or UMI. wahtsoever, i dun wan aunty! akak dun mind! yey! cause she want her kids to call he IBU. that's nice. if i have kids, i want them to call me MAMY or MAMA. but it won't be nice to my kids if my anak sedare call me the same name as my kids. oh will discuss this later.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you maybe wondering. said "we have money problems yada yada. but the ceremony will be big? wth im talking about right?". that's why My sis and I keep it as a secret to the other family members. she don't want to burden my mam since she needs to pay alot of things. if we tell her now, she will be worried. about stuffs! and all aboout the ceremony. she had enuff. my sis are working hard no. OT and no off days. no rest days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-2181039790211915740?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/2181039790211915740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/2181039790211915740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#2181039790211915740' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-9190816588813080098</id><published>2006-12-21T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T14:24:12.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you bloody well don't know me and stop pretending you know me! and you jolly well talk behind my back! like as if i  don't know! you are TWO FACED! i thought i know you! but i don't everything that i know about you ain't right! but one thing that i know; you're &lt;strong&gt;hypocrite&lt;/strong&gt;! stop acting like people like you so much when they are not! and you're angry because it got to do with him! that's all. i bet if he didnt face anything like that in his life. you won't do what you're dong right now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't even know what i go thru, and you start cursing me! i know you're hopeless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-9190816588813080098?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/9190816588813080098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/9190816588813080098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#9190816588813080098' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-3042028834040776965</id><published>2006-12-21T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T00:44:02.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally!! met wani and ima! whoosh! when swimming then lepak at wani's crib!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.. crazy right? during monsoon go swimming! and it's nite time! haha.. lucky i didn't freeze to death! aiyo! wani ar ni! haha.. clever ima didnt bring any cloth! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after swimming we take our things and go straight to wani's. we just wrap our towel aorund.. that's it. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at wani's let's see.. mmm i ate two plates of wani's nasi goreng sardine! gosh! her cooking darn good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm can i say that's it! hehe.. cause i really dun noe what to write! haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-3042028834040776965?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3042028834040776965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3042028834040776965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#3042028834040776965' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-6989071714273945595</id><published>2006-12-20T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T13:16:32.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you guys must be wondering why i keep on saying 'i'm broke'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not that my family have no money left or whatsoever. we are just on a very very very tight budget! seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my uncles been pestering, us to lend them money! they begged. they cried. &lt;br /&gt;last year we moved house, so obviously, we have the money right! &lt;br /&gt;we keep on leanding them 'loads' of money till my dad broke! i mean from $70,000 plus. to like $2000. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually we should get like $40,000. la. minus the renovation which is doesn't show much effect! then pay the agent, lawyer fees and so on. [don't minus the money my uncles owe yet]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my uncle hutang us $20,000. then my other uncle, $5,000 an $6,000 from my mam, which she took from the $40,000. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the rest we spend for OURSELVES! sigh!. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that left us with $2000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once, my mam lied to my dad that my sister's boyfriend caught in an accident and needed money for operation just to get my uncle the money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then everytime we on the road and saw any bike accident he will say; tgk ar n. nanti nyusah kn org. mintak org duit! pinjam sane sini! mcm kakak ko nye matair ar. pinjam duit. sampi skrg tak bayar bayar!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime he said that, my heart breaks! into pieces! it's sad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i cann't tell him the truth! sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why i till now i haven't buy my school books and my school stuffs! &lt;br /&gt;i pity him! loads. $2000 for me and my two brothers? could it be enuff? &lt;br /&gt;and not a single cent is on me now!.. i won't be saying this all if they pay us! they didn't pay us! that's why i mind! i'm not being selfish or watever u say. i know they have problems that's why the borrow us money! but you really don't know the other part of the story! it's worst than what i think! i ain't posting it here. cause i've type and &lt;em&gt;humilated&lt;/em&gt; them enuff! i don't want to make them look bad unlike some people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course. i do make an effort to go look for job! but they don't want me? bloody hell! what am i suppose to do? i search enuff la! btw. i'm not that materialistic that goes shopping every day and week and month! and &lt;em&gt;demands&lt;/em&gt; everything that in stores now!i will only shop when i saw something nice! i really don't mind if i don't go shopping for ages! unlike some other girls! they broke something and demands for another one a.s.ap. and if you see their shopping list, it's endless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-6989071714273945595?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/6989071714273945595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/6989071714273945595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#6989071714273945595' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-1422601047670919715</id><published>2006-12-20T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T17:37:35.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw Nadia just now! with her guy! mukhsin! which happen to be my brother's friend! hehe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was walking back from shop then i saw this familiar figure walking with a guy! than nadia was like 'hey i know this girl' and start waving at me! wee! then i'm embarrased! cause i haven't bath! and didn't even wear my bra! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me; how come i you are here! i haven't bath you know! hha&lt;br /&gt;Nadia; Huh? havent bath? now what time already?&lt;br /&gt;Muksin; huh? blom mandi [somekind like that la]&lt;br /&gt;Me; diam la! haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i should bath! grr! btw. her guy look better in real life... better in than friendster! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said she will be online tmrw! BE there ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-1422601047670919715?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/1422601047670919715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/1422601047670919715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#1422601047670919715' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-549405917504953446</id><published>2006-12-17T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T01:08:38.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY DEAREST LOVED ONES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna wish y'all who will be collecting y'all N LEVEL result tomorrow loads of GOOD LUCK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm.. let me name name a few: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APIDZ! my everthing brother! &lt;br /&gt;NAINA, my look alike sedare! &lt;br /&gt;HONG, my generous friend!&lt;br /&gt;SAZ, my lovely friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAX!! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the Sec 4s this year!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-549405917504953446?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/549405917504953446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/549405917504953446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#549405917504953446' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-6148491598105129447</id><published>2006-12-16T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T16:41:40.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let's see what do i have today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm... just another boring day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw. i have my own named sanwich! hehe... everybody seems to like it very much! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;it's called tini-sanwich! nah too plain. tiniwinisanwini. haha too clowny! but its cute. haha ok! i'll have that name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm.. tiniwinisanwini! actually the sanwich is nothing much la.. haha... just boiled eggs, and pepper and bread. and salads. but most of the time i skip the salad. cause you know. too lazy to jump down the stairs to go to the shops! bu still i have to go shop later cause nanny nak buah.. and i'm haunting for bubble tea! yeah back to the sanwini. mmm.. its the sanwich that i bring to the gathering la. hehe! nice kan? yep i know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think, i'm being bloody hyper sensitive. i always think people are avoiding me. but they aren't. ish pretty irratating ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i'm sad. cause schools gonna open soon! boooo!.. and i hardly prepare anything! even books! bag i think i'll reuse. FYI: there's loads of bags waiting to be used! but then i still WANT MY PONY BAG!! where can i get it? RSH? checked! but not nice!. how? i still want it!&lt;br /&gt;shoes? i think i'll buy one pair. been using the sleese for 2 years! but i like that one. uniform? mmm. i think i'll skip skirt. and just buy the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix! once again! I MISS ALL OF YOU!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS PIJA! i think she's in malaysia! again! mmm.. see qamar eh pija? and i miss the long night chat la pija!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY BESTYS! WANI AND IMA! i miss laughing my heart out with you guys! been awhile we snap pics togather. mmm. I LOVE YA'LL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY CLASSMATES! mmm.. i may hate school but i will never hate y'all. i miss those gatherings! i miss sharing ghost storys and stupid storys with y'all. miss those times we ate togeher in class.. miss hating y'all. miss gossiping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY OL DEAREST BUDDYS!! NADIA AND APRIL!! i badly want to go out with ya'll!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS THE REST OF YOU! yep. you know who you are!.. still dun noe? aiyo! haha.. those who appreciates me. who loves me. cares for me. who always be there for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S BEEN Y'ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm.. i sound like i'm dying soon! haha.. i know its not a thing to say la!! &lt;br /&gt;but loved ones! let's pray for each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna say i miss and love y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-6148491598105129447?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/6148491598105129447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/6148491598105129447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#6148491598105129447' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-7931556196386858881</id><published>2006-12-14T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T01:18:16.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;AQUARIUS&lt;&lt;&lt; &gt;Trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Great kisser.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;One of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Loves being in long-term relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Extremely energetic.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;from the future.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;will exceed your expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Amazing in bed, THE BEST LOVERS BETTER THAN EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see what's true ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUSTWORTHY: yes, you can trust me. cause the next minute after you tell me your secret of watsoever i cannot remember what you just said! serious! and that's my secret! not officially secret la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEXY: am i sexy!? *shekesbutt* but someone once said i am! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT KISSER: kisser? i don't know about that! never been kissed la dey! haha! must wait for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE OF A KIND: jyeah! i love being one of a kind! syafiq just mentiond it just now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES BEING IN LONG TERM RELATION: of course! but too bad for me.. the longest relationship i had with a guy lastd for 4 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXTREMELY ENERGETIC: yeah! thats only when i'm in my craziest mood! and with my CLANS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNPREDICTABLE: yep! i cant even predict myself.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM THE FUTURE: haha.. its true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL EXCEED YOUR EXPECTATION: YES! why? because YOU always look down on me! that's why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT A FIGHTER, BUT WILL KNOCK YOUR LIGHTS OUT! : DAMN TRUE! that's what i love most about me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING IN BED! THE BEST LOVER YOU WILL GET: ahhaa... SAYANG, tell them! is it true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i posting this? because i somehow like this kind of stuffs! i love horoscopes! though people say its bad! mm.. what is the bad thing? i love it! muax!! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-7931556196386858881?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/7931556196386858881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/7931556196386858881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#7931556196386858881' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-8310435211103628468</id><published>2006-12-14T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T00:32:43.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mm.. i think my nenek hopitalised because she was shocked of what happened the other day! &lt;em&gt;kesian nenek aku!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday: went to wani's to snap some pictures of me posing. need to go B.H.I &lt;em&gt;asap. &lt;/em&gt;want to claim what's mine! that's when she told me my granny been hospitalised. obviously, my mam called her to tell me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: let's see.. go see nenek at TTS! then at 6.30 pm went off to the MRT station to meet Wani, Along and Hong Kia! then headed off to united square for PIZZA HUT!! thanks Hong! i know i owe you lolipop for your birthday! see that's what you get if you are befriend with er`body! see see. you get PIZZA! haha.. but love is the most important la.. love among friends. GOD! i love all my friends! most of all i heart PIJA! though i heart you loads pija, i ain't giving up my 4 HEROIC HEROES!! haix!! how i which i can marry all four of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which! if you read my PM. about the worthless friend! yeah! not making up things la. but then. i really don't fancy her since the very first day i met her. she's a fake! we are close but ain't close! get me! aiya! i don't know!. she kept on lying and lying about things! &lt;em&gt;why must you lie?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday which is today! hurm... let's see again ight! I MISS HIM!!! [pija! you know him! not him but the other him! do you think you know him?] haix! he ain't gonna be online for long time, i think! haix! the last time i chatd with him was yesterday! but still i miss you loads hun!! you never fail to put on a smile on my face! eventhough i tried to fakely hate you! i know you somehow know i was faking! hehe! see, that's why i miss you! i erm. i. like you! love you! and i somehow know i got no chance to be with you! i tried and still trying! not hard but just hoping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah! Syafiq calld again! hurm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;say whatever you want to say about me. i still do care. but i'm not going to bother!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-8310435211103628468?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/8310435211103628468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/8310435211103628468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#8310435211103628468' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-2729093903664568838</id><published>2006-12-10T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T20:25:15.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he CALLED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, my brother told him to call back later on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. will he call me back??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please call me back! PLEASE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-2729093903664568838?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/2729093903664568838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/2729093903664568838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#2729093903664568838' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-3302260220220791127</id><published>2006-12-10T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T16:45:33.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont fancy INDONESIAN MAIDs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are pathetics. i know i'm bad! but sial ar! because of them my family ergh.. ribut leady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is my mam went to Cik Esa's shop to buy stuffs. then my mam askd for my dad's miyak rambut. so my mam askd this maid for the minyak rambut. but the maid just stood there like statue. siap pose lagi. then my mam leave the maid alone la.. so go around the shop to look at the tudung. after 30 mins my mam went back to the bloddy maid to get the minyak rambut. then my dad come by the shop to shout for my mam. then my mam said she's waiting for the maid to get her to minyak rambut. then baru the maid nk kalang kabut carik minyak rambut kat bawah cabinet tu!ergh!!!! buat dose je la maki org.!!! tapi jage ar pe`el ko! and my dad lost his patient and start scolding my mam infront of the maid. suke ar org kene marah.. lagi lagi depan dier. and then she got the bloddy guts to talk back! and of course my mam fought back! if only i were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz! now my dad had gone to the jemputan alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad.. another one. nak marah org jangan la depan org. malu kan. its humilating!! thats 1 thing i don't fancy about my dad. i've been humilated infront of crowds before. i know how sad and humilated! it is.. mm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok about the maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because of maids my adik sedare[s] are not healthy! slalu kene pukul je ape nak sihat! so dun trust maids! erm.. some maids la. my other uncle's maid actually pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok about yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh! too fed up to type..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog real soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok.. ive edited this post twice.. too much swearings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now my all my family members excluding my dad who insist on hearing the truth are cursing the maid! hakhak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh! if only i were there, i'll whack her ass down. make her kiss the bloody ground! see where she stands! that's what you gonna get for humilating people. for making people cry. for making people's pride drop. if only i were there la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she humilated my mam! imagine if its yours. i bet you would do the same thing right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i aint talking big!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you mess with my clans you're messing with me aites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step nigga mane je..!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bringing my ass down tmrw. it aint over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must wake up early to do so.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mam said she'll get her revenge tomrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were her, i'll do the same thing.. but i ain't gonna wait for tmrw. but on that very minute. second! tick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, i'm in love with the word 'ain't' hehe. please mind the sentence if the word ain't ain't supose to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mam never been rude to people! now people gonna say that she's rude.! WTF?? just because of that girl.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and GOD!! please don't do anything to their marriage! i beg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ain't being rude ok! that's just how to deal with stuffs like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-3302260220220791127?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3302260220220791127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3302260220220791127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#3302260220220791127' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-1877223968375210843</id><published>2006-12-09T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T16:43:48.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to type something but then i don't know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm.. waiting for mam to ask me to siap. we both are going to tampines mall. to collect a new cable remote control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok there's something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday. my mam got angry with my adik cause he cannot stop shouting to my big brother. &lt;em&gt;adik you can switch that bloody fan yourself. saje nak carik pasal.&lt;/em&gt; then my mam went in her room with the remote and she flung the remote towards my brother in the toilet. i mean, he was in the toilet. but lucky for him, my mam is not good at aiming. and still the remote broke into two.! haha. me? hurm. i was laughing my heart out loud in front of my dearest comp. that's funny ok. not scary. haha. and then my mam came to me and askd me to fix the remote. hahahaha.. i laughd again. how could i know? the inside already terkuluar you expect me to fix? i'm no remote fixer la ma. haha. then my mam lied to my dad that the remote spoilt because it had a great fall. hahaha.. humpty dumpty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm.. Doha is nice!!! ergh.. guess when i'll be there? mmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.. i want to be a stewardess. hekhek.. can i?? can i??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok since i already have a 'cita-cita' i'll work hard.&lt;br /&gt;hmm .. the reason i didnt work hard the past few years is because i have no 'cita-cita' la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TINI MUST WORK HARD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya! mam cancel the Tampines trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. i'm going to Sembawang Park or Seletar [depends on the tide] to 'JOLOK'. Don't get dirty ok! hahaha.. we want to tangkap ketam la... That's what dad said.. hhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. Wani have been wanting to eat my mam's lauk ketam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-1877223968375210843?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/1877223968375210843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/1877223968375210843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#1877223968375210843' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-261195133244318294</id><published>2006-12-08T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T13:16:22.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MISS MY FRIENDS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm confused. about my feelings! it's crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;used&lt;/em&gt; to like him.  Am sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-261195133244318294?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/261195133244318294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/261195133244318294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#261195133244318294' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-1257179627277381853</id><published>2006-12-06T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T20:29:54.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sick. having all-over bodyache. my eyes are watery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AKU LAPAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-1257179627277381853?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/1257179627277381853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/1257179627277381853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#1257179627277381853' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-7842788197648303373</id><published>2006-12-06T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T13:22:07.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's something missing in my life. really. i don't know what. but lately, i'm just not happy. and i think i shrinkd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, me , ain, hazwan, ruddi, hussein went to Sentosa for Wei Sien picnic party. like i said, i did not have a lot of fun. though it was fun haging out with them. i may be laughing my whole heart out but inside it's miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. with Hazwan leading the way, of course we are lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing fun happend. just the same ol night and day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been talking to Syafiq for the past 3 days. ayah will go crazy if he open the phone bills. sorry dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh. and please come back to me with your problems. ahah. cause i actually misunderstood the situation. haha. dungu tini. her brother was talking to his GIRLSSSSS. and my bro was using the phone when she tried to call. er. sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think someone hates me. and loads are talking about my weakness and cacatness. and i care ok. i hate ppl like that. get a life la. eh? this is life. people talk about each other behind their backs. but nehmind. they will get tired. and SHUT UP! ergh!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i'll post some nice pics of me with sentosa and my frens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-7842788197648303373?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/7842788197648303373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/7842788197648303373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#7842788197648303373' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-6997212413151578270</id><published>2006-12-01T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T19:22:42.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back. ok i know i have to update every now and then so that my readers won't run away. haha. and if i didn't post anything. please wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm let's recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few hours ago, i've confessed my feelings to HIM. yey! it's a bloddy relieve i tell you! i've been waiting and frusting and &lt;em&gt;pendam&lt;/em&gt;ing my feelings for a very long time. and i sense that he have feelings for me too. so Guys! you have a &lt;em&gt;long way to go&lt;/em&gt;! haha. but i'm not in the mood to be attached! ;p &lt;em&gt;[like he will ask me out]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually ive been draging this whole thing. i can simply confess on last friday. but then i've no guts. and that makes my week bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please don't come to me with your problems please. i know this sound selfish, you cannot come to me but i can come to you. 'cause i'll end up having the same problems as yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm having the same problem with one of my anak sedare. haa. she lost her best friend. i dun know how many times must i lost my bestys to earn a good life! everytime i calld her. her bro will ans and make excuses. and it doesnt make any sense 'cause he will only say that she is not in. and her mam won't tell her out so often! dude! i'm no kiddo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok &lt;em&gt;'nuff&lt;/em&gt; of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday! &lt;em&gt;me, me bro, me mam and me dad&lt;/em&gt; along with pija and &lt;em&gt;pija's sis and pija's mam and pija's dad&lt;/em&gt; went to Johor. &lt;em&gt;[i'm not that excited 'cause of the proby if i face no problem i'll be jumping up and down&lt;/em&gt;.] my butt hurts ok! i took ages to reach ruma mak long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ard 5 we went out to Klang to send the &lt;em&gt;busu&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;besar&lt;/em&gt;s to the bus station. the &lt;em&gt;keciks&lt;/em&gt; stayd over night with us! but before that we went to &lt;em&gt;Kak Comel's.&lt;/em&gt; i &lt;em&gt;boncheng&lt;/em&gt; the scooter! &lt;em&gt;ija&lt;/em&gt;, who is smaller than me, drives it! and adik got to ride the scrambler. ish! we round the &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;village.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and that's what you get&lt;/span&gt; when you lived in kampung, even at a small age you know how to work the bike! then we head for the station. the after saying &lt;em&gt;bye bye.&lt;/em&gt; we went makan! then to the next house, &lt;em&gt;kak lelot! [luar setengan dlm kondo] &lt;/em&gt;then that's that. we head home wore our stokin and sleep. i dont normally wear socks. there's &lt;em&gt;toyol&lt;/em&gt; there. and 'cause of the toyol. my mp4 went dead! ergh! i didnt chargeit 'cause i scared the toyol will &lt;em&gt;curik&lt;/em&gt;! haha&lt;em&gt;. will they? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next day! the whole family left me and pija at home. 'cause we wake up late. though, i'm the first to sleep. hehe. when we wake up help tidy up little bit. the lepak. and we watched tv3. haha. there was this part when 2 hosts quiz the malaysian about malaysia. they got 6 out of 30 questions! &lt;em&gt;pehthetss&lt;/em&gt;! we got dress and eat the pratas the bought for us. and then kak comel and fariza and syafiq came! me and pija was praising ija's baju and that's what got us to Klang again. BCB the mall! hekhek! the kids were bad! theyset me up with syafiq! ape je! they askd me to sit beside him la. walk with him la. &lt;em&gt;nasib aku cool!&lt;/em&gt; haha. then we came back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we head home. no no. we ate at singgah selalu. we actually pland to go &lt;em&gt;DANGA BAY. &lt;/em&gt;but &lt;em&gt;ayah nk balik. what to do. pegi je ar balik.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one funny! the burger dudes, who sell burger along the side way at the malaysia check point, including syafiq were flirting with me. hak! but i dun layan. cause i got no mood! it's irratating and frustating when you have problems. that's why i cried in the van! boohoo me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with dad around you will never get to shop! i just bought one pair of contact lens with took me almost 1/2 an hour to decide which colour. ;p and syafiq got irratated! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm. i guess that's all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there is any thing else i missd out! i'll update it in my next post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and please don't go around like you just seen the world yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-6997212413151578270?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/6997212413151578270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/6997212413151578270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#6997212413151578270' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-3928723328511349800</id><published>2006-11-23T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T22:01:00.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img151.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc00208sl8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/1562/dsc00208sl8.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Uploaded by ImageShack Toolbar"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://img151.imageshack.us/my.php?image=babieandbratzhahavb7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/1493/babieandbratzhahavb7.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img151.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc00224cz6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/14/dsc00224cz6.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img151.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc00225co3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/438/dsc00225co3.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://img151.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc00226ns7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/7223/dsc00226ns7.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://img151.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc00246eb7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/5310/dsc00246eb7.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img151.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc00250zm7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/3643/dsc00250zm7.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img151.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc00252zd7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/7536/dsc00252zd7.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img151.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc00253wj4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/4839/dsc00253wj4.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. those are the pics i snapped the other day! woots&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-3928723328511349800?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3928723328511349800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3928723328511349800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#3928723328511349800' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-2181901397531135516</id><published>2006-11-23T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T12:58:44.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is for you! i know you're mad at me. for those stupid things i've done! i'm sorry! but i meant what i sent. i just have no guts to tell you. scared that things would be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what... what I'm Gonna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See,&lt;br /&gt;baby I apologize&lt;br /&gt;For all the things that I've done, that I've done&lt;br /&gt;See I know that I've been a fool&lt;br /&gt;For far too long&lt;br /&gt;Baby you don't have to&lt;br /&gt;Go and run away&lt;br /&gt;Just come back to papa&lt;br /&gt;Please baby baby won't you stay&lt;br /&gt;If you really love me&lt;br /&gt;Then why are you leaving me?&lt;br /&gt;I can't live&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' about this crazy thang&lt;br /&gt;I lose sleep&lt;br /&gt;Just to daydream about you baby (oooh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy crazy crazy&lt;br /&gt;Just from thinking about you lately (crazy, babe)&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy crazy crazy&lt;br /&gt;Just from thinking about you baby (I don't know what to do, ooh)&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy crazy crazy crazy&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about you lately (crazy, crazy, crazy)&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy crazy (crazy crazy)&lt;br /&gt;When I can't touch you&lt;br /&gt;Crazy crazy (I'm going crazy)&lt;br /&gt;When I can't hold you&lt;br /&gt;Crazy crazy (I'm goin crazy) When I can't see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby baby baby&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've finally realized&lt;br /&gt;That you are my true love&lt;br /&gt;And I had a lot of time to think&lt;br /&gt;And you're all I seem to keep think, to keep thinking of, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Now I know I need you&lt;br /&gt;Each and every day&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;So don't run away&lt;br /&gt;Baby you said that you love me&lt;br /&gt;So why did you leave me&lt;br /&gt;Why why why why?&lt;br /&gt;I can't live&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' about this crazy day&lt;br /&gt;I lose sleep&lt;br /&gt;Just to daydream about you baby (oooh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy crazy crazy&lt;br /&gt;Just been thinking about you lately (just from thinkin')&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy crazy crazy&lt;br /&gt;Just been thinking about you baby (I'm goin craze, I'm goin crazy)&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy crazy crazy crazy (oaah)&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about you lately (de de doodle do)&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy crazy (crazy crazy)&lt;br /&gt;When I can't touch you&lt;br /&gt;Crazy crazy (I'm going crazy)&lt;br /&gt;When I can't hold you&lt;br /&gt;Crazy crazy (wooah) When I can't see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could see you again I would go&lt;br /&gt;If I could see you again I 'd go crazy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-2181901397531135516?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/2181901397531135516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/2181901397531135516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#2181901397531135516' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-6247688051237209736</id><published>2006-11-22T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T01:01:32.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mam ajak me go to masjid. to dgr some syarahan. but i dont want to go cause later on me and my mam will go to mak busu's to check on nyai's health. she's im bad condition. God save her Please. so my mam went to masjid. and i'll meet her at KFC at causeway point. she called to say that she got the wrong day. its tomorrow. and she asked me to siap. she told me to take the cab and meet her at the bus stop near masjid. but then. my sis ajak me go to Chong Pang to transfer some dough to mama. and since i have to return the vcd at LaserFlair. i went with her. i tot that was that. but no. she wanted to but another chager for her hp. since her NEWLY BOUGHT charger lost. its the third time she bought it. and mam kept on calling us to say hurry up. she've waited for two hours. and the bus stop is hot. then she called again to tell me that she had gone to Causeway Point's KFC to wait for me there. she i hurry hurry go to the bus stop to catch the first bus. and then on the bus. the conductor. who always find fault with me was there. ergh. she asked for my ticket. i paid $1 for  the ride to interchange.but the tix printed 90 cents. ape je. and the mak cik demanded to pay another 90 cents when the actual ride was $1.10. bullocks. so there go my last cents. i have no money left. so sampai je interchange i hurry hurry go kfc. but when i got there. ma tak de. shoots. so i decided to call akak to ask for her no. but i have 5 cents 5 Cents change. so i korek punye korek infront of the lobby. but nothing appeared la. so i went to mcdonalds. sape tau ma tuka plan. but no mama there. so i rushed to the toilet. and asked the makcik whether she have 10cents change. negative. so i lengah lengah. went back to kfc to check ma again. still negative. ok thats it. i go to the mrt station to check how much my ez-link left. 40 cents. ok la tu. so i hurry hurry go down the stairs so that the guy earlier who asked for donation doesnt spot me. time gini jgk dier mintak donation. time kaye tak nk mintak. so i left for mak busu's. lucky i took the right bus there. sampai je ruma mak busu aku di tertawe kan oleh mereka mereka semua. aduh! shuldnt have told them. i calld mam thousands of time. baru dier angkat. then i asked her where'd u go. i miss u so. haha no no. i didnt say that. she told me she went to the toilet. hell. so me and pija went back to causeway to teman kan dier makan. beli kan nyai mknan. it took ages to find nyai the rite food. we ended up buying her grapes. hehe.  and we meet up with ayah to ride back at busu's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i took loads of pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post them soon k. i want to edit first. it's huge. the size&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-6247688051237209736?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/6247688051237209736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/6247688051237209736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#6247688051237209736' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-3837183806073781110</id><published>2006-11-19T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:11:59.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby im back yeah!</title><content type='html'>so i just got back. really tiring! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and me dad and me mam went to jemputan.i don't know that Khatib ade CC. ;p it took us 10 mins to look for the CC. u-turn, balik, u-turn, balik. at last we found it yey! its behind the police post. erk. ok the majlis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the majlis was preety bad actually. we arrived ard 3-4 pm. i'm not sure. i didn't carry any watch. so we went to this empty table and sat there. me mam and me went to scoop some food. but there was no plate. none. so we returnd to the table. about 10 mins later. about 12 plates was placed on the table. up me and mam went. there were forks and no spoons. so i went to the other side of the hall. nothing was there. and this mak cik chase after my mam to point out that we went the wrong way. we can just pick wat we want at our side. then my mam said to her that there was no spoon there. i think the mak cik heard i said ' kat sane tak de pape. nk amik ape' i know it was rude. but then i'm irratated. a lot of things. i was wearing contact lens on only one side. haha. ugly yeah! but then i can still spot hensem guys ok. haha. there were two. more actually. but i like the two.  one of them lookd like syarif or alyf [is that how u spell his name?] from sleeq. syarif i think. haha. this guy lookd more gooder than syarif. haha sorry babes! haha. and the other one lookd like him ['syarif-klon']. think they are brothers. hah. but the younger one keep looking at me. hahhahhhaha. haix. tini tini. haha. and i got more irratated when ppl treat me like im invisible. they walk. they hit my shoulder with their bag. ape je. and without me knowing. i go jeling him. i mean the younger one. and and and. when i was scooping my nasi. 'syarif' was standing in front of me. we made eye contact. HAHHAHHAHA. thats all. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all. no. actually there;s more. but nehmind. not important. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now i want to go pasar malam. but again no teman.! haix!!!! ARGH!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pija! stop pestering me about MANAN! ok? haha aku da lupe kan dier ok. hahaha &lt;br /&gt;ajinamoto! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-3837183806073781110?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3837183806073781110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3837183806073781110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#3837183806073781110' title='baby im back yeah!'/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-7243519063598187291</id><published>2006-11-18T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T13:29:02.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to say this but. i just realised that. my dreams that i dreamt at night are related to my life.&lt;br /&gt;not much proof but i have 1 example. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the other day. monday is it? i can't remember. i dreamt that me and azrie, my classmate, are attached together. wierd. uh`uh! i don't remember how the dream goes. but what i remember is. he was belai-belai-ing my hair. and then ain [my clasmate too] stared at him. i dunnoe why. and shouted at him. the argue about me. haha. then i woke up. then sleep again. then i &lt;em&gt;mimpi&lt;/em&gt; again! this time a guy. manan i think. pija nye sedare. i met him on the 1st day of raye. he was the first guy i saw when i first step on Mak Busu's house. he's good looking thats why. aha. oh yab the dream. this time he was waiting for me outside my flat. and we went out togoether. then i woke up. haha. so the following day. i slept at wani's. dreamt something. about a guy too. then the next day. that fucking guy came. achik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally. he damn hit the msg that i hate him. haha. i didn't return his call. so he stop calling me. and everytime he call me. i make excuses. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-7243519063598187291?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/7243519063598187291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/7243519063598187291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#7243519063598187291' title=''/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-3967581057646537161</id><published>2006-11-17T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T20:29:54.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pig day!</title><content type='html'>it's a pig day today.  i hardly go out today. not even to the corridor. i didn't bath till 7 oclock. and had my shower squating! haha. lazy day it is!. so. nothing interesting happen today. lameo day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i got 1 vcd left to watch. then i want to return it and rent save the last dance for me. many said that the story line is like step up. no i mean step up is like save the last dance for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then. thats all i guess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-3967581057646537161?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3967581057646537161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/3967581057646537161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#3967581057646537161' title='pig day!'/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-1211787659130969220</id><published>2006-11-16T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T23:38:18.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>darn this thing!</title><content type='html'>actually ive typed out my say yesterday you know. but i don't know what happen to the post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so i went to chong pang again to return the vcds i rent yesterday. or is it the day before yesterday. i can't remember. i don't even know what day today. and i don't want to know. and i don't even care. i borrowd all the movies that featured Bow Wizzle! like mike was crazy! bow wow was and stilll cute! haha!! like mike 2 was lame coz there is no Shad!. Johnson Family Vacation. i don't know. its funny! but i saw it half way! is that all? wait. let me see. oh yab. i got Roll Bounce! all 70s. and there is NICK CANNON! my lover. haha bernard huh? oh yab. and bring it on. all or nothing! that was cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm addicted to renting. so i rent more today. i rent slap her, she's french. and 10 things i hate about her. i have loads to watch actually, but i want to rent more! haha! after that me and my sis went to gv to watch step up! lovely mayne that movie! tsk! i love that kind of movie y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but actually that's not what i want to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about a month ago. a lady approach me. [i know this sound crap but just bear k!] she askd for my no. and askd if im interested in modelling? i said. why not. just gimme a call. later on. the office calld me and she want me to go to her office. to sign the contract whatsoever. i went there after i had my oral. and that oral took ages! god! i took taxi home. change and stuff. doll myself up! haa and rush to the main street to catch a cab with my mam! i need her since im not yet 18. and they are bloody sickening ok! kept calling me! i said ill be there! ill be there! aduh! obviously im late. went to the room wit my mam. trish, the lady who interviewd me, talkd so fast that i have to strain me ears! poor eary-eary-ears!! she said im chosen. [whatever] 15 was chosen! and i have to purchase my own make-up. which i have to buy from them and use them instead of mine. [what shit] i have to ask my dad for $550. crap!!! crap!! i know!! urg!! but i paid them late. who cares! i hate them! they must hate me too i think! haha. btw, the make up brand is Beverly Shades. heard 'em before? go to e-bay and check the price. it cozt me bomb sial! im not working 'course its bombshell. and they said M.A.C is not good! what the fuck! M.A.C? not good? must be crazy mayne! and they said the course which i attend was $2000. and the lesson is like crap. every sunday. 1 hour. for 6 weeks. they showd us how to stand. sit. walk. apply make up. and nothing. NOTHING went in my head! why? course im a slow learner and they are like bullshit. when i asked them to repeat they tsked. they sighed. and make actions that they are irratated. me and fiza were the only malay. the rest. chinese. and no indians. ha. dunnoe why. they did that to fiza too. and when the chinese askd them to repeat. urgh. you know what they do right? every lesson. if im not late i didnt bring things. and there's one part where trish and i dunnoe who was talking. i approached them i mean trish to tell her that i didnt bring the money. and i saw this idunnoewholady shaking her head. you know how right? and i jeling her. and talk to trish somemore. she's still shaking her head. i dunnoe why. i said nothing about the money anymore. i think i was talking about the make up when will i receive it. its not a thing to shake head right? so i found out later on that its actually her habit. bad habit some knind of. hak hak. btw. i still owe them 5 pictures of me. and they owe me a job and a cert. and i have to collect my powder and my lipstick i think. and the lipstick is dry. ergh!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have anoter thing to share. but i forgotten what it is. haha maybe tmrw aites. ive typed enuf. ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind my english. cant be bothered to corect em. and miss chia is not here to corect it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya.&lt;br /&gt;lovingshad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-1211787659130969220?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/1211787659130969220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/1211787659130969220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#1211787659130969220' title='darn this thing!'/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2167141604697157825.post-5338277173773418694</id><published>2006-11-15T12:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T23:39:42.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell him to feck off</title><content type='html'>yesterday i went to wani's. me and ima slept there. ergh. rent some vcds, watch 'em.&lt;br /&gt;do typical stuff! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, i and wani went to jurong swimming complex and achik! he is such an asshole! fucking one! ask for my no. of course i gave him! stupid! *slaps forehead*&lt;br /&gt;one thing i hate about guys is that when they ask for your no. and they pretend to be shy/nervous! kiss my ass! and that girl who helpd him askd my no. is actually is his ex. God!&lt;br /&gt;why is this guy so stupid! haha. and in the pool he [Allahuakbar. tak paham bahase] keep on tickling me! feck him la! chibai! and he even calld me SUAR. of course i didn't sit still. i curse him back la.! and he is so proud about his life. main baju la. mak angkat baik la. police record la. saman rokok la! fuck off la! fuck off! and haha for him, on the bloody bus keep repeating that he is ngantok! so i send him to sleep in a harsh way! ahahahahahahahah! sampai la balik. everything he said to me. i um. ok. haha. back. sickening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and galens of water flows in my both ears! and now im pekak leady! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mam said: amik gunting kat dapur&lt;br /&gt;i heard: matikan lampu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad said: gunting botak&lt;br /&gt;i heard: pakai otak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have a new crush! BOW WOW! of course! i have loads to say! tell y'all tmrw aites?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2167141604697157825-5338277173773418694?l=miyumisaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/5338277173773418694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2167141604697157825/posts/default/5338277173773418694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyumisaki.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#5338277173773418694' title='tell him to feck off'/><author><name>Miyu-Misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05222133495208704956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
