<?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-8048084899358247382</id><updated>2012-02-06T01:14:02.477-08:00</updated><category term='2009'/><category term='funny'/><category term='family matters'/><category term='funny thoughts'/><category term='loss'/><category term='offline'/><category term='updates'/><category term='pissed'/><category term='hyper'/><category term='bazaar'/><category term='so what should i say?'/><category term='jaejoong'/><category term='spam'/><category term='license'/><category term='curse to the world'/><category term='anger'/><category term='sorry'/><category term='blabber'/><category term='begin'/><category term='contest'/><category term='craps'/><category term='american idol'/><category term='drama'/><category term='kl'/><category term='vday'/><category term='lost'/><category term='michael jackson'/><category term='motherfucker'/><category term='david archuleta'/><category term='reason'/><category term='joy'/><category term='secret hideaway'/><category term='pass'/><category term='boring'/><category term='movie'/><category term='wishes'/><category term='flaws are my strength'/><category term='skii bo ski'/><category term='chinese new year'/><category term='speech'/><category term='welcome to my screwed world'/><category term='farrah fawcett'/><category term='stacey'/><category term='fun'/><category term='things are not too shabby'/><category term='chess'/><category term='KL trip'/><category term='president'/><category term='choir'/><category term='loveee'/><category term='winner'/><category term='attention'/><category term='smart'/><category term='drive'/><category term='sweet revenge'/><category term='great minds think alike'/><category term='night'/><category term='change'/><category term='kota belud'/><category term='oops'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='choral'/><category term='16'/><category term='bullshit'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='rantings'/><category term='embarass'/><category term='second chance'/><category term='PLKN'/><category term='PS2'/><category term='chores'/><category term='annoy'/><category term='new year'/><category term='britney'/><category term='friends'/><category term='back to school'/><category term='1Borneo'/><category term='kokum'/><category term='earth hour'/><category term='happy birthday'/><category term='SOS'/><category term='kids with guns'/><category term='awesome'/><category term='random'/><category term='reunion'/><category term='larry platt'/><category term='april'/><category term='2010'/><category term='games'/><category term='expression'/><category term='single awareness'/><category term='confessions'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='freaks'/><category term='my sanity and patience are running thin'/><category term='kris allen'/><category term='hello again'/><category term='hiatus'/><category term='weird'/><category term='screwed'/><category term='first appointment'/><category term='don&apos;t worry be happy'/><category term='discovery'/><category term='problem'/><title type='text'>x_No.Disturbia_x</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>134</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-3594723163095329993</id><published>2012-01-09T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T02:59:47.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Four: Seven Things That Cross Your Mind A Lot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Exams, definitely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Holidays + a programme that will be going on during the holidays (Iqra' programme)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. My future, this is for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. Food to eat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. The &lt;i&gt;thing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. Memories :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a quick update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No paper today, but &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;tomorrow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; is going to be a long day - having a paper in the morning and another in the evening. Both papers will require a lot of thinkings and facts, since well, you can't play around with papers that will require a lot of factual information.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"&gt;Wish me luck! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-3594723163095329993?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/3594723163095329993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048084899358247382&amp;postID=3594723163095329993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3594723163095329993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3594723163095329993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-four-seven-things-that-cross-your.html' title='Day Four: Seven Things That Cross Your Mind A Lot'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-3379000239784081442</id><published>2012-01-08T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T07:17:40.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Three: Eight Ways to Win Your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Knows his way around the kitchen :) honestly, I really like a guy who can cook well. My dad knows how to cook very well, and I want this quality to be in my husband someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It's kind of&amp;nbsp;cliché, but I do appreciate when a guy (or anyone actually) gives me presents, especially on special occasions. I would be on top of the world if he knows what are my favourites, like my favourite books or flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Be able to guide me to know my religion better. I'm still learning about Islam and being a good Muslimah, and I would like a person to teach me about the beauty of Islam :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I don't know why, but only recently I found out that I am comfortable around people who can click in with me whenever we are having conversations, especially with all the mocking and the sense of ridiculousness around. It's not really important, but whoever has this quality is actually a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I like a guy who reads. Be it the lamest book on Earth or the title of the book that I've never heard before, as long he is interested in reading. I found guys who read very cool (haha). My mum had taught me to read as early as preschool times, so reading has been in my blood since (there you go, you got another fact about myself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Someone who always well dressed, no matter where he goes, scores big time with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Clicks in with my family, since they are the closest people to me. They know my real self, my good qualities and my flaws. In short, they know most of me. In most of things, I cannot simply left out my family. Therefore, if you can impress my family with your true, natural self without any pretences, you actually win half of my heart already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Okay this may sound so outdated and lame, but just be yourself :) I don't mind having someone who don't listen to Within Temptation or who prefers to read non fiction rather than Jodi Picoult. Don't be someone who you're not and be comfortable with your own skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not in particular or whatsoever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I still believe in having a relationship after marriage though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yYxwhrsu68k/Twmvks57lRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/hBfkCkgV63I/s1600/logo+nikah_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yYxwhrsu68k/Twmvks57lRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/hBfkCkgV63I/s1600/logo+nikah_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This challenge is getting interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But now I should study for Islam Civilisation and Asian Civilisation now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-3379000239784081442?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/3379000239784081442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048084899358247382&amp;postID=3379000239784081442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3379000239784081442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3379000239784081442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-three-eight-ways-to-win-your-heart.html' title='Day Three: Eight Ways to Win Your Heart'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yYxwhrsu68k/Twmvks57lRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/hBfkCkgV63I/s72-c/logo+nikah_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-668565032342955938</id><published>2012-01-08T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T17:38:07.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Two: Nine Things About Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm always having problems listing down things about myself since forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But ah, well don't we all? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. When I was younger (back in high school days), I liked being a listener better than the speaker when I was involved in a conversation. Maybe back then, I listened better than I talked because well, most of the time - I was always thinking that my problems were not as bad as compared to the others. But, these recent days were much better, as I talked as much as I listened, probably due to environment that inspired me to express out better :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. After I attended Foundation more than a year ago, I have grown to trust other people around me more and more. I don't know why, but my Foundation in Science friends especially, are among the people that I'm most comfortable around, regardless the fact that I only know them for a short time. I guess that being a Foundation in Science student for a year had helped me a lot in discovering more about myself and others around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. I like to drive a car better when the windows are open widely. I don't know why but having the windows open not only give me the fresh air from the outside (most of the time), but also I am able to drive faster. I like the feeling when you just feel the adrenaline rush over you when you drive with the windows open, you feel somehow free. Maybe it's just me, I don't know either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Pink is the usually the symbol of feminism, which I agrees - since well, my bedroom is painted in shades of pink and I like it. But the truth is, my favourite colours are red and black. My things tend to be all dark-coloured, but I like to explore the beauty of other colours too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. My handwriting has always been one of my significance. I scribble a lot during lectures when taking down notes, but I&amp;nbsp;dare say&amp;nbsp;that I write&lt;i&gt; very&lt;/i&gt; neatly when I remake my notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. I get on awesomely well with my family :D they are the only ones who know me so well, even though when I am not around at home. Maybe it's because home is the only place where I can finally become a part of me that people cannot see when I'm outside. My mum and my dad have been big inspirations for me and as for my siblings, they are on top of my BFF list. I'm not ashamed to say "I love you" to all my family members whenever I got in contact with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. My music type somehow doesn't fit with my personality. People may be thinking I like all those typical Taylor Swift songs, but no, I don't. I hear Taylor Swift's songs too, but I prefer songs that have some beats or catchy, or even symphonic metal like Within Temptation songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. I tend to be a potato couch whenever I'm back at home. I watch all kinds of television series, name it: Crime Scene Investigation, How I Met Your Mother, Glee, House, Numb3rs. And yes, that will include the reality series, like Project Runway and America's Next Top Model. After Asian Food Channel is introduced to Astro, I begin to 'satisfy' my gluttony with all those cooking shows on AFC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9. I love being optimistic when the people around me are not. I believe that when I always keep up the positive thinking, I will bring the good vibe (hahaha) around so people can be happy and optimistic as I do :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's day three now, so I supposed that I'll find myself doing the next challenge after this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-668565032342955938?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/668565032342955938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048084899358247382&amp;postID=668565032342955938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/668565032342955938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/668565032342955938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-two-nine-things-about-yourself.html' title='Day Two: Nine Things About Yourself'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-357250118555786374</id><published>2012-01-06T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T23:18:03.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One: Ten Things You Want to Say to Ten Different People Right Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. If the sunlight hits your study table, will that make you stupid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. When is it coming, sir?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. I'm sorry. For everything that I've done and for the things that I haven't done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. How's your week? How was your exam?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. I want moneyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. You said the papers were easy. I'm so glad that I didn't believe you hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. I'm so scared that I'm not going to get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. Let's go out and eat good food :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9. Don't you dare sleep now. Friend me play games bahahaha XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10. We don't know each other much, but it's very nice to meet you :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Try guessing all these people ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After exam month finishes, I'm going to stay up late and watch&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Running Man&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;like there's no tomorrow. The people who run the show are just... &lt;b&gt;TOO&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt; OH OH, AND SUPER &lt;i&gt;SUPER&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;HILARIOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OJBJrhNde0o/TwadQ0Vn9FI/AAAAAAAAAVI/5YrDCtyyU3Y/s1600/running_man_shinkishin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OJBJrhNde0o/TwadQ0Vn9FI/AAAAAAAAAVI/5YrDCtyyU3Y/s320/running_man_shinkishin.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t1NQvrpXEnc/TwadO9LN29I/AAAAAAAAAVA/nxiY4DFRSaI/s1600/180022_186854481355421_108880675819469_485059_719839_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t1NQvrpXEnc/TwadO9LN29I/AAAAAAAAAVA/nxiY4DFRSaI/s320/180022_186854481355421_108880675819469_485059_719839_n.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pwwT0-2CW14/TwadSQYch2I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8pi_7poBPpQ/s1600/tumblr_lbxnkeg3Sf1qzvlejo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pwwT0-2CW14/TwadSQYch2I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8pi_7poBPpQ/s320/tumblr_lbxnkeg3Sf1qzvlejo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;By now, you should know who I like the most in the show :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-357250118555786374?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/357250118555786374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048084899358247382&amp;postID=357250118555786374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/357250118555786374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/357250118555786374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-one-ten-things-you-want-to-say-to.html' title='Day One: Ten Things You Want to Say to Ten Different People Right Now'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OJBJrhNde0o/TwadQ0Vn9FI/AAAAAAAAAVI/5YrDCtyyU3Y/s72-c/running_man_shinkishin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-876229687643353836</id><published>2012-01-05T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T05:48:17.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Day Challenges</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've seen this a lot on other websites, regardless of the original sources from Tumblr. People across the world have been doing it a lot, including some of my friends who are regularly posting the questions in their blog. I don't know how much honesty I'm going to put in answering all these questions, but I'm going to do as honest as I can :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NSLs4qasaZc/TwWo-cCp23I/AAAAAAAAAU4/933FHyNbzE0/s1600/tumblr_lsitiozAMZ1r2trb9o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="319" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NSLs4qasaZc/TwWo-cCp23I/AAAAAAAAAU4/933FHyNbzE0/s320/tumblr_lsitiozAMZ1r2trb9o1_400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll start tomorrow, if God wills it and if I have some free time. I've always wondered why January is always the exam month in public universities in Malaysia. It's been a tough week for me, mostly due to the lack and last minute of preparation for the papers that I'm going to go through for the next three weeks. Microeconomy had been a big pain in my head, and as for Basic Biotechnology - I'm pretty confident that if only I read earlier, and if only I paid attention to every slide in my notes, I can actually excel the paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The only thing that I can hope now that I won't fail the first semester so that I won't have to resit the same subject in the next semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-876229687643353836?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/876229687643353836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NSLs4qasaZc/TwWo-cCp23I/AAAAAAAAAU4/933FHyNbzE0/s72-c/tumblr_lsitiozAMZ1r2trb9o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-5319040883317407488</id><published>2012-01-05T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T04:48:31.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v3pvgxHRgHM/TwWajGXd9JI/AAAAAAAAAUs/D8bdL8LtM9o/s1600/tumblr_lsbn1cDYxH1qc24avo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v3pvgxHRgHM/TwWajGXd9JI/AAAAAAAAAUs/D8bdL8LtM9o/s320/tumblr_lsbn1cDYxH1qc24avo1_500.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If marriage depicts an ending, and holds as a sign to a new beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finally know someone that I want to take me to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; next chapter in life :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-5319040883317407488?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/5319040883317407488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048084899358247382&amp;postID=5319040883317407488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-5813284573287928127</id><published>2012-01-04T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:43:24.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's still time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish I can experience four seasons somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I wish I can score my papers without any difficulties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I wish I can stop liking someone easily and save myself from the question: why is hard to forget someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I wish I can have all the money in this world and buy lots of things for myself, when there is so little in my pocket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I wish I can be confident without doubts about myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But out of all wishes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still wishing (up until now) that I can be a &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;medical student.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks caffeine, you're doing it great. 3.40 am and still awake ;) preparing myself for Microeconomy at 9.00 am. 100 questions to be answered, can you hear my brain screaming and my hear screaming? &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;TRUE STORY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-5813284573287928127?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/5813284573287928127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048084899358247382&amp;postID=5813284573287928127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5813284573287928127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5813284573287928127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2012/01/theres-still-time.html' title='there&apos;s still time'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-4307211521901898666</id><published>2012-01-02T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T08:45:36.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;IF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Mayan&amp;nbsp;prophecy about the world is going to end this year is true; well then, I won't be spending my leisure time here writing a new post. Since 2011 had drew the curtains safely as a sign of the year had ended yesterday, and today - 2012 has come in peace, so it is safe to say the&amp;nbsp;apocalypse&amp;nbsp;isn't going to happen so soon (although, you don't know what's in store for us from God, me scares *shivers*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's kind of a tradition people will start making new resolutions and wishes as a fresh start in this new year. What about me? Well, another one big thing that I've learned throughout 2011: do not make new resolutions when you haven't accomplish your old resolutions. I mean, people tend to make new resolutions every day: like, you know, "This year, I'm going to start a family to settle down.", "Today, I'm going to push myself harder and not to study last minute.", "Starting tomorrow, I'm not going to bed late and wake up late the next morning.", "I promise to myself, starting today I won't drink too much anymore." Things like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I realised that when I'm making new resolutions, &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;it's like adding another chores on my things-to-do list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. If only I counted my resolutions in the past up to today, I would have a super long list of resolutions - which probably only less than half of it are accomplished. How can I tick off some of them when I cannot even manage my everyday things-to-do lists?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Big things like this need &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DISCIPLINE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COMMITMENT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And if only I don't have these two, &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;it's like having a relationship with someone without love and care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. I won't get anywhere if I don't have discipline and commitment to accomplish all of my resolutions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's not going to be an easy journey, but it won't be too hard either :) let me try and turn into a new leaf this year and see how far can I go. But that will need commitment too, hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, so I will be adding a few new (not so new, but oh well, what can I say?) resolutions in my list and maybe, just maybe, tick a few things off the list in return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;TRY&lt;/b&gt; to excel my first semester examination. Who says being a Biotechnology student is easy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;BE&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;more patient and forgiving towards others. This is QUITE hard, since I've just lost my precious cellphone two days ago. IN MY OWN HOUSE LIKE WHAT THE HALIMAH, THE IRONY OF IT. And we gave free food to the thieves, how could they not appreciate it and STEAL. (Ini orang macam ni mesti mau di kasi Yaasin juga ni aish)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3.&lt;b&gt; I&lt;/b&gt; turn unofficially 20.&lt;i&gt; So, I have to act like 20&lt;/i&gt;... how can I act like a 20-year-old when most of the time; I act like I'm 5?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;LESS&lt;/b&gt; ego. Smile more :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe it's going to be a long list after all, since I've been adding now and then new resolutions in my head (about more than 10 already?). I'll write by and by about resolutions, but that would take some time because my writing mojo tends to come as fast as it goes. Oh yeah, people tend to write highlights of 2011 - what happened throughout the previous year. Maybe I'll write about that too, including how did we celebrate our New Year at the staircases of our dorm in Kolej Kediaman CD last night, but let's just see how far can my writing mojo lasts :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;p/s: It's January already. Am I waiting for something that won't happen? :( I promised Spring that we would meet each other this year, it seems like the hope for us to meet is fading. How sad, she said she would bring the first blooming flower for me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-4307211521901898666?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/4307211521901898666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048084899358247382&amp;postID=4307211521901898666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4307211521901898666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4307211521901898666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-5537985487434851920</id><published>2011-12-07T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T16:45:53.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>of bridges and barriers</title><content type='html'>Probably.&lt;br /&gt;One of the biggest truth that I have to handle is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much time we've spent together, no matter how often we've talked about our daily lives, no matter how many times we met each other anywhere, no matter how many times we've eat and form a team together - there will always be a barrier built between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fitting in doesn't always mean that you have to be someone else to be accepted. Sometimes, you are yourself when you're with a group of people that you thought you've known everything about them - but, there are some parts in the team where you simply cannot click in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not about the feeling of left out - it's not about that at all. But it's beyond that. It's unexplainable by words, which leaves you speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you have the sudden realisation about this, you somehow feel different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe; just maybe, your point of view will not be the same any longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-5537985487434851920?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/5537985487434851920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048084899358247382&amp;postID=5537985487434851920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5537985487434851920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5537985487434851920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2011/12/of-bridges-and-barriers.html' title='of bridges and barriers'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-2130534581167724293</id><published>2011-11-22T01:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T01:34:29.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>is this a sign of an early goodbye?</title><content type='html'>It's not confirmed yet by letter, but I finally get a hint that my place is finally confirmed, although all the applications are still in process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People must be thinking that I'll be jumping for joy when I finally got this little piece of news even though it's not official. But then... My mind is running with a lot of emotions. Happy, sad (yes, unfortunately), excited, scared, eager - but of course I'm happy (most of the time) when I heard about the hint that I just got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time after a long time, I feel that it's really so close, like almost in my hand; just waiting for me to grab it. Seriously, I'll be crying a river when the acceptance letter is finally in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day I finally get it, I'll go all out being emotional despite what people are going to say about me. I'll cry because I'm happy, I'll cry because I finally get it, I'll cry because I'll have to leave everything behind and start all over, I'll cry because I have to stay away from home for a long time, I'll cry because I said yes, I'll cry for the sake of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start counting days - and that will take a long time (yeah, that's why waiting is such a pain), and I hope with all of the current distractions around me will make the time flies faster. Somehow, I cannot wait to get out of here and leave all this crazy *wink wink* things behind, travel as far as I can and start a new life somewhere that I can start all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Spring - we'll be meeting after all yeah? :) wait for me, we'll watch the first flower blooms beautifully beneath all the melting snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-2130534581167724293?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/2130534581167724293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048084899358247382&amp;postID=2130534581167724293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2130534581167724293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2130534581167724293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2011/11/is-this-sign-of-early-goodbye.html' title='is this a sign of an early goodbye?'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-8127730567272631811</id><published>2011-10-31T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T04:52:35.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wonder why</title><content type='html'>out of all things, the post below this post managed to be published, out of all the drafts that I've wasted my time on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on an another note, it wasn't even a draft. For the first time after such a long hiatus from the blogging world, I finally posted up one post - which it wasn't about me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what was that supposed to mean? Maybe it is a sign of "revelation" that I should move on or something. Or maybe; it is a sign that I should make another move to try - to take the risk and start over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to think sometimes; about what I've been going through so far. There are things that I've enjoyed here, and some even memorable and hard to forget, even if it was a small series of events. There are things that I wanted to avoid from repeating the same mistakes. There are some things that are remembered and laid forgotten after some time; which I sometimes tried to remember, but somehow - I failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things happening while I'm not writing here. Maybe I'll write by and by - as a remembrance, or probably just a reminiscence and going down the memory lane. Don't expect more post in a short time because sometimes -&lt;i&gt; even writing can be a painful activity.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you write down what you experienced in your life, there will be time that you'll be crying over the things that you've written. It doesn't happen everytime - but believe me, they do happen. When you write, you'll be dealing with lots and lots of truth - some are sweet and some are bitter. But writing is a good therapy - and that's why I rather write than talk; at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what have I been up to? Well, just about the basics - stressing over midterms, rushing the deadline of assignments, coping up with the hectic lifestyle of a university student, learning new lessons each day... nothing new to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, being a first year degree student in Biotechnology really gives me a wake up call that I'm no longer having so much time for everything anymore. It's not that I'm not having fun or what - just that 24 hours isn't enough for me anymore (kinda ouch for me, since I've just learned time management during Study Skills classes last week), unlike when I was still a Foundation In Science student. It's the 7th week of lectures now - time flies faster than I imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about being a Biotechnology student in UMS ;) no other universities that offered 3-year duration for this course. Which means - we have to study harder in order to get superb results in such a short period of time hahaha! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still one question remains though, up to this day. I couldn't stop thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;"Do I even meant to be here? What am I even doing here?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to comment more on this, but I'll just keep it low for now. It's not the best time for me yet to write about the statement above. Someday, when I finally got the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't exactly have a clue why I finally came here today to write something, but there is a part of me that feels relieved after so long; it finally can rest to a long sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-8127730567272631811?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/8127730567272631811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048084899358247382&amp;postID=8127730567272631811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8127730567272631811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8127730567272631811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2011/10/out-of-all-things-post-below-this-post.html' title='i wonder why'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-6453135343671777589</id><published>2011-10-31T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T01:03:10.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because i'm going to be there; someday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3rV_JGMfhj8/Tq5P7mnQIJI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vTYOwZyCoTY/s1600/313193_211230392283586_100001898794215_530057_1447920507_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3rV_JGMfhj8/Tq5P7mnQIJI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vTYOwZyCoTY/s320/313193_211230392283586_100001898794215_530057_1447920507_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If this young boy is here, to chase him around is a must. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. This boy is not here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. This boy is living overseas now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. This boy is doing the course that I wanted; since I was young enough to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. This boy is doing the course that I wanted in the university that I've been targeting for so long.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have so much reasons to list down, but for now I'm just going to post up some :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Talking about luck and the touch of God's work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But it's okay now. Everything's going on smooth :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If I have the chance, next spring friend - we're going to meet up yeah? Show me around. But for now, thanks so much for tagging me in this picture, now I'm going to moan around and saying out loud how jealous I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;p/s: Congratulations to Deflie (the boy in the picture - my Foundation In Science friend) and Verline (my old school friend) for doing Medical Degree in KSMU :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-6453135343671777589?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/6453135343671777589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048084899358247382&amp;postID=6453135343671777589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6453135343671777589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6453135343671777589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2011/10/because-im-going-to-be-there-someday.html' title='because i&apos;m going to be there; someday'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3rV_JGMfhj8/Tq5P7mnQIJI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vTYOwZyCoTY/s72-c/313193_211230392283586_100001898794215_530057_1447920507_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-979775141836590937</id><published>2011-06-20T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T19:40:43.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO MAGICAL PEOPLE I'M BACK</title><content type='html'>yes people be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;the beech is back ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-979775141836590937?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/979775141836590937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048084899358247382&amp;postID=979775141836590937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/979775141836590937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/979775141836590937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2011/06/hello-magical-people-im-back.html' title='HELLO MAGICAL PEOPLE I&apos;M BACK'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-593276950212298133</id><published>2011-03-22T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T04:10:47.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hazzz some cockroachezzz in my platazzz ohzzz shizzznittazzz</title><content type='html'>Whenever I'm bored and needed a quick entertainment for myself, I'll head here. Well, since it's one of those things that can keep me &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;sane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; at times when I don't have anything to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which reminds me. If I'm acting like a drifter for a week, what will become of me for the next four months when my foundation's over. I might be worse than a drifter. Like those three (no, wait. almost &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;FIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;) &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;LOOONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; months of holidays that I had back in 2009-2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh. Not worthy to remember it again :/ But there were good times, so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forget it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the topic, I haven't really updated myself this few days. Well, except for this (let me just gather my activities in numerical form yeah?):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Wandering around Facebook like an invisible zombie, being a chef in Cafe World and played Diner Dash. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Em, nice to see you again Flo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I did some readings, just to keep myself light-entertained. I tried to pick up from where I stopped reading last time (failed miserably, because I reread almost everything from the start). It's really a waste if time not to go Popular Book Fest because that was one of those rare times you could see books being discounted up to 70%. Which means, you don't even break RM50 for more than 6 books. Too good bargains :/ And I need new books to read too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I bring Maryanne outside of her safety zone so many times and it actually makes me happy :) I've sent my younger sister to school and it actually makes my dad's day better by not thinking of sending her youngest daughter to school. And I've been driving alone (and better!) these days. Less pressure and sweat. Thanks to Maryanne&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #171717; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;4. Trying to confirm about what to buy this week. Trying to buy things out from ordinary. Anyways, let's just see what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;5. Sleeping like a dead log. Not a good thing. But you all see la once I get back to UMS. I'll be awake for the next 24 hours everyday. So again, I'm not complaining. It's holiday, after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Other than that. I'm just telling you a few things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Mum can be very blunt sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Just because I have Bugis friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;That she accused me of being a&lt;i&gt; Bugis in making.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;UNFAIR MUM. UNFAIR.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Because when I tried to talk like a Dusun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;You all mocked me like there's no tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;But when I started to speak like a Bugis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;You will mock me. Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;What is this abomination oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;And for no reason, I thought about Vampire Knight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS IS SUCH AN OMG.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;I knew reading Wanted would bring me no good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Bad idea XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;But still. Reading and watching anime made you feel good. Sometimes, when no one's looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Good luck SPM leavers for tomorrow. You know what's happening right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-593276950212298133?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/593276950212298133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/593276950212298133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-hazzz-some-cockroachezzz-in-my.html' title='i hazzz some cockroachezzz in my platazzz ohzzz shizzznittazzz'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-869188660997347343</id><published>2011-03-17T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T09:51:45.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow is going to be very scary</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;I'M GOING TO RIDE ON&amp;nbsp;MARYANNE. ALONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe this. I'm not ready yet, to be frankly honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to do it for the first time. Alone, with no dad or mum on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When mum decided that I should go back home riding Maryanne, I have too much emotions running at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; because parents finally believe that I can do it alone, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; because I might get lost or worse; involved in a bad situation if I don't pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the sake of fighting my own fears, I'll do it.&lt;b&gt; I DO NOT FREAKING CARE IF YOU CALL ME SLOW WHEN I'M ON THE ROAD. YOU SHALL SHUT UP BECAUSE I HAVE STICKERS STICKING ON MY WINDOWS SHOWING THAT I'M A NOOB. I ADMIT I'M STILL A NOOB, WHAT MORE CAN I SAY?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;By the way, did I tell you that I'm calling the big black 'beetle' Maryanne? :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-869188660997347343?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/869188660997347343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/869188660997347343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2011/03/tomorrow-is-going-to-be-very-scary.html' title='tomorrow is going to be very scary'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-4310324573796380037</id><published>2011-03-16T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T04:21:01.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because i told you so</title><content type='html'>My day had been good. Not so good as I hoped, but it all turned out okay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My skills today had been better than yesterday. Plus; I don't do any unforgivable mistakes this time. I did do a few faults on the braking part, but that was about it... I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I even had a pretty good lunch with Amy, Cassey, Vianne and Jenni :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not counting, the enough rest for my afternoon nap. Mind you, I don't have a proper afternoon nap for the last few days because I keep on spending my afternoon time in the library, studying my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that I didn't seem to understand was this. How could my Biology midterm marks could be that... low?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9KHgsfusbs4/TYDIA-mLs3I/AAAAAAAAATk/O_WFKeIzF-o/s1600/cats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9KHgsfusbs4/TYDIA-mLs3I/AAAAAAAAATk/O_WFKeIzF-o/s1600/cats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And this: I got 27/30 for my English midterm exam when I know I could get full mark for it :/ if I read the questions thoroughly and answered them carefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The two subjects that I love disappointed me a bit today. Maybe I was overreacting about my results, or maybe I was just being paranoid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OR. I was too confident that I could get one of the best marks in class, I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh wells. We can't get too much in this world, can we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But whatever it is, my day is good :) and tomorrow is the last paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You know what that means?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOLIDAY FOR A WEEK WOOHOO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-4310324573796380037?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4310324573796380037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4310324573796380037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2011/03/because-i-told-you-so.html' title='because i told you so'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9KHgsfusbs4/TYDIA-mLs3I/AAAAAAAAATk/O_WFKeIzF-o/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-5444593906464822752</id><published>2011-03-15T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T07:05:55.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to those who wants to be a passenger while i'm driving,</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;you can't&lt;/b&gt;. Not now, not just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I tend to have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;panic attacks&lt;/span&gt; when I'm driving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I tend to feel &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;, okay. If only I can pull my heart out when I'm driving so I don't feel anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I tend to have to have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;sweaty hands&lt;/span&gt;. In fact; I'm sweating all over when I drove just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I tend to go &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;against the rules&lt;/span&gt;. Tell me; who the heck would go against the flow of the roundabout?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I tend to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;forget&lt;/span&gt; everything when I'm on the road. It's like. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm in my own world when I'm driving.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;almost&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; got hit by a blue bus. THE BIG SCARY BUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;BECAUSE I'M JUST. WELL. I AM A LOUSY PROBATION DRIVER. THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE ABOMINATION OH WHY AM I SUCH A DUMBO IN DRIVING I SHOULDN'T HAVE TAKE ANY DRIVING LESSONS WTF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;If I can't even assure myself that I'm safe when I'm driving, how can I assure &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;your&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; safety when you're my passenger?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-5444593906464822752?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5444593906464822752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5444593906464822752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2011/03/to-those-who-wants-to-be-passenger.html' title='to those who wants to be a passenger while i&apos;m driving,'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-7030878833463818321</id><published>2011-03-15T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T20:57:48.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is the day for me to be happy all the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because I could answer most of Biology questions without any I-want-to-bang-my-head-on-the-wall-for-my-own-stupidity feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because English paper is tomorrow, meaning no Maths paper OH YEAHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because Taylor Swift and Adam Young songs keep ringing in my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because I'm going to 1B tomorrow for a bowling game, together with usrah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because the thing that I've waited is coming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because I managed to finish up paperworks in one day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because midterm holidays start on Thursday evening after Physics paper is over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because BTN is in one month, and field trip is confirmed - &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;SANDAKAN YOU WAIT LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because our fate have crossed again today :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because I've eaten my lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because I'm just as awesome as I can get BAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so don't try to ruin my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OR ELSE. I'M WARNING YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-7030878833463818321?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/7030878833463818321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/7030878833463818321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is-day-for-me-to-be-happy-all-day.html' title='this is the day for me to be happy all the day'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-4596029070176046126</id><published>2011-03-14T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T04:58:20.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>okay; so maybe i'm being a hypocrite at times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-huf1X73KDgQ/TX3_39hH_BI/AAAAAAAAATg/C6SkK5B2kmI/s1600/4308427572_ca6ae05bc5_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-huf1X73KDgQ/TX3_39hH_BI/AAAAAAAAATg/C6SkK5B2kmI/s400/4308427572_ca6ae05bc5_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just because I remembered some things that I used to wish when I was younger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wishes that I couldn't possibly make it happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wishes that I couldn't possibly look again. Like, for the time being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I used to say I wanted to study abroad if I had a bombastic results, which I screwed up really bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I used to say that I'm going overseas to study medical even if it kills me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I used to wish those big things, until I failed to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The truth is; I keep on saying about wanting to do this and that and blah blah blah, but I do &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to make it happen. In fact; I know I won't get anything without giving any effort to make wishes come true. Life doesn't come with that way of doing things - where you can simply find a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;four-leaf clover&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and your luck is there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like it here, being one of the first batch of Foundation in Science UMS. Honestly speaking, it changes many sides that I cannot change back when I was in high school. I learn so much about other things that I've never discovered before. I found my long lost passion in Biology, I begin to accept Physics and Maths, learn to like Chemistry, and want to be the best in English. I've met so many kinds of people that make me feel more open towards the others and even myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the subject of studying abroad is being brought up again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During English.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I honestly don't know what to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I shouldn't be thinking about other things anymore. Because I am guaranteed to be here, just that I don't know which course I'm going to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do know what I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know where my sense of direction is, at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do have things in mind about what I want to do if I ever graduate in the next few years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But then, it feels like I'm stepping back a few steps behind to see what would happen if I ever get to study abroad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But yeah, Biology distracts my attention to this issue. So maybe that's a good thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And probably other things that I might get soon - after waiting for sooo long ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;BUT DON'T EXPECT ME TO FORGET THIS THING EASILY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;because once I remember it, it's not easy to erase it off my mind just like that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s: i actually love this new blogger feature :) well, let's just say it's not annoying as always hehehe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-4596029070176046126?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4596029070176046126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4596029070176046126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2011/03/okay-so-maybe-im-being-hypocrite-at.html' title='okay; so maybe i&apos;m being a hypocrite at times'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-huf1X73KDgQ/TX3_39hH_BI/AAAAAAAAATg/C6SkK5B2kmI/s72-c/4308427572_ca6ae05bc5_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-1394328273961530438</id><published>2011-03-13T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T07:04:37.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just for information before looking to chemistry again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/news/events/japan-quake-2011/beforeafter.htm" style="background-color: white;"&gt;JAPAN - BEFORE AND AFTER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking at the pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Makes me want to -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't even describe a word about this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a reality check :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-1394328273961530438?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1394328273961530438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1394328273961530438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-for-information-before-looking-to.html' title='just for information before looking to chemistry again'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-5548879144301582726</id><published>2011-03-13T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T22:45:20.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you take my breath away from me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Why can't I just get a tumblr account of my own and spam to my heart's content there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;So here goes peeps:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Midterm's tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Midterm holidays for a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BTN camp is unconfirmed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Field trips after holidays. And reports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MUET exam in less than a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Biology presentation is coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;More and more and &lt;b&gt;MORE&lt;/b&gt; homeworks are waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Choosing a course - which is left hanging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Final exam for this foundation is drawing near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Asasi Sains will be finishing in less than 3 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No plans for another 3 months of long holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First year intake in September - which I doubt I'll be getting my first course pick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've just dug my own grave. Don't I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-5548879144301582726?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5548879144301582726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5548879144301582726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-take-my-breath-away-from-me.html' title='you take my breath away from me'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yA3BhVt4gHA/TXxgrCJor_I/AAAAAAAAAS4/FdOQqYOFJhk/s72-c/tumblr_l552cg82zo1qa0mvmo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-253875725075713599</id><published>2011-03-13T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T15:57:14.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>papa please forgive me for my wrongdoings</title><content type='html'>good morning people! :) okay, waking during the wee hours of morning isn't really my thing i basically have the complications of waking up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to add to my head start of the day, i'm actually listening to a sad-ass love song now. this isn't too good for preparing myself to study chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me. i'm having my midterm tomorrow, and i'm still fishing out information on other stuffs rather than being all nerd up with my notes HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's okay :P after all, i would love to materialize up my posts so that they become readable. i have to admit, i was a noob in blogging when i was younger okay? (WHEN I WAS YOUNGER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, before i leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Tezua8x7IZ4/TXwHp9vQdjI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lECeHIXZQq4/s1600/fujifilm-instax-7s-mini-camera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Tezua8x7IZ4/TXwHp9vQdjI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lECeHIXZQq4/s1600/fujifilm-instax-7s-mini-camera.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THIS.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; will be in my hand soon - if i have the money ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-253875725075713599?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/253875725075713599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048084899358247382&amp;postID=253875725075713599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/253875725075713599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/253875725075713599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2011/03/papa-please-forgive-me-for-my.html' title='papa please forgive me for my wrongdoings'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Tezua8x7IZ4/TXwHp9vQdjI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lECeHIXZQq4/s72-c/fujifilm-instax-7s-mini-camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-8910003878546976033</id><published>2011-03-12T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T14:54:00.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one man's meat is another man's poison</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;One;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't want to learn in class and choose to play fool, fine. Go on, do whatever the heck you want to do. But please. Learn how to respect those who choose to learn during their lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Two;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mirror yourself before judging others. No offence, but really? You want the truth? You're worse than your Facebook statuses. Sure, personality matters. But, do they know the real you? Although I don't really know the inside of you, remember this;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I know something about you that the others don't.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Three;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for talking again :) thinking about it back, we were wearing the same &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;colour&lt;/span&gt; on the day you started the conversation (that's random, but still). It was a little bit awkward, but at least. The not-talking-to-each-other season is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Four;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Should I or should I not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost everything that we do needs &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;commitment&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It doesn't matter about what kind of things we're doing - being a father, being a boss, being a manager, being a worker. Everything needs commitment. When we have commitment issues, we procrastinate. That's why things always get messy when we don't commit to the things we're doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Six;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;GRADES DO MATTER TO ME NOW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thank you for keeping me back on track, to wake me up from the long sleep of mine and remind me that grades do matter and studying more will make my grades to be perfect. I missed the old me, the lost me - where I used to care about my marks more than anything. I missed the scoldings that I received from mom when I didn't get 100% for my papers. I... actually missed that moments :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Seven;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the kids who desperately want to grow up,&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;be patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Your time will come. Make your childhood times as memorable as they can. It doesn't matter if you play dirt in the mud with your neighbours or brushing Barbie's hair or trying to climb the uppermost part of the tree. Do it. Because when you grow up, things will change. No one will bother to kiss your bleeding knee and spread some Dettol on it, or befriend you regardless of what skin colour and race you are. So, treasure it. Even if you will cry most of the time during your childhood, remember. When you grow up, mostly it'll be tears of sadness and not for the sake of innocence of a child. I'm not trying to scare you, but that's the reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Eight;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss reading the al-Quran. Now that I have a tafsir, I would like to improvise on my Quran reading skills :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all folks :D have a good night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-8910003878546976033?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8910003878546976033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8910003878546976033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-mans-meat-is-another-mans-poison.html' title='one man&apos;s meat is another man&apos;s poison'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-4608333843572304078</id><published>2011-03-04T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T05:03:43.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's another God's test to test our iman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"We'll see things that we shouldn't have to see, but listen up, we'll do it together. We'll be together, and we'll all come back together." - Michael J. Fox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember the tsunami that hit Indonesia back in 2004?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now another tsunami had strike, and this time it happened in &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let us gather together as one nation, regardless of what religion you are, to pray for the Japanese and the neighbouring countries of Japan who are in for the tsunami alert for their safety. &lt;i&gt;They are in desperate needs for every help that they can get so they can hold on to this fearful disaster.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those who are &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;deceased&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, may your soul rest in peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;families who are affected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, stay strong and all our prayers are with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the communities of Japan, may you found your strength to bear this disaster and try rebuilding everything. Amin Ya Allah, Ya Rabbal Alamin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another earthquake and tsunami had occurred. These are another signs that tell us that the end of the world is near... The small signs had already been shown, and at the same time the big signs of Apocalypse are drawing near. Wallahualam when is the end of the world will come, and yet. I haven't done anything to prepare myself for this :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TfQTqYQO-KI/TXoXp1W6aCI/AAAAAAAAASk/q2IAQhZykMo/s320/tumblr_l71bh42qeX1qb3ll0o1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582800695544408098" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya Allah, your sinful slave is asking for Your forgiveness, for all the sinful things that I've done. For the prayers that I haven't done for the past years, and for all mistakes that I made before. Astaghfirullah, I ask forgiveness from Allah S.W.T...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tn3bPlGfHnY/TXoXqQffhFI/AAAAAAAAASs/My_BU3k0CKs/s320/akita_japan.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582800702828151890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay strong Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inna Lillahi Wainna Ilaihi Rajiuun - "Sesungguhnya kami milik Allah dan kepada-Nya kami akan kembali (pada hari kiamat). Ya Allah! Berilah pahala kepadaku dan gantilah aku dengan yang lebih baik (dari musibahku).."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;P/S: First post of 2011. Never expected that my first post this year would be religious :) Alhamdulillah, I've worn hijab since 2010 and now I hope to complete the 5 times prayer a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-4608333843572304078?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/4608333843572304078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048084899358247382&amp;postID=4608333843572304078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4608333843572304078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4608333843572304078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-another-gods-test-to-test-our-iman.html' title='it&apos;s another God&apos;s test to test our iman'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TfQTqYQO-KI/TXoXp1W6aCI/AAAAAAAAASk/q2IAQhZykMo/s72-c/tumblr_l71bh42qeX1qb3ll0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-4739248690672584899</id><published>2010-12-10T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T07:14:05.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't want an ending</title><content type='html'>you know how when you see something that is very unexpected; it just gives you the indescribable feelings, which is full of emotions? it's like, you've been thrown with a bucket of cold-ice water but at the same time being burnt with a very hot flame? okay, i'm bad at giving out metaphores - but yeah, your emotions are running up high and going down low without PMS or anything of that sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what. that's what i'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so much for me to bear lately. in a week, there's so many things that i've found out - and most of them give me a bad vibe :( i may look normal on the outside, but to be honest; i've been keeping lots of things that may make me tear up at the most unexpected time of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm telling you, don't involve science in this because it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about hormones. it's about me, struggling with the darker side of my personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you how hard it is to face people everyday like usual when you know you're feeling despair inside?&lt;br /&gt;do you know how hard it is to face the person that you used to talk and tease everyday and now for no sudden reason, you both have been acting like strangers?&lt;br /&gt;do you know how hard it is to face a sudden fact that may change your options forever?&lt;br /&gt;do you know how hard it is to control your jealousy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want this post to be emo. but i supposed; when you really need a place to lash out some of your unspoken words, something like this will come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, i have to admit i do have some good times this week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think that i'm still in the unforgiving mood, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but somehow i've been thinking; isn't it the best solution if both of us sit together and talk about it, rather than not saying hello even if you're only a step away from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the problem is; i don't have the courage yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, listening to taylor swift's back to december hits me at one point that somebody has to open up and start talking - in other words, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;forget the ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a human is hard after all you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my mp4 player is back, and i'm elated about it :D:D yeayuhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and oh, i have to start studying now or i won't get my pointer target gahhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;btw, malaysian studies was awesome, except the midterm exam part. macam buduuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-4739248690672584899?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4739248690672584899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4739248690672584899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/12/dont-want-ending.html' title='don&apos;t want an ending'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-4879212050340766295</id><published>2010-12-09T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T01:21:05.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is very hard to admit but</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 341px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548608685025523394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/TQCeM4SX9sI/AAAAAAAAASM/gBCv0bM4Mv0/s400/390550642_b78dfe5d06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reality is; there's really no &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i missed the way we used to be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-4879212050340766295?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4879212050340766295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4879212050340766295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-is-very-hard-to-admit-but.html' title='this is very hard to admit but'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/TQCeM4SX9sI/AAAAAAAAASM/gBCv0bM4Mv0/s72-c/390550642_b78dfe5d06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-2560649006470514233</id><published>2010-12-09T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T01:25:22.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fall from grace</title><content type='html'>i'm so in the mood to blog something now, so pardon me for the long post ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548260812084428962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/TP9h0AmDQKI/AAAAAAAAARs/cTcnnqtRfFE/s400/tumblr_lbxer0wWRr1qbyxrvo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i practically liked the day&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - except for the malaysian studies nightclass, unfinished biology assignment and the maths test that i technically detested. but otherwise, i kinda liked today for some reasons :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;because i tripped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWICE&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; i'm telling you - just because i wore a goddamned high heels today D: once, i almost (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ALMOST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) fell when i was going down from the bus to SST. but thank god la no one saw (or maybe even realized) that i almost knocked myself down. the second part was worse. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I REALLY TRIPPED BECAUSE OF MY OWN STUPIDITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; oh god, you don't know how embarassed i was when the others saw me falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it happened veryyy slowly, like a &lt;em&gt;movie going in a slow motion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; embarassing-yet-funny&lt;/span&gt; part kan, i blamed cassey for everything XD so kasian this she, i &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;practically&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; yelled at her when she was being nice to ask me to go to the other way when i preferred to walk on the narrower side of the stairs. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WITH HEELS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, buduuu ohhh. good la people got my good nature today, because i couldn't help laughing along with them - of my own stupidity. i admitted also ba in the end when me and cassey eventually subsided the whole laughing part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god these people i tell you ;) one of the craziest group of classmates i've ever known. i cannot ask for more than this piece of memory to keep you know. but still. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EMBARASSING BA PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;two;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mummeh made my dayyy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D:D when i saw her texts sent to me, i couldn't help smiling widely looking at them. oh mamma, she's practically being solemn to me - since i thanked her for paying up the broadband - but all the same, your texts really made my day oh mummy :D &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now and then i realized how much i missed home and the people inside it. i missed how much &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mamma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mocked, scolded and warned for all scrapes that i've done, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daddy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; debated with me about the latest news headlines and telling us numerous stories about his past, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wawan and bibi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for being my supporters and "secret boxes" for some issues, and my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sista&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for being a sidekick of mine. and my GAY partner :D hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look what mamma sent to me this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mamma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mak... tq sbb byr broadband ah hehe :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; (mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;... thanks for paying the broadband ah hehe :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;brabis blajar kau jgn sibuk cri game/ lagu ja jgn sia2 kan pluang yg ada (study hard child, don't be too busy finding games or songs... don't miss out the chances you have to study there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ya... hehe. i love you mak :D (yes, okay... hehe. i love you mama :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mana kau simpn resepi kek btik mama mau buat (where did you put the batik cake recipe, mama wants to do it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sa ndak ingt d mna sa ltak tu... yg pntg, dia d blik sa jg tu... sa ingt jg ba resepi dia, nnt sa bg dia pnya resepi (i don't remember where did i put the recipe... it was in my room, i remember the recipe, i'll give it to you later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ba (okay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny baaa, i said i love you - and she asked for batik cake recipe :) but then, thinking about it back, i felt like tearing up. okay, emotional moments alright? :') and daddy called me shortly after that! :D he asked about my day, and reloaded me with credits, which i looove so much &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; so good ohhhh, they're like the BEST parents i've ever had you know! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548263098352424850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/TP9j5Fm0V5I/AAAAAAAAASE/IXbc-GqFKJU/s400/tumblr_lbj1ugRIe21qaodr1o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ONE FINE DAY, I PROMISE.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay. moving on, before i start to tear up in front of the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;three;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OH MA GEE, CASSEY ASHLEY WILL BE BACK IN KK!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ftw yeah, booyah! :D do i need to say more? we have a lot of catching up to do! and guess what, we're going to the first outing together this saturday to &lt;strong&gt;HOBBYCON &lt;/strong&gt;woohoo! i cannot imagine oh meeting after sooo long, must be crazy la all of us this XD oh, and val too! movies day for us, anybody? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;four;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sam tsui songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; too awesome for this pair of ears to hear hehe :) hear thisss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1p74Isbcgc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1p74Isbcgc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice nice nice nice nice. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU SAMUEL TSUI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way. i'm &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for behaving like a bastard to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548261770496881650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/TP9iry9Ys_I/AAAAAAAAAR8/gC1ocrEWE1U/s400/tumblr_l6vek1Od8z1qa6w0to1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, if only you realized that i'm expecting the same effort from you in this friendship - i hope you understand. knowing you really made me open up to some of denials and also introduced me to some of the flaws that i've never seen before. how do expect me not to act cold to you when you're not even saying anything to me - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;at least a simple hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if i make those things to you? well, i am now, but it wasn't my intention at all. it comes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;naturally,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really, i'm very very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548261764975985874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/TP9ireZGhNI/AAAAAAAAAR0/uQlxPYcbyEU/s400/tumblr_lbzkoff4x61qaobbko1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: eff math test. lots of wtf questions. goodbye medical school :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-2560649006470514233?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2560649006470514233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2560649006470514233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/11/fall-from-grace.html' title='fall from grace'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/TP9h0AmDQKI/AAAAAAAAARs/cTcnnqtRfFE/s72-c/tumblr_lbxer0wWRr1qbyxrvo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-1212449072106336002</id><published>2010-11-21T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T03:49:10.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>because we're NOT so perfect two</title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Boy&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mess with a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s heart, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know what kind of shit you'll be getting from &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; when I get really mad at &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;YOU.&lt;/u&gt;&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/8048084899358247382-1212449072106336002?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/feeds/1212449072106336002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048084899358247382&amp;postID=1212449072106336002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1212449072106336002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1212449072106336002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/11/because-were-not-so-perfect-two.html' title='because we&apos;re NOT so perfect two'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-4589875968002548885</id><published>2010-11-06T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T08:42:22.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some days i really like you... but there are some days i want to push you in front of a bus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i took this quiz from &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what i got?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369302w5prxq4bp9.gif" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-4589875968002548885?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4589875968002548885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4589875968002548885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/11/some-days-i-really-like-you-but-there.html' title='some days i really like you... but there are some days i want to push you in front of a bus'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-2581134228463432179</id><published>2010-11-06T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T20:31:28.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>morofago alagogofal meereda</title><content type='html'>i just realized how much all the blogskins suck when they're viewed in IE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously IE. no mercy oh you for those awesome blogskins :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, have to stick with this web browser then before i install google chrome later on ;) HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, i haven't start revising yet for midterm exam. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DIE LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hey failed marks, here i come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my aim of getting a flat for this new semester is going down, i can feel it. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NOTE&lt;/span&gt; THIS:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sometimes, i'm not trying to demotivate myself or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;EVEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; trying to shake off the nervousness of not doing the best during the exam. it's just that - i can feel it coming, and it always happens to me :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;people keep on saying kan, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;"i haven't done any revisions. i'm sure you do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; when they actually &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; theirs. unlike me, when i say i don't - &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MEAN IT.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to prove it, fine. let's wait for physics and biology results to come out then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since last time, when i hear people say,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; "my grades are not good enough."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLEARLY,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; their grades are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FAR BETTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; than mine, ISH. how do you think you would react when you see mine? will you say that again? minta kena tumbuk oh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah. i'm gonna study my ass off this whole week and set a &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; record&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on my grade paper. i wanna make sure chemistry, malaysian studies, maths and english hit at least an A minus. i'm gonna &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;make the lecturers proud.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if i cannot hit a flat for midterm, i can still hit a flat for finals. then i can go on with chasing my dream to become a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doctor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;can i pretend that i've never taken any of those bloody subjects? especially physics, which i hate so damn much since i've learnt them in form 4? can i pretend that i've never dreamed of becoming a doctor before? can i pretend that i love arts, even though i'm not creative enough to be in arts department? seriously, i'm tired of trying and yet the results come out beyond my expectations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536363286833512226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/TNUdE5M5vyI/AAAAAAAAARU/8fFQmFkfRuQ/s320/tumblr_layml5nc8f1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 355px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536363289267529394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/TNUdFCRN5rI/AAAAAAAAARc/TYew0IjyHGo/s320/tumblr_laaeglb50n1qddkhgo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;true oh the last picture. but then, if you continue on being ignorant and oblivious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;fine then,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; you'll lose me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. and their dreams will be shattered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-2581134228463432179?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2581134228463432179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>because behind this smile; hides the pain you'll never understand</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SOMETIMES, I DO WONDER:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. how the&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; little things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in life can change your whole perspective about an issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. how a person that you know for a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;short time&lt;/span&gt; can make the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;biggest impact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; possibly, change an aspect in your life - &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOREVER.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. how can you &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; person today, and &lt;strong&gt;you won't feel the same thing again tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;. or maybe the next - just because the fire dies. or simply; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"just because".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. how our dreams can be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;crushed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by our own mistakes. well; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REALITY BITES&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; and you cannot get everything that you want in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. how you thought things supposed to be happening this way; and in the end, the epilogue isn't going as the way it should be. reality isn't like a film, you can plan but you cannot expect everything to go smooth like you hope it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not searching for answers for the time being ;) i'm just pointing the notes out that have been circling on my mind lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well; as you see - it's been a long time since i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haven't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; post up anything, practically since august. when people keep posting up about their daily routines, random rants, pictures and stories behind them or just simple thoughts about life - i've been keeping all of those things to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past few months, i've been logging in and out of blogger since my last post. i've tried a numberless of times to write something during those times, but somehow - &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; failed.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered, when i was younger i could write 3 posts in one day. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;3 effing posts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that contained nothing (i mean, they were nothing much in those posts; just some random thoughts that i had to let them out haha) when i read them back, i couldn't believe i could write that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, even with lots of exciting stuffs - i can't simply write like i used to. it &lt;strong&gt;SUCKS&lt;/strong&gt; la when i cannot do that anymore :( now kan, i cannot even write about the awesome friends that i've met in UMS, &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; crushes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *wink wink*, my dorm life and all stuffs about us in UMS. and i cannot even write about how much do i miss my old friends who are away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISH, shit oh.&lt;em&gt; it sucks growing up sometimes&lt;/em&gt; :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, if i don't grow up - i will &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, ever meet the people that i've been hanging out now :) and the best part - i'll never get to wear a REAL lab coat XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know this is going to be a good start ahead for me to start writing again :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well well well people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M BACK, BOO YAH! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(yeah, remind me to change the blogskin later on ;D)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-8963922270803293451?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>please be good to me</title><content type='html'>to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life in university is tiring me out.&lt;br /&gt;it's not about the stress i've been handling for so long.&lt;br /&gt;it's not about the other things that i can't handle.&lt;br /&gt;and it's not even about the thoughts that keep on strangling me from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now; i'm doubting myself whether i can stick to my dreams now :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-4887550954918450967?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4887550954918450967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4887550954918450967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/08/please-be-good-to-me.html' title='please be good to me'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-7840739282190404537</id><published>2010-07-26T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T12:23:10.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it needs some time, really</title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PROMISE I'LL UPDATE SOOOOON!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh there you go, after two months of disappearing from the blogging world.&lt;br /&gt;guess who's back? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wait la for my super duper ever long post. heehee :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-7840739282190404537?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/7840739282190404537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/7840739282190404537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-needs-some-time-really.html' title='it needs some time, really'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-1350024167684049047</id><published>2010-05-13T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T21:32:21.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't tell me that the sky is my limit when there are footprints on the moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i stay on being like this for another week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to call the mental asylum to book a place for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. booyah! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-1350024167684049047?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1350024167684049047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1350024167684049047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/05/dont-tell-me-that-sky-is-my-limit-when.html' title='don&apos;t tell me that the sky is my limit when there are footprints on the moon'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-8205923654356310111</id><published>2010-05-10T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T23:33:39.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because you took my heart away, i'm all yours to keep</title><content type='html'>i don't have the passion to write anything on my blog yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, i can't just leave my blog from being empty and dead.&lt;br /&gt;so now, here i am; inside UMS's library (or specifically, mega lab) with a hell of an internet connection - trying to write what is circling on my mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically *clearing throat* i'm a pre-u student in UMS now. EHEM EHEM. surprise surprise ;]&lt;br /&gt;i meant to write down how my orientation week was (which was AWESOMELY.FUN :D) but as you see - it's maybe about laziness or i just don't have the feeling to write yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aish. the inner me :/ maybe when i have the passion to write next time, i'll be posting a super, super LONG post.&lt;br /&gt;okay? pinky promise :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-8205923654356310111?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8205923654356310111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8205923654356310111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/05/because-you-took-my-heart-away-im-all.html' title='because you took my heart away, i&apos;m all yours to keep'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-6390374605362135250</id><published>2010-04-24T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T20:02:26.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how stupid can a person gets?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S9Je0KadHuI/AAAAAAAAARE/MsI4z9ZtmRw/s1600/lettherainfall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463533548195356386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S9Je0KadHuI/AAAAAAAAARE/MsI4z9ZtmRw/s400/lettherainfall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I KEPT THINKING THAT TODAY WAS FRIDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;until.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i realised that the nanny's marathon is on the tv today :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-6390374605362135250?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6390374605362135250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6390374605362135250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-kept-thinking-that-today-was-friday.html' title='how stupid can a person gets?'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S9Je0KadHuI/AAAAAAAAARE/MsI4z9ZtmRw/s72-c/lettherainfall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-1322695623869372082</id><published>2010-04-21T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T05:28:27.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>take a bow, everyone; the drama is over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe you're not as good as i thought of all these while.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;shame on me for judging you too soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-1322695623869372082?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1322695623869372082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1322695623869372082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/04/take-bow-everyone-drama-is-over.html' title='take a bow, everyone; the drama is over.'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-1368018164762975947</id><published>2010-04-20T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T04:31:48.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't worry, good things will come to those who wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S82QH0F4Y1I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xFo1KHNCqJE/s1600/tumblr_l0svjjvRYx1qaxxpno1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462180386987074386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S82QH0F4Y1I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xFo1KHNCqJE/s400/tumblr_l0svjjvRYx1qaxxpno1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BUMPER CARS ARE AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;PLAYING DDR IS AWESOME.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;WATCHING A NOT-SO HORROR MOVIE WITH FRIENDS IS AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I SHOULD INCLUDE BUMPER CARS ON MY WISHLIST NOW :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i got to know that i'll be checking in to UMS on the 4th of May.&lt;br /&gt;it's too late now to ask myself whether i'm ready for this or not; &lt;em&gt;because.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just because.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-1368018164762975947?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1368018164762975947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1368018164762975947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-worry-good-things-will-come-to.html' title='don&apos;t worry, good things will come to those who wait'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S82QH0F4Y1I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xFo1KHNCqJE/s72-c/tumblr_l0svjjvRYx1qaxxpno1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-1428739653196096229</id><published>2010-04-19T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T03:31:19.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>paddle pop, paddle pop; super super yummy</title><content type='html'>i like april, you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; DO like april.&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that i like april?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LIKE APRIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. but that can't never stop me from hating facebook for giving such a big trouble to me. for one reason, the facebook chat is not working. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AT ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like oh my god, no wonder my facebook takes a really, really long time to load because people keep on sending me messages on the facebook chat, without me knowing because the facebook chat doesn't pop up like the way it supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. so yeah, if you want to chat with me or something. pick up your phone and call me, or sms me because it costs cheaper :) don't be mad at me, blame facebook for being such a horrible bitch. you're considered lucky if you find me onlining or just wandering aorund in msn because yeah - after all, i'm not really the chit-chat type of person. that part; yeah, shame on &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for being lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i finally got my P license, in other words; my driving license! :D i passed my JPJ test (like &lt;u&gt;finally&lt;/u&gt;) on 11th of april ago, and had my license sent straight in front of my house two days after that, courtesy of my tutor - aunty mary chin. i'm going to miss all her teachings though, and aunty rosalyn also - because she spends me half of my time when i was with her :( emo alert people ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. don't use a number 4 car for JPJ, if any of you take your driving lessons in KMK. cursed car, one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. don't use a number 5 car either. one of the candidates got a 'kandas' the other day because the car got technical problem. laugh la you all when you see this fact; saying that i'm superstitious. don't blame me when you get a 'kandas' later on, padan muka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i love writing craps. it's just that i don't know how to translate it here everytime i log in my dashboard because there's too much when i start to type almost about... everything (?). this is what become of me when i'm unemployed, and still waiting for UPU and other applications accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. don't worry though; i have asasi sains in UMS already :) good thing is, the vice chancellor himself will be giving me the acceptance letter in a ceremony on the 26th of april in UMS. well, since the asasi thingy in UMS is new... so yeah. make yourself understand. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;faham faham la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. do not use number 8 for JPJ either, again if you're a candidate from KMK. this freaky car caused me to have a 'kandas' because the brake isn't working well. or was it the clutch? whatever, as long as you don't use number 4,5 and 8 - you're safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. use number 9 car :) but be careful on the hand brake because it doesn't come up easily when you pull it. the best thing is; use numberless kancil or something. yeah - cars with numbers tend to have weird things going on with them. so yeah - USE NUMBERLESS CARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. i still like april though :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;s&gt;the only reason i like facebook is well... uh. &lt;u&gt;YOU.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;CRAP. cut that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. i want gadgets, since my old gadgets are well. OLD. the best word to describe them. mum and dad, alert on this - since both of you still owe me on old debts. gosh, that makes me feel so old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I STILL SUCK IN DRIVING CARS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hahahahahahaha XD what? you think easy ka to bring the car on the road when you're still noob at it? SUCK THAT, heh :p but i still love driving anyways, especially when you're speeding on the road using the 4th or 5th gear with the windows open. best feeling in the world, i bet. minus, with mum beside me because she tends to squeal on her top of her lungs when i almost hit a car or something. CALM DOWN, MUM. oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. i want a theme park to be built in sabah someday, just like genting highlands. one reason; i want a roller coaster ride, again *wink wink* OR at least, make shopping malls in KK look interesting. okay, maybe i'm deprived because KL people get moost of the best things. but i can't help wondering why can't we have at least an ice rink or kinokuniya in KK. even 1B doesn't look as interesting nowadays, except for DDR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. I WANT A DDR MACHINE. DID YOU HEAR THAT, WORLD? DDR MACHINE, AND I'LL BE THE HAPPIEST GIRL ALIVE. if i have to die tomorrow, just bring me a DDR machine and i'll die peacefully the next day :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. i still want to be a doctor though. and i'm going to study oversea... someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I LIKE YOU. you, you and only you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. i can't believe we're going to be halfway to midyear. and that means, everyone's gonna leave soon :( sad oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. one of the most annoying things that i've ever experienced is getting phone calls from an unknown number. in my case, two numbers. these two niumbers have been pestering me a few weeks to SPM back in 2009, and i said clearly that don't call my number again because they were looking for the wrong person. the first number called me (back in 2009) more than 100 times - asking why was i holding his ex-wife phone number. like, omg i said "but i'm not even married yet." and in the end, he asked whether i was married or not. LIKE, DIDN'T YOU HEAR WHAT WAS I TALKING ABOUT EARLIER??? i'm not married ba, budu. I'M SINGLE. are you cursing me or what oh? if so, then you're cursing the wrong person. the second number was a hotlink or maxis - asking for the same person again. like, are you serious? I'M NOT THE ONE YOU'RE LOOKING FOR BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. and just last week, guess who who strikes again? THE HELL SAME NUMBER. and this time, both numbers called me and messaged me with lots of freaky texts, saying that my son would be having his trial tomorrow at the court, and if i don't come, means i'm in tawau. i was like, SHIT PUNYA ORANG. i'm 18, single and still studying. ARE YOU MOTHERFUCKING SERIOUS? STOP IT LA. thank god, in the end - it was satmit and constance who saved me, and they made the numbers promised to NOT call me again. aish, technology - you hate to see people happy with their lives, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I STILL LOVE APRIL THOUGH, whatever happens :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. sometimes, i think i have too much ice cream. look what oreo mcflurry has done to me XD i still like ice cream though, the best comfort food ever. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. mum will never let me to follow the family to go KL and Terengganu. that's unfair mum, doesn't mean i went to KL last february with my friends, i have enough of it. i haven't been to 1Utama yet, or Sunway Pyramid. and you all will be there for a week, our journey last february only lasted for 5 days D: and how could you, wanna left me behind when i'm your first child, your first daughter? that's just freaking unfair mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. my youngest sister is behaving like a diva these days. oh my god, that brat. STOP IT LA. you think nice ka you treat your family like your own slaves huh? you think good ka you pissed of at daddy every single day just because he pick you up later than he promised you? he got work ba, ass. going to school at 11.30 isn't gonna kill you - i came to school last time at 12.00pm nothing also ba. AISH. and you think best la you shout at me in the morning because i'm the one who screams your name every morning to wake you up because you won't wake up yourself? STUPID GIT, i hope you're happy being 13 and the youngest in the family. GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. i wanna get out from this house soon. if i don't, i might register myself up in hospital mesra bukit padang. or, i might as well go &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BRITNEY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. i love long posts, especially when i don't update for a long, long time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. i'm editting this post from here, at 6:18pm - because i'm not quite done yet with this post. i'm sorry for ranting here, but well - it's my blog, so... bear with it ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. i'm still enjoying my new form of entertainment - war of the words on the internet. if you wanna enjoy the same thing as i do, rajin rajin la blogwalking... hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. i missed high school. i missed being a franciscan. i missed all the stupid, crazy things we did when we were very young. to tell you the truth; i missed being a student. as in, a student dressed in weird uniforms :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. i cannot believe i used to like AF - akademi fantasia. like, when i think back kan, IT'S EMBARASSING. i have to admit i used to be a die-hard fan, but now. I HATE IT. ewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i still love april :)&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm done, for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-1428739653196096229?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1428739653196096229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1428739653196096229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/04/paddle-pop-paddle-pop-super-super-yummy.html' title='paddle pop, paddle pop; super super yummy'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-6490777988644307398</id><published>2010-04-11T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T08:57:43.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes; you'll have to regret something when you're chasing for satisfaction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i hope this will be my last time, though i can't shake these feelings off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-6490777988644307398?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6490777988644307398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6490777988644307398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-youll-have-to-regret.html' title='sometimes; you&apos;ll have to regret something when you&apos;re chasing for satisfaction'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-3096770954554058529</id><published>2010-04-09T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T01:00:22.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't google yourself, you'll be surprised later on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S77cD02legI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Jef0O1CpD0Y/s1600/tumblr_kwzxnpANqS1qabzivo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458041756704930306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S77cD02legI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Jef0O1CpD0Y/s400/tumblr_kwzxnpANqS1qabzivo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i should hire somebody to do that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have nothing much to blog about these days, since all i do is &lt;s&gt;keep rotting at home,&lt;/s&gt; waiting for my university application got accepted &lt;strong&gt;OR&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;i'll enrol myself to form 6.&lt;/u&gt; no really, i'm being serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;how ironic it is, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;OUT OF ALL THINGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458041766157137538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S77cEYEKtoI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/R9DWWaZ_ldw/s400/tumblr_kzrfigc6Mg1qzxg3do1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been blog-walking a lot these days.&lt;br /&gt;and and and you'll never believe what i saw :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;god is going to kill me for this ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the technology of what you called &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE INTERNET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this penniless job you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's a new form of entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-3096770954554058529?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3096770954554058529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3096770954554058529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-google-yourself-youll-be-surprised.html' title='don&apos;t google yourself, you&apos;ll be surprised later on'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S77cD02legI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Jef0O1CpD0Y/s72-c/tumblr_kwzxnpANqS1qabzivo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-820636980415103757</id><published>2010-04-04T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T07:16:13.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS NOT HAPPENING.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is holding a grudge towards me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;oh my god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry iva, our picture isn't showing itself in the album D:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's official.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MY FACEBOOK IS BEHAVING LIKE A BITCH.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(updated on 9th april; 10:14 pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-820636980415103757?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/820636980415103757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/820636980415103757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-not-happening.html' title='THIS IS NOT HAPPENING.'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-925544170214874185</id><published>2010-04-03T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T07:06:16.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>booyah booyah BOOOYAAAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;oh my god. this is crazy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i ignored my facebook account, i've been crazy updating my blog. this is what happened when you suddenly have the mood to write about something, even though it may be about something crappy or cliche. what the hell is wrong with me, i don't know either :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, at least this time it's not about something emo, which is a good sign. i was shocked to see my previous few posts had been very emotional, and depressing. well, let's just say that i was having rough days at that point of time ;] but i can promise this; NO MORE EMO POST FROM ME, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN IT. THIS HAS TO STOP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i could, i would :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-925544170214874185?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/925544170214874185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/925544170214874185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/04/booyah-booyah-boooyaaah.html' title='booyah booyah BOOOYAAAH!'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-2392583871283776750</id><published>2010-04-03T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T23:50:06.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a letter from a daughter :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455799341099450066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S7bkmDwK_tI/AAAAAAAAAQk/DPGkQ6ThVcE/s400/Untitled-TrueColor-03.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-2392583871283776750?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2392583871283776750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2392583871283776750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/04/letter-from-daughter-d.html' title='a letter from a daughter :D'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S7bkmDwK_tI/AAAAAAAAAQk/DPGkQ6ThVcE/s72-c/Untitled-TrueColor-03.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-2553202632464598015</id><published>2010-04-02T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T06:40:13.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the things that you do when you and your younger sister are on high</title><content type='html'>yeah, we &lt;strong&gt;both&lt;/strong&gt; are &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;retarded.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum, we're sorry for being such a headache to you ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;younger sis&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;nini, kau pi cuci tu piring dulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;bah, ma. rinaaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;apa bah. *eating* kau ndak nampak ka orang tengah makan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;nampak la ba. kau pi cuci tu piring lepas kau makan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;eeeeesh. mama suruh kau ba, kaulah pi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tapi kakak ndak makan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;jadi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;eee ba. yalah, yalah. cepat kau makan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*10 minutes later*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nini, nini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*annoyed* apa ba. orang mau pi cuci piring dulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*came closer* nini, ada benda ina mau tanya kau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;apa dia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nanti la. kita cakap di bilik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*dirty look* APA KAU NI RINA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;apa ba, orang mau tanya kau sesuatu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;pasal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;adalah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;pasal perempuan ni kan???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mana ada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;EEEEE. RINA GAYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*shocked* OI. MANA ADA ORANG GAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;RINA GAYYY DI SKUL. EEEEE MAKKK! RINA GAYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*ignores us, keeps watching the tv* oi. diam diam ba kamu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;RINA GAYYY. YUCKKK. *goes to kitchen, laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;jahat oh kakak saya. tuduh tuduh orang gay. mak, tengok ba anak mama sorang tuuu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*ignores her* emm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mak ba. *annoyed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. YEAH YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;tu la she. who ask her to whisper at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*IN MY BEDROOM*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;niniii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;apa. *looking at someone's tumblr*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kau pernah kena denda di skul dulu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*dirty look* soalan apa kau tanya ni rina. mesti la ba. paluiii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;apa la denda dia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;banyakkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;contoh ba budu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ishhh. surat amaran... erm, lari keliling skul, cabut rumput - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;CABUT RUMPUT? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. NINI CABUT RUMPUT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;pukima punya budak. cabut rumput pun mau -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NINI CABUT RUMPUT!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sial, mau mati awal kau ni kan rina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAHA. PCR PCR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;apa tu PCR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"perempuan cabut rumput." HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;aish. memang mau dikasi cili mulut kau ni rina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-2553202632464598015?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2553202632464598015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2553202632464598015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/04/things-that-you-do-when-you-and-your.html' title='the things that you do when you and your younger sister are on high'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-1986197518675051139</id><published>2010-04-02T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T20:59:36.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stop callin, stop callin; i don't wanna talk anymore (via tumblr)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455382334038999314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S7VpVDZWARI/AAAAAAAAAQU/lJYAg5PWIPQ/s400/Copy+of+untitled00000.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so smart oh the dad tells the son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455382340096461746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S7VpVZ9ji7I/AAAAAAAAAQc/qipl9wgwRT8/s400/tumblr_kydwaugvFt1qzwtdlo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;paham-paham la ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-1986197518675051139?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1986197518675051139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1986197518675051139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/04/stop-callin-stop-callin-i-dont-wanna.html' title='stop callin, stop callin; i don&apos;t wanna talk anymore (via tumblr)'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S7VpVDZWARI/AAAAAAAAAQU/lJYAg5PWIPQ/s72-c/Copy+of+untitled00000.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-2140909494182338322</id><published>2010-04-01T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T05:29:38.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bah people, april sudah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;seriously those people out there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;kau tau apa maksud 'bersalah'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit oh you all. even though i don't get any pranks on april fool day, i still feel so fooled.&lt;br /&gt;you want to know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of you all la kan, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i cannot mandi like a normal person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cannot makan like a normal person.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i cannot sleep like a normal person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think bagus ka you all tidak bayar bil air sendiri? budu ba.&lt;br /&gt;selfish people. ish, sial oh you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jangan sampai saya siram pintu kau orang dengan &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cat merah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; yerr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these people are testing my patience. like, fucking seriously.&lt;br /&gt;as much as i'm being patient for every stupidity, i cannot tolerate forever you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-2140909494182338322?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2140909494182338322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2140909494182338322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/04/bah-people-april-sudah.html' title='bah people, april sudah.'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-4703406443256235535</id><published>2010-03-31T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T06:36:10.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>as much as i act like i don't give a fuck, i do.</title><content type='html'>i realised.&lt;br /&gt;i've been emo-ing the whole day :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i avoid looking outside the windows.&lt;br /&gt;i stay in my bedroom, in the dark - not drawing the curtains at all.&lt;br /&gt;i don't answer calls.&lt;br /&gt;i don't text back to people who message me.&lt;br /&gt;i skip my meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i do feel down sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;but this is way too chronic for me. i have to put a stop on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;you said that just to cheer me up, but i can't hide my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks for being there.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoo shoo emo, i need to get my life back. though i still can't smile sincerely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-4703406443256235535?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4703406443256235535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4703406443256235535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/03/as-much-as-i-act-like-i-dont-give-fuck.html' title='as much as i act like i don&apos;t give a fuck, i do.'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-3979251640473372843</id><published>2010-03-31T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:13:25.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's alright, i do that too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's just 12.04 pm now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's going to be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;i deleted my friendster account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the cats next block are meow-ing loudly. and that; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;annoys me.&lt;/u&gt;&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/8048084899358247382-3979251640473372843?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3979251640473372843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3979251640473372843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-alright-i-do-that-too.html' title='it&apos;s alright, i do that too.'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-672617658129538385</id><published>2010-03-30T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T04:58:31.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>laugh at me, loser; because i laughed at you before.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wow, my day.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i fucked up my own day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i fucked up my entire day actually. how is that supposed to happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;good question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm not going to tell what happened, but i really messed up everything today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;guilty, talking about guilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i feel like ripping my heart out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i don't even have the appetite to eat anything today.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what the fuck is going on, now that i cannot even type anything properly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the first time after long, i have no mood to do anything.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-672617658129538385?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/672617658129538385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/672617658129538385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/03/laugh-at-me-loser-because-i-laughed-at.html' title='laugh at me, loser; because i laughed at you before.'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-2932146307523023498</id><published>2010-03-29T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T07:16:19.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>someday, robots will cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Music: Tokio Hotel - Automatik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood: Scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if i can sleep well tonight, that's a bonus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if i can wake up tomorrow morning without choking up like a pregnant woman, that's lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i can have the arrogance of a kid; who rarely gets scared of a sucky situation, i wouldn't feel so shaky now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-2932146307523023498?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2932146307523023498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2932146307523023498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/03/someday-robots-will-cry.html' title='someday, robots will cry'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-3734298189563905133</id><published>2010-03-29T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T07:16:37.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not stalking; i'm just a little too curious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Music: 4 Minute - Muzik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Mood: Quite good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i don't know why, but when i read everyone's past blog post, including mine - i got cracked up and laughed XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so bad oh ;] but i couldn't resist my laughing. i laughed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at your grammar mistakes or what not, but simply because what we wrote in the past were...&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;indescribable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i was amazed actually for some reasons. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and yeah, my dad again ba. no matter how much he got tired after being in a long hours of work kan, he still managed to make me laugh in the middle of the night :) i like it how my dad teases my mum, and i'll just laugh along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;teda teda ba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-3734298189563905133?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3734298189563905133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3734298189563905133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-not-stalking-im-just-little-too.html' title='it&apos;s not stalking; i&apos;m just a little too curious'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-1203078258746352535</id><published>2010-03-29T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T11:09:59.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll never be the same, if we ever meet again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Music: Timbaland ft. Jojo - Lose Control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood: Mixed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's not that i don't want to do this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just can't do it. i just can't.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;don't ask why either; because i'm finding the answer &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;maybe in this kind of thing, everything matters from a to z.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it sucks to be a grown-up sometimes :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i wish i can make decision as i did when i was a little kid who didn't care whether the decision made was right or wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;although i have to say, it's tempting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but i can't do it - maybe it's about dignity. i don't know either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;maybe seeing afifah on saturday off to plkn and realisation that hit me made me feel down a bit. okay, that's a lie - &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ACTUALLY FEEL SAD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i just couldn't tear up, that's all. aish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i really wish reality doesn't bite &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hard, sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm not good in handling farewell and goodbyes after all :'( aish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and about the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;realisation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haih, i'm going to hell soon! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-1203078258746352535?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1203078258746352535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1203078258746352535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/03/ill-never-be-same-if-we-ever-meet-again.html' title='i&apos;ll never be the same, if we ever meet again'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-3228346971963216236</id><published>2010-03-24T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T07:57:58.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it matters. it really does.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music: Katharine McPhee - Had It All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood: Normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my not-so-good day turned brighter &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thanks to one, bloody, short message from &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somebody.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;still, i can't shake this feeling. the feeling of... &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;stabbing someone?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;whatever it is, today has been quite a good day for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and now, i can't wait for tomorrow coming :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: saya mau cupcakes oh. kalau kau ada, saya mau minta.&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/8048084899358247382-3228346971963216236?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3228346971963216236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3228346971963216236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-matters-it-really-does.html' title='it matters. it really does.'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-6016518425958859851</id><published>2010-03-23T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T05:38:45.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe it's time for you to come back where you belong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Music: TVXQ - Break Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood: Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;talking about honesty and embarassment.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm not good at handling these issues ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thanks to you, and you, and you - i finally got the lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;did i tell you that rain came down just now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;finally, a good news after a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-6016518425958859851?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6016518425958859851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6016518425958859851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/03/maybe-its-time-for-you-to-come-back.html' title='maybe it&apos;s time for you to come back where you belong'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-6358996956822231493</id><published>2010-03-23T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T23:07:55.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so what should i say?'/><title type='text'>it's funny when i try to lie, i just have to tell the truth in the end</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Music: Marie Digby - Avalanche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood: Hopeful :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm not giving too much hope for anything that i've applied.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but i know, i'm doing the best i can to pursue my ambition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after all, going back to school and meeting some of the teachers really made my day today :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i did put a smile on &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;teacher wilfred&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s face. thanks for the wish and the encouragement you gave me. i told you i will give you a nice grade for chemistry; B is not too shabby ba kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay, maybe not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;puan sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. she was disappointed, and i told her that it was my own fault anyway; i didn't do too well in my lit. i'm sorry teacher, but thanks for the "she doesn't look like a student who gets D's for spm results" compliment ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;cikgu aini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; helped me sign all of the certificate craps. thank you for making my day ever, since i don't have to knock on puan pang's door and ask for a sign. (no, lots of sign actually)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;puan goh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. thank you for your opinion today, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it was surprisingly brilliant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. no, it's true; she's being very good today and her usual snappy tongue isn't there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;teacher siska&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. thanks for being there and asked how was my day anyway. it was really nice of you :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;cikgu julin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, lama ndak jumpa! tapi makasih banyak banyak sebab tanya khabar :) lupa pula oh cikgu bukan ckigu di convent lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;now that half of the things are settled, i'm just gonna sit down, take a deep breath and pray to god to give me another chance to get everything right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-6358996956822231493?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6358996956822231493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6358996956822231493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-funny-when-i-try-to-lie-i-just-have.html' title='it&apos;s funny when i try to lie, i just have to tell the truth in the end'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-6442150305957453292</id><published>2010-03-22T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T08:29:51.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things are not too shabby'/><title type='text'>i left my head and my heart on the dancefloor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Music: Lady Gaga ft. Beyonce - Telephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mood: Not too good, but yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451480642344620530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S6eMwtLekfI/AAAAAAAAAP8/HdYtQ9MgEf4/s320/ab_life55.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARCH IS DEFINITELY NOT MY MONTH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;although; i have to admit i get through of this shaky month in a smooth way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;talking about posting up things, i have to be honest; i don't feel too sincere to post up anything since i faced my super fugly spm results about 11 days ago. however, since i hate to see my blog being so empty and dead - i decided to put up some little things anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;probably for people to laugh at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeah, go on and laugh at my plight. it will do you good, before i bite anyone's head off. seriously ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;first off; my spm results. yep, super ugly. like, really bida tahap dewa. if i can burn the thing, i would. but since i still need it for placement to universities and scholarships (i hope, fingers crossed), i decided to keep it nice in my profile and never looked at it again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;pfft. i wish la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;things that i realized after getting my results though; it's not really as ugly as it seems after lots of times looking at it - considering that i was quite proud of my science subjects (exception to add maths, which i was lucky enough to get a freaking passed) since i could never passed my science subjects during school exams. it will do wilfred, cecelia and saw good, i did promise to them that i would get a nice grade for my science subjects :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but then, i wished i got a better grade for my bm which was my best subject way back when i was in high school. i'm not kidding ba, it's true. ironicly, i got a better grade for my english, though both languages are my strength in my school exams and never failed to make my results looked very cantik last time :):) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh teacher sim. you never tell me that the sense of irony is painful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;now i know how eric birling feels ;] if you know who i meant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;second thing kan; i failed at my best thing. god, that's worse oh, budu ni. how could i not estimate my jarak with a damn... zebra-coloured poles? shit. i could kill the person who asked me to get out of the car, but thanks to humanity issues - i spared his life. thank me for being nice. i could give a punch on your face if i want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;third thing; where should i go after my fugly results. hmm, mom asks me to consider myself taking stpm, which is a big risk i'm taking if i am taking it later on. i don't really mind about taking another big exam next year - but i'm scared that i cannot commit myself to study my ass off to pay off my bad spm results. and i hate the fact that i have to stay at home for a longer time; which can make me go crazy anytime soon. nevermind, i'm gonna think about that later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i might be staying in kk for good to continue my studies here, if i ever get the placement in ums for asasi sains, and then continue my degree in medical in the same university. for the sake of being a doctor, i don't care where i have to go - russia or malaysia, i just want to chase my dream and make it real :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after all, mom promised me a car if i ever get myself to ums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeah, my p license won't die off just like that XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i feel a little bit relieved after typing things off my chest in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;perhaps, forcing myself to write these craps is working after all :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh kerajaan, please be nice to me.&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/8048084899358247382-6442150305957453292?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6442150305957453292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6442150305957453292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-left-my-head-and-my-heart-on.html' title='i left my head and my heart on the dancefloor'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S6eMwtLekfI/AAAAAAAAAP8/HdYtQ9MgEf4/s72-c/ab_life55.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-3136702038283383766</id><published>2010-03-10T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T18:50:41.918-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flaws are my strength'/><title type='text'>if i tell you, things would never be the same again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S5aB3ye_LuI/AAAAAAAAAP0/iZhxoxMfmmw/s1600-h/___Fall_In_Love____by_fosha.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Music : Zee Avi - Bitter Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_____________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;okay people, it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;official.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPM RESULTS IS ON THURSDAY,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;which is not so surprising, since people can find this one piece of news almost &lt;em&gt;everywhere.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;but what i cannot believe right, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;TODAY IS ALREADY WEDNESDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;and that means; the results will be out &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;i cannot believe this. it seems like, my 24 hours is not 24 hours anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;truth to be told, i am not ready yet to take it so soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;and yeah, i don't know what to feel about this thing; either to be &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;excited,&lt;/span&gt; or to be &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - since i knew earlier i didn't do well during spm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;shit this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;oh yeah, by the way - i passed my qti test 17/20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;there are so many good things happening actually, but i am lazy to write about them. what people should know; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I DRIVE DANGEROUSLY :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which makes me wonder how could i pass my qti, hahah XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;another thing; the hot weather is really getting into my head since i feel very dumb these days ;] but then, my flaws really make my days - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; so yeah, i kinda proud of my own flaws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: i banyak merepek lately also. well, it's 1.12 am in the midnight! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-3136702038283383766?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3136702038283383766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3136702038283383766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-i-tell-you-thing-would-never-be-same.html' title='if i tell you, things would never be the same again'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-7005520424587350364</id><published>2010-03-07T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T18:52:59.726-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family matters'/><title type='text'>romeo is being dumb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Music : Livvi Franc - Automatik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Exhausted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_______________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;after everything was over that night in my cousin's house, i suddenly realised &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i missed the old times we used to have for each other,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since people are getting busier these days for themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;the random talk, the laughter, and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the sense of togetherness as a big family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;so yeah, i'll make up for my &lt;em&gt;hipocracy&lt;/em&gt; last sunday by going back this thursday; after getting spm results until i have to go back kk again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and this time, i'm going back with my own will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel like i'm running through my memories lately. oh, shucks :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446088187409420706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 81px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S5RkWhH9UaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/jp5JkyaTVOA/s320/family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-7005520424587350364?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/7005520424587350364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/7005520424587350364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/03/romeo-is-being-dumb.html' title='romeo is being dumb'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S5RkWhH9UaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/jp5JkyaTVOA/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-2317841499411831818</id><published>2010-03-06T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T23:21:41.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t worry be happy'/><title type='text'>shit happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Music : Lady Gaga ft. Beyonce - Telephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_______________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445417103994370082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S5ICAUlruCI/AAAAAAAAAPk/T5Tu6nm2560/s320/blackwhiteredlipsfingernails.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ISH. WHY BA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;the things in the house seriously have issues with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;my family have issues with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;even my stuffs have issues with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you people want me to get out from the house faster right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fine, i'll go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;BUT BUT BUT, only after:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;1. i have my driving license, after 19 march.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;2. i have my results, 11 march.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;3. i have my university application accepted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;4. i have what i want - the things you promised for so many years, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mum and dad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;5. i cut my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;6. i have lots and lots of money ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;and then, i'll go out from the house in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;are you bloody crazy, i want to leave the house with &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;? you want me to live like a tramp in the city?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;budu la. it's hard being a human ba, people XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-2317841499411831818?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2317841499411831818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2317841499411831818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/03/shit-happens.html' title='shit happens'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S5ICAUlruCI/AAAAAAAAAPk/T5Tu6nm2560/s72-c/blackwhiteredlipsfingernails.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-4826008439460995076</id><published>2010-03-02T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T09:22:40.265-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids with guns'/><title type='text'>the book i'm currently reading now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S4v2dxipb9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/zKnOSyKXDaY/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443715565982674898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S4v2dxipb9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/zKnOSyKXDaY/s400/Copy+of+DSC00081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;island of lost girls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;by jennifer mcmahon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a killer book, worth to read :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it gets on your nerves sometimes, when you're really into it - but hey, that's what i want from a good book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-4826008439460995076?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4826008439460995076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4826008439460995076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/03/book-im-currently-reading-now.html' title='the book i&apos;m currently reading now'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S4v2dxipb9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/zKnOSyKXDaY/s72-c/Copy+of+DSC00081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-5732133041867735726</id><published>2010-03-01T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T04:18:45.766-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny thoughts'/><title type='text'>i hate the washing machine, seriously ;]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Music : Selena Gomez - Naturally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Relieved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARCH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;oh, i forget that Malaysia doesn't celebrate spring here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i actually feel kinda good today; the fact that i lashed out here yesterday, my body is feeling  like itself again, my driving skills are getting better and i smacked the washing machine once and it worked, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FOR ONCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;yeah, the washing machine is holding a grudge against me XD whenever i try to drop my dirty laundry in and set the washing machine, it won't work at all. i have to smack and kick to force it to spin. so yeah, &lt;strong&gt;I HATE THE WASHING MACHINE&lt;/strong&gt;. until this afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;thanks anyway for washing my clothes, because &lt;em&gt;i'm finishing my clean clothes faster&lt;/em&gt; :):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i want my driving license faster, so that i can drive to anywhere i want without asking my dad to send me here and there, or paying RM25 for a cab ride, or having to lie just to get on the shuttle bus, HAHAHA. shit oh i feel when my tutor told me the story on preparing my L license, but i laughed. bodoh oh kan me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;aunty tutor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kau tau kah macam mana aunty dapat lesen L kau?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*changing gear* ndak. macam mana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kami bawalah kau punya results ujian komputer tu sana JPJ mau buat lesen L kau. lepas tu kan, kau tau apa diorang cakap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*shakes my head, changing gear 3*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;diorang bilang kau punya nama teda dalam sistem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hah! betul bah???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;betul la bah. itulah lambat aunty mau buat 8 jam kau, sebab balik-balik diorang bilang "oh, kau datang besok pi check." tidak pandai-pandai timbul nama kau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*laughs* sampai gitu skali kah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ya la bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*brakes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kenapa kau brek ni kereta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;saya mau berhenti ketawa dulu. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sial oh. now, i can only take my JPJ test on or after 19 march. good oh kan? :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;whatever la, i have so much time to hit the saga here and there :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443635381149025826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S4utiZwixiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/d6a8emf_BsM/s400/Copy+of+DSC00058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'll miss my long hair, because i'll be cutting it after my cousin's wedding :(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;btw, Lady Gaga's Telephone and Kara's Lupin are awesome. i likeee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-5732133041867735726?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5732133041867735726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5732133041867735726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-hate-washing-machine-seriously.html' title='i hate the washing machine, seriously ;]'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S4utiZwixiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/d6a8emf_BsM/s72-c/Copy+of+DSC00058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-8798888707589830114</id><published>2010-02-28T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T07:06:43.799-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sanity and patience are running thin'/><title type='text'>i am obsessed with my own words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S4qB4zjH7BI/AAAAAAAAAO8/XNfo2egR6hg/s1600-h/TWILIGHT+SUCKS.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Music : Koda Kumi ft Fergie - That Ain't Cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Irritated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;I feel very irritated these days;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;1. I'm fucking sick, and there's no one to help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;2. it's damn hot here in KK, and I can get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; easily on hot days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;3. I'm having my priod right now, and I have a bad, bad PMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;4. everyone in the house is just as irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;5. the guy in my driving school irritates me until I am &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mentally&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; disturbed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;6. of my own idiocy that makes everything goes wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;7. of some people who irritate me to the core. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Can't they just leave me alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;8. my phone doesn't work well these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;9. I feel irritated with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;10. SPM results come out too late, &lt;em&gt;for real.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;11. SNSD's songs are very irritatting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;12. honestly, I have no fucking idea either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;My blog is starting to get irritating too, don't you think so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;And I cannot believe it's march, march, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;march&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;It means... SPM results is coming out soon. Good, because I need a distraction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: so emo. but i love :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-8798888707589830114?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8798888707589830114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8798888707589830114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-obsessed-with-my-own-words.html' title='i am obsessed with my own words'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-351421630430367187</id><published>2010-02-28T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T20:29:16.456-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welcome to my screwed world'/><title type='text'>where do i go now, with fear that haunts me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Music : Adam Lambert - Sleepwalker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Fucked up, bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;__________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443145356319933906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S4nv3NBERdI/AAAAAAAAAO0/UIFhKG5bvfQ/s320/tumblr_ky8b9pfTq81qa2vdgo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes; I feel like taking a pair of scissors and stab it on someone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes; I feel like laughing over pathetic things, or for no reason at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes; I feel like shouting to shut the fucking world up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes; I feel like curse every single thing that goes wrong in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes; I feel like knocking the window of someone's car and just blame them for everything shitty that happened to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes; I feel like I'm having a bipolar disorder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes; I feel like I want to turn back the time so that I know what went wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes; I feel like punching the wall until my hands bleed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes; I just feel like commiting a murder, &lt;u&gt;RIGHT NOW.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes; I feel like grabbing a hammer and throw it at a mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sometimes; I feel like pushing a random person from the toppest floor of a tall building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes; I feel like screaming to you &lt;strong&gt;"I HATE YOU, BITCH."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes; I feel like asking myself, "What's wrong with you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes; I feel like wishing that I never meet you before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes; I feel like I want everything to end today. I mean, today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes; I feel like jumping out of the window of my bedroom, for the sake of finding freedom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Honestly, I think my head is really screwed this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ironic,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because I had so much fun last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-351421630430367187?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/351421630430367187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/351421630430367187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/02/where-do-i-go-now-with-fear-that-haunts.html' title='where do i go now, with fear that haunts me?'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S4nv3NBERdI/AAAAAAAAAO0/UIFhKG5bvfQ/s72-c/tumblr_ky8b9pfTq81qa2vdgo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-827420528968544801</id><published>2010-02-23T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:56:13.637-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL trip'/><title type='text'>now i know what it's like to be complete, it's hard to stand by myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music : Cheryl Cole - Fight For This Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Elated + Sleepy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_____________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;I just landed from KL yesterday, woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;I meant to update my trip while I was there, but I thought that spilling the beans when I am here might be better, since I had to live up with Cassey and Satmit's craziness for the whole trip! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;I still couldn't believe that I got to go to KL with my friends, not famlies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Oh, I will not regret not going to KL this June anyway; going for a trip with your friends is worth to die for :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Oh, I missed sneaking out to McD for supper with Cassey and Satmit :D and going to Space Shot in Genting Highlands twice with them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;I'll update some more later, I need to unpack my stuffs first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-827420528968544801?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/827420528968544801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/827420528968544801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/02/now-i-know-what-its-like-to-be-complete.html' title='now i know what it&apos;s like to be complete, it&apos;s hard to stand by myself'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-4883512798387234663</id><published>2010-02-17T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T11:45:27.808-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherfucker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullshit'/><title type='text'>Call M For Motherfucker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music : Lindsay Lohan - Rumors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Annoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;It's 2.21 am in the morning; and I'm still awake, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;feeling very annoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm supposed to &lt;em&gt;help&lt;/em&gt; mum on the online booking thingy majigy for their upcoming trip to KL in june. I mean, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I had to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; She was so willing to wait for me to come home from 1B, just to &lt;strong&gt;'ask'&lt;/strong&gt; me to help her to book the flight tickets. God, &lt;em&gt;for the sake of technology&lt;/em&gt; - there is thing you called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PHONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and she has a brand new VAIO laptop that I swear to God that I can make use of it better than she does. And bloody shit, the wireless! Use them for real, for god's sake! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HONESTLY TECHNOLOGY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO US?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;And then, she left me to do the whole shit - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ALONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So much being the greatest daughter around huh? You swept your fucking credit card and ICs to me, and you left to catch your sleep. Wow, and there I was in front of her laptop; doing the stupid craps that pissed me off earlier than I thought. At the same time, dad couldn't stop announcing that the ticket price will be raised after midnight. Jesus, I could commit a murder that time; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my blood was boiling with anger.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HONESTLY TECHNOLOGY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO US?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Dad was wrong, the ticket price remained the same. I stayed up late until 1 am-ish just to complete the whole thing, to shut up everyone's mouth. I WAS EXCLUDED FROM THE TRIP, JUST BECAUSE I MIGHT BE AWAY TO STUDY THAT TIME (which is &lt;strong&gt;undeniably&lt;/strong&gt; migt be true, motherfucking fact). And then, I was about to finish the whole crap when they asked for identity card... internet pin number... financing limit... blah blah blah. So much bullshit to swallow at once. So I had to wake mum up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;diorang tanya apa identity card, internet pin number dengan financing limit mama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;... apa dia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;diorang tanya apa identity card, internet pin number dengan financing limit mama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh... mana mama tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*shocked* mama ndak tau?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;mama ndak ingat. lupa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ya ma. &lt;u&gt;lupa.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HONESTLY TECHNOLOGY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO US?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;So yeah, I tried to sign up in mastercard crap for mum's online shopping account bullshit and then it hit me. &lt;strong&gt;MUM FORGOT THE DETAILS OF HER CREDIT CARD AND I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW A THING ABOUT WHAT THEY ASKED.&lt;/strong&gt; So yeah, in the end - I shut down mum's laptop, and the whole online booking thingy majigy was &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;incomplete.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Just because of the credit card problem, God I feel like breaking the thing into thousand pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;For the sake of going to two weddings in Penisular Malaysia (including a family holiday), we try to buy tickets using the modern way just because our cousins and other relatives did it earlier. Yes, I never felt so stupid in my life, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;my idiocy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; probably is my worst enemy alive besides my own self and pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;And here I am now, lashing out whatever is left when I felt like stabbing a knife to someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;I feel shitty, spiritually drained, and absolutely insane. FML, FML.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HONESTLY TECHNOLOGY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO US.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SERIOUSLY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Tomorrow morning, her daughter will tell her mum to go to the damned bank and ask for the details, or easier just ask them to register mum to the secure code crap. That solution will put her daughter in ease and she'll be willingly to help her with this online booking thingy. So that she can fly safely to KL on thursday without feeling any guilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;I feel seriously fucked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Not even the 1B night with friends can cool me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-4883512798387234663?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4883512798387234663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/4883512798387234663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/02/call-m-for-motherfucker.html' title='Call M For Motherfucker'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-5617342157598082331</id><published>2010-02-15T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T07:46:51.062-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese new year'/><title type='text'>I Killed My Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music : Lady Gaga - Paparazzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Elated (Hyper, to be honest actually)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;________________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just got back from KB, and now I'm here - feeling very happy, fun and hyper :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Oh yeah, I forgot this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR, THE YEAR OF TIGER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;I think this is the best Chinese New Year I had ever, considering that I had lots of ang pau this year and met my chinese relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;And yes, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy Belated Valentine's Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;It's actually more likely; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Happy Single Awareness Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for me? I'm aware about my status for now ;] *grin* and &lt;s&gt;I wish to be single until I'm ready for a commitment&lt;/s&gt; (okay, that's random!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;My CNY time this year is more like meeting my relatives that my dad always talked about but never have a chance meeting them until yesterday and today. The first time I saw them, I couldn't believe that I have so much chinese uncles, aunties and cousins! XD If only; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if only &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I brought my camera with me today and took some candid shots of them, you'll be surprised too! Too bad, because all I care was to get the ang pau from them :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;The first house we went was yesterday; near Luyang Perdana. Mohana, I have relatives living near your area! &lt;strong&gt;Woohoo!&lt;/strong&gt; :D I went there with dad, Wawan and Uncle Omar with his family. I met Uncle Ah Voon (sorry la uncle kalau sia salah eje nama, okay?) and his family - his wife, his daughter, his son and other relatives. His daughter; if uncle didn't tell my dad that she was his daughter, I wouldn't recognize at all! She looked more like a tagalog-ish and more dusun-ish? to me compared to the son who looked a little more chinese to me. (And yep, he is cute - and he's 21! XD) The open house was splendid and really looked like 1 Malaysia open house - and the best thing, I got my first ang pau of the day! Oh yeah, I discover that I have a relative living so near to me - sana diorang di Blok P, anak-beranak di Shan Tao XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;culture shocked alert here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; because I never go to a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;real&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; CNY open house before, so yeah - I'm a little bit sakai ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today, I went to two houses near Kg Baru in KB - and more surprises awaits! I have an auntie; Auntie Jock Hee (ini lagi, saya memang tidak tau eja nama ni) used to teach in Convent, back in the 90's! And yeah! - I met the auntie who gave me money last time in Karamunsing :) The whole gathering was so nice... and well, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;splendid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; More and more ang paus I got, at least for the day! :D OMG, I cannot believe I have a very, very big multi-racial family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Whatever it is, thanks for making my CNY this year the best and we'll see each other again, sometime... &lt;em&gt;someday.&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P/S: Cassey &amp;amp; Satmit, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 MORE DAYS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And yeah... &lt;em&gt;the chaos are back,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-5617342157598082331?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5617342157598082331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5617342157598082331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-killed-my-boyfriend.html' title='I Killed My Boyfriend'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-2272141631105407171</id><published>2010-02-12T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T04:20:57.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discovery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kl'/><title type='text'>What You See Is What You See</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Music : Super Junior - Sorry Sorry Answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;______________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;These few days, I actually spent my free time by &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;learning how to edit pictures&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; using a limited software, PhotoStudio 5.5. I had fun actually using the software, since I didn't have a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;proper lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tutorials&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on editting pictures - and yeah, the results that I got were &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;satisfying&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D Call me a crazy woman; because I never even give a damn on the existence on lasso tools until... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;two days ago?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It turned out to be a very useful tools :) At least if I ever install the Photoshop software, I don't act like a sakai anymore ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the way, in about 6 more days - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm going to KL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm so excited since I have about a month left to enjoy my jobless holidays &lt;s&gt;(as I constantly reminding myself that SPM results is coming out in March)&lt;/s&gt; and &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I'm going there with friends!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wonder though; why am I only writing it down here now when I got to know about this 2 days ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437701004584424002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 77px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3aYQOUKEkI/AAAAAAAAANU/41FE3mDYY1Y/s320/happy02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yep, this time is totally my moment :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;p/s: aunty tutor, bila mau kasi habis 8 jam saya ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-2272141631105407171?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2272141631105407171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2272141631105407171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-you-see-is-what-you-see.html' title='What You See Is What You See'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3aYQOUKEkI/AAAAAAAAANU/41FE3mDYY1Y/s72-c/happy02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-7791074115818019139</id><published>2010-02-08T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:40:24.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1Borneo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>I May Be Your Sweet Spot, Take Me To Your Candy Shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Music : Owl City - Fireflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Elated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;__________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I went for an outing with Cassey, Val and Satmit last Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three words to describe it: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT WAS FUN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So much for 3 months of a super-freaking-long holiday, I actually think that I am enjoying it now, though my brain rebels the hell out of me to get out from the house faster. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE, I LOVE, I LOVE ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TAKE ONE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Location: Sushi King, 1Borneo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I thought we made a new record in Sushi King for being the &lt;u&gt;craziest, wackiest and noisiest&lt;/u&gt; group ever. I'm telling you, all the time people were staring at us like it was the first time we entered a sushi restaurant, and we ate there to destroy the place. &lt;em&gt;*snickers*&lt;/em&gt; We actually took our curiousity to the highest level when we even laughed at a sign labelled &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Watch Out for Fish Bones"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Overall, we had fun (including playing and rampaging the food train) and we walked out the resaurant with a bill that costed us RM67.85. Not bad, considering that there were 4 of us and we didn't eat a lot than expected :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435761543284798450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-0Ut84M_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/GfLYsFJmCeE/s320/DSC09777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435761552246577170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-0VPViGBI/AAAAAAAAAKE/93llk6Vi1iw/s320/DSC09778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435761554496352274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-0VXt68BI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8RHE7G5ZPZg/s320/DSC09779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435761557694465154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-0VjoaRII/AAAAAAAAAKU/V3MN96T67AY/s320/DSC09780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435761562097432658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-0V0CKOFI/AAAAAAAAAKc/24J7T6k3Apc/s320/DSC09781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435763031605726866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-1rWYPTpI/AAAAAAAAAKk/kncuWJ2Ir2E/s320/DSC09782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435763034655897810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-1rhvdONI/AAAAAAAAAKs/vCfkDKkDN98/s320/DSC09783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435763039234034466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-1ryy-CyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/EHV4RDuHxms/s320/DSC09784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435763046480933906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-1sNyw9BI/AAAAAAAAAK8/6SH9ay46QXA/s320/DSC09785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435763054959518338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-1stYN4oI/AAAAAAAAALE/LlEsW5Sl5yI/s320/DSC09786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435764166923804130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-2tbxKXeI/AAAAAAAAALM/oUMqD8Drrfk/s320/DSC09788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435764172768180226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-2txikeAI/AAAAAAAAALU/WMIktkLjyEM/s320/DSC09789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435764178609176562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-2uHTK__I/AAAAAAAAALc/T9lEufylrxU/s320/DSC09790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435764181878326002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-2uTemQvI/AAAAAAAAALk/xwAvAXKc6ew/s320/DSC09791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;TAKE TWO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Location: Padini Store &amp;amp; Unknown Clothes Store, 1Borneo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We walked around the place until we entered Padini store and started to try some things, admired some clothes and just &lt;em&gt;talked and talked&lt;/em&gt; at the top of our lungs. In the end, we actually tried some clothes. I picked a sleeveless purple dress (which I ripped off the layer inside it, but nah - it didn't cost me anything anyway); Satmit chose a red jacket with a polka dots top; Cassey chose a stripy-stripy shirt; and Val picked a gown that exposed her back, literally - if she chose not to tie the thingy majigy at her back to her waist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That was not the funnest part - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CASSEY ACTUALLY TRIED A WHITE DRESS, AHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks to me and Satmit! Too bad, I don't have a picture for that ;/ And Val tried a black dress, it was preeeety!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435765681653622018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-4Fmk5JQI/AAAAAAAAALs/jfWvDYH1cXg/s320/DSC09792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435765684225291618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-4FwKBtWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Q3V_OAdnDC8/s320/DSC09793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435765694312150946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-4GVu696I/AAAAAAAAAL8/hTT2cKoMvjk/s320/DSC09795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435765699772655746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-4GqEzqII/AAAAAAAAAME/VNC6vWP94JA/s320/DSC09798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435765705642798530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-4G_8W7cI/AAAAAAAAAMM/1HDFTUUqSBg/s320/DSC09799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;TAKE THREE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Location: In a taxi, on the way to Warisan Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435768306108234242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-6eXboegI/AAAAAAAAAMU/vZz3r6fOnTc/s320/DSC09807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435768312198244050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-6euHmptI/AAAAAAAAAMc/miNcYTQVe_o/s320/DSC09808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435768314727109234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-6e3iiEnI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EdRnJMODZDc/s320/DSC09810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435768321021489314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-6fO_OsKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/LPrRtYHnJtQ/s320/DSC09811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435768327857477282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-6fodDlqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Fg4toDqu69o/s320/DSC09812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435769024595577266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-7IMAXSbI/AAAAAAAAAM8/m4shmJSwhXY/s320/DSC09813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*HIGHLIGHTS*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE ROCKED THE DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION EVER! AT LEAST, FOR THE LAST FEW HOURS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the end, when I got home - I had a tiring body, and less than 10 bucks in my wallet. But then, it was worth it :) Now I can't wait for the short trip to KL.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-7791074115818019139?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/7791074115818019139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/7791074115818019139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-may-be-your-sweet-spot-take-me-to.html' title='I May Be Your Sweet Spot, Take Me To Your Candy Shop'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2-0Ut84M_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/GfLYsFJmCeE/s72-c/DSC09777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-3808289618409999240</id><published>2010-02-08T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:40:49.869-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great minds think alike'/><title type='text'>Gay Partner ;] - You Rock My World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music : -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREAT MINDS THINK ALIKE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;I think I'm beginning to love that statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;No wait - &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE THAT STATEMENT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Cassey, if you're seeing this; we're geniuses that made impossibilities into something that people can believe out of :D You're my &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;official partner in crime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, and yeah - you'll never meet somebody like me and I'll never meet somebody like you, &lt;em&gt;EVER AGAIN&lt;/em&gt; ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Wow, I can't believe I'm saying this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;But I move on; already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-3808289618409999240?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3808289618409999240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3808289618409999240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/02/gay-partner-you-rock-my-world.html' title='Gay Partner ;] - You Rock My World!'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-8340928627155874288</id><published>2010-02-05T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T23:08:08.205-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='license'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drive'/><title type='text'>Maybe It's About Us, But Then What About Guilt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music : Jesse McCartney - Just So You Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cute-1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/cute-1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's kinda late, but &lt;em&gt;hello flipping fantastic February&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's nothing to blog about these days actually, except that I'm getting my L license soon? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH SHIT. I AM GETTING MY L LICENSE SOON ;]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, it was worth it. Me and Cassey suffered for 6 hours of my life just to get a small card that allows us to drive a car (unfortunately, with our tutors around - why can't we be like those L holders for a bike?). We came to the lecture hall and made the class &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ALIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, unlike some &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;freaky long-haired man&lt;/em&gt; who &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;laughed at stupid jokes that made no sense&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; What an idiot. We, on the other hand made jokes that had some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SENSE OF HUMOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in it, so yeah - be jealous at us! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, cut that - nah, never mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was true anyway, and we made the changing tyres session &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our group was the only one who actually brave enough to curse out loud during the time. People were staring, but hey - &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;don't judge our changing skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We proved everyone wrong that girls can't change tyres. Ahah, well - maybe not alone la, hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If only we have a footage of us, you were going to laugh at us. Ahah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And my tutor finally brought me to the driving track to teach me something! Amen, I got to drive the kancil (forget the fact that I couldn't handle the hand brake nicely, but whatever) and drove around the KMK area. I love my tutor, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;she is the best I have!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, my driving skills are not bad after all (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;BANGGA THIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) considering that I got the hang of the whole track for the first time. I need some touch up of my driving skills (now my dad have to allow me to use the Proton Saga, hahaha) and &lt;s&gt;my ass needs some rest!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-8340928627155874288?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8340928627155874288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8340928627155874288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/02/maybe-its-about-us-but-then-what-about.html' title='Maybe It&apos;s About Us, But Then What About Guilt?'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-3479819605872129014</id><published>2010-01-31T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:32:00.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take A Deep Breath As You Walk Through The Doors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music : Taylor Swift - Fifteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;___________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Today is 31 January 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tomorrow is 1 February 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't believe this, but time sure passes away so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow, and I couldn't believe how stupid I was to break down because I had nothing better to do to fill my time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;I've found time can heal most anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;And you just might find who you're supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I didn't know who I was supposed to be at fifteen..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Taylor Swift, Fifteen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That song stucks in my head suddenly, haha - and at the same time, making me reminisced some things back when I was in high school with my friends :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyways.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/color%20splash" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="color splash Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i567.photobucket.com/albums/ss119/shelovesya2009/Decorated%20images/winter-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks January for the first 31 days of 2010 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And hello to February 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus, what a month it has been - after all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-3479819605872129014?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3479819605872129014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3479819605872129014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/01/take-deep-breath-as-you-walk-through.html' title='Take A Deep Breath As You Walk Through The Doors'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i567.photobucket.com/albums/ss119/shelovesya2009/Decorated%20images/th_winter-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-5005737752810252828</id><published>2010-01-29T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T11:01:51.651-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullshit'/><title type='text'>Hate It? Poke Yourself With A Stick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music : Hey Monday - How You Love Me Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Bitchy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;______________________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I wouldn't give myself any advice, because advice is kinda &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Take a deep breath and don't take any of it too seriously." - Cher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;2-in-1 is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bullshit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; term, because 1 is not big enough to hold 2. That's why 2 was created.” - Mitch Hedberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Booze, broads, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If you got all that, what else do you need?” - Harry Caray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Fact without theory is trivia. Theory without fact is &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bullshit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;There was a lot of tabloid journalism about my supposed sex addiction. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bullshit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It's all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bullshit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I mean, come on, I never pretended to be a saint. But give me a break.” - Michael Douglas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Genius - the ability to produce fantastic amounts of equally fantastic &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bullshit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that all makes perfect sense” - Jason Zebehazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;The next time they give you all that civic &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bullshit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about voting, keep in mind that Hitler was elected in a full, free democratic election” - George Carlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they're afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It's all in how you carry it. That's what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you're letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.” - Jim Morrison &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I LOVE THE WORD &lt;u&gt;BULLSHIT.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;At least it's 10 times cooler than saying the word &lt;s&gt;fuck.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;wtfwtfwtfwtfwtfwtfwtf :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-5005737752810252828?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5005737752810252828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5005737752810252828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/01/hate-it-poke-yourself-with-stick.html' title='Hate It? Poke Yourself With A Stick'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-3811773320682925144</id><published>2010-01-28T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:49:00.185-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 18th Birthday, Twins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music : TVXQ - Balloons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;___________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;RYU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;God bless you for the year of 2010, and happy studying in IS! I haven't seen both of them since SPM finished, but I know they are in the best condition whatever they are doing. Many happy returns of the day, and enjoy the day as a newborn 18-year-old! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder... if they even read this thing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-3811773320682925144?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3811773320682925144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3811773320682925144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-18th-birthday-twins.html' title='Happy 18th Birthday, Twins!'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-5901842308237936685</id><published>2010-01-28T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T12:46:00.342-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>What Is The Five-Letter Word To Describe 'Irritate'?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music : Mariah Carey - It' Like That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_____________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's called 'annoy'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Yes, and this is the reason why I hate to go online sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I HATE THE DRAMA THAT IS GOING ON.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So yeah, Cassey :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To answer your one damn question whether I will be coming back on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, yeah I will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HOWEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, don't expect me to come so soon because until the day that &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;person decided to knock her head on the wall, thinking &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Yeah, that picture is so ugly"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and decided to change it willingly without anyone's conviction, I won't log in even if it will takes months or years. I don't mind anyway, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;logging in facebook everyday actually gives me a major headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You say, the drama will be subsiding soon? &lt;u&gt;I don't think so.&lt;/u&gt; You want to know why? Judging from what did you tell me when you called me the other day, I don't think that person is giving up so soon on guilt and infatuation. I know this sounds so mean, but you supposed to know better than I do - since you're the God in this matter (apa punya God ini ah XD) and I'm merely just an audience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And lastly, I love to make myself disappear anyway. So, maybe even if the drama is &lt;strong&gt;OVER&lt;/strong&gt;, you're giving me a week right at least? - I won't log in anyway and anyhow. It's &lt;s&gt;bullshit&lt;/s&gt;, but yeah~ let me disappear for a while. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;THAT INCLUDES MSN TOO, MY RETARTED SIDEKICK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; XD you think logging in msn senang kah? Hahahaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You can still find me in blog anyway. But don't bring another drama along! &lt;em&gt;Drama is the last thing I want to see in this blog, pestering my life :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431843261063288194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2HIqrNG1YI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mJozx69JcoM/s400/drama.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;did you see that? i'm sure you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-5901842308237936685?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5901842308237936685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5901842308237936685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-five-letter-word-to-describe.html' title='What Is The Five-Letter Word To Describe &apos;Irritate&apos;?'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2HIqrNG1YI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mJozx69JcoM/s72-c/drama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-7673197521469736244</id><published>2010-01-27T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T17:21:00.582-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hyper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jaejoong'/><title type='text'>Oh No, Oh No, Oh No, You Don't ;]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Music : On/Off - Futatsu no Kodō to Akai Tsumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Hyper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh La La, Oh La La, Oh La La~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Forget the part on my previous post that I will put off my blogging for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Very gatal this my hands right now to post something up ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;By the way, guess what did I get today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;48/50! Okay, shit - I did pass the stupid, motherfucking computer test! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Now that I can't stop smiling, I just bought myself a big bar of &lt;strong&gt;CHOCOLATE&lt;/strong&gt;! Whooppee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Now I can finally attend the &lt;s&gt;freaking&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;workshop&lt;/em&gt;, or whatever the crappy thing is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Maybe that's what I want to post up today, just to show that I'm happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Don't be jealous now - &lt;strong&gt;I studied my ass off just so that I didn't fail again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Bullshit - now everyone knows I failed the first time - wait, &lt;em&gt;didn't I told that fact before&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431344782615140434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2ADTaRyWFI/AAAAAAAAAJs/2y2afll2zdQ/s200/jaejoongflawlessskin4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guess what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY JAEJOONG! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;God bless him, and so all the other TVXQ members! It's a blessing that to see their music change from time to time, since their debut. And yes, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I still love TVXQ you know ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;P/S: should I go to Ameera's barbeque this friday? and yes, I'm still offlining myself in facebook for a reason - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I HATE THE DRAMA THAT IS GOING ON RIGHT NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-7673197521469736244?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/7673197521469736244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/7673197521469736244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-no-oh-no-oh-no-you-dont.html' title='Oh No, Oh No, Oh No, You Don&apos;t ;]'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S2ADTaRyWFI/AAAAAAAAAJs/2y2afll2zdQ/s72-c/jaejoongflawlessskin4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-3856014080376348084</id><published>2010-01-26T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T00:47:16.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Cry Because It's Over, Smile Because It Happened</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music : Muse - Undisclosed Desires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;___________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I FAILED MY STUPID COMPUTER TEST! 38/50 - WHAT THE FUCKING HELL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But the truth is, I really feel like &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laughing out loud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't know why and on whatever reasons, but I do feel like screaming - not because I'm upset or sad or pissed off over everything that happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe it's about moral or even idiocy, but I'm actually okay with my results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You didn't know what happened to me yesterday when I stepped into the test room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I felt unusually cold, probably because I was so scared to fail and at the same time, I felt I couldn't do the same as the others did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was shaking so badly - I couldn't stop shaking. And like an hour later, I was announced I failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I mean, stupid also la me for changing so many answers the second time because I felt insecure over the answer. If only I felt confident that time, I would've gotten 45 (considering I checked some of the questions I remembered and shit! I did answered some correct)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm re-taking it this wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And don't bother to ask, because I won't be online for the whole week - until the next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So yeah, this is like my last post for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-3856014080376348084?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3856014080376348084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3856014080376348084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-cry-because-its-over-smile-because.html' title='Don&apos;t Cry Because It&apos;s Over, Smile Because It Happened'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-8492450006332565773</id><published>2010-01-22T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:40:00.567-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Once Your Run, There's No Turning Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music : Nelly Furtado ft Timbaland - Promiscuous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Stressed out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;______________________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's a long time since I haven't say this, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I MISS MY FRIENDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;I'M GOING TO MEET THEM TOMORROW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whoopee! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Probably one of the happiest news I've heard since 2010 started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks to Convent's Annual Sports Day! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-8492450006332565773?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8492450006332565773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8492450006332565773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/01/once-your-run-theres-no-turning-back.html' title='Once Your Run, There&apos;s No Turning Back'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-6137950465411370183</id><published>2010-01-22T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T13:16:00.180-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>Things to Watch and Learn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music : Placebo - Running Up The Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;___________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=friendship.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/friendship.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you see the last part of the strip comic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's no way I'm going to do that no matter how idiotic I may be and how asshole I am to my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT BUT BUT BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It doesn't mean I cannot do that to freaks, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm blogging today for nothing's sake, since nothing fun and exciting happened this few days, though I'm looking forward to go to Convent's Annual Sports Day - which is on saturday. Other than that, my current 'job' is just sitting at home; watching telly, doing chores and houseworks, exercising and using the computer more than 12 hours a day. Sometimes I think I'm worse than a couch potato or a computer geek but that are the only things I can do so far, for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe I'll just go with the flow, that'll do :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the way, I was just slacking in youtube last night and found something very... err, &lt;em&gt;interesting&lt;/em&gt; to see and watch. Sort of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="200" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hsikPswAYUM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hsikPswAYUM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Creepy much?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I mean, as far as fans are so obsessed with their favourite anime or whatsoever characters, they don't go that &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; far, like getting married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whatever he did (which is against the law), I hope he is happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-----------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My computer is next monday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good, because I haven't read anything yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My target? Simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50/50&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok la, at least 45.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-6137950465411370183?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6137950465411370183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6137950465411370183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-to-watch-and-learn.html' title='Things to Watch and Learn'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-9187169944850103371</id><published>2010-01-19T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:26:22.283-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='larry platt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skii bo ski'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>American Idol Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music : American Idol audition songs XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Feeling funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_____________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMERICAN IDOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;season 9&lt;/em&gt; is here! Since I have nothing that bothers me from watching American Idol, I assure you that I'll watch it every episode without fail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kara: So you're the next big thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Skii Bo Ski: Biggest thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kara: You for sure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Skii Bo Ski: Phenomenal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kara: We're gonna be blown away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Skii Bo Ski: Blown away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Skii Bo Ski&lt;/u&gt; - a designer salesman. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Saying his name sure is contagious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :) See the video for yourself for your own judgement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;object height="200" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sYXd3PtoxRM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sYXd3PtoxRM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yep, he did get the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;golden ticket&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I found he was a little bit cocky - though he was funny and actually said: "...isss a package deal, cause I'm like the dollar store." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, SKII BO SKI we get what you mean ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, hands down everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Skii Bo Skii couldn't beat the best audition of they day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GENERAL LARRY PLATT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pants on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pants on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Looking like a fool with your pants on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Keep srolling to see the video! It was totally &lt;u&gt;hillarious&lt;/u&gt; (like really &lt;strong&gt;HILLARIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;) and &lt;strong&gt;he is 62 years old!&lt;/strong&gt; I wonder how did he get off with such a huge age limit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object height="200" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sSLc64JGbDE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sSLc64JGbDE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;He was really out of topic - but at least he made his debut on telly, by any chance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I mean; he was well-received by Randy Jackson and Kara DioGuardi during the audition, and certainly Ryan Seacrest and the contestants who came to the audition! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I were that general, at least I felt appreciated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Still, Atlanta isn't the only states I want to watch, I want to watch the others too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And... I can't wait to see&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;Ellen Degenerees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on the show! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;It's going to be a hillarious Season 9, I bet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-9187169944850103371?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/9187169944850103371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/9187169944850103371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/01/american-idol-mania.html' title='American Idol Mania'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-196972570989274539</id><published>2010-01-17T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T23:35:00.068-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embarass'/><title type='text'>Turn, Turn, Turn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music : Sid - Lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : What the hell?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;______________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I felt so embarassing today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;My driving tutor told me, in the middle of the rain, "&lt;strong&gt;NO SLIPPERS ARE ALLOWED.&lt;/strong&gt; But since it's your first day, I'll let you off today." And guess how am I supposed to feel? I felt so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;fucking stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; when I saw two other students of my tutor were wearing shoes. Like wow, it's a bullshit, seriously bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;So, people - if you don't want to be embarassed on the first day of your own driving lesson, remember this one fact:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEAR YOUR SHOES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you will learn from my lesson, alright?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the way, thank you people in KMK - for making me feel so alienated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I mean, I came in the driving place, and people were staring - as if I came to the place dressed in nothing. What, is it weird to dress up wrongly on your first day of driving? And those people were in the same class with me during the blind colour test and lectures for five hours. Yes, I was sitting with a bunch of freaks until almost 3.00pm. It was absurd, how could I describe more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;But then, I saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Melissa Goh Siew Jing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - my former class monitor for 5ST 2009, and all-time friend! And this part - where I screamed her name in the middle of the blind colour test - I swear to God, it was forgiven, alright? :) She just made my day today, despite the cloudy condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;And what was more, I got full mark 23/23 for my first test!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Don't try to embarass me for saying it was easy - fine, it was easy but well... whatever. At least half of my 24 hours didn't waste away just like that, though I was very bored for the second half lecture after the lunch break was over. Imagine this: the canteen was too small to fill in the number of people sitting in there, and I had to sit with a girl who is about the same age as me, waiting for SPM results and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SHE SMOKES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Okay, I got a culture shock there, so what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;I don't smoke, don't hate me for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;But after a long day, I got to go home a calm mind in my head and I went out to City Mall that night to buy a new book and a new DVD; Change of Heart (Jodi Picoult) and Vampire Knight. It was a cheap bargain; I think I am going to visit Popular Bookstore for more hunting day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427926211095291122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S1PeIW9d5PI/AAAAAAAAAJk/HlYO7f8WFi8/s320/6a00d414452d953c7f0109d076f999000e-500pi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Out of all people, I cannot believe &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; have a blog. And it is as annoying as yourself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FREAK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-196972570989274539?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/196972570989274539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/196972570989274539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/01/turn-turn-turn.html' title='Turn, Turn, Turn'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S1PeIW9d5PI/AAAAAAAAAJk/HlYO7f8WFi8/s72-c/6a00d414452d953c7f0109d076f999000e-500pi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-2690527507864849936</id><published>2010-01-15T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:38:10.856-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freaks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loveee'/><title type='text'>Only Freaks Read This</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music : Kris Allen - Heartless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Calm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;___________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CASSANDRA ASHLEY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BERENICE LU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VALERIE CHIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;You three are &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;freaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, and I have to live with that forever as long I know you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;But you want to know something that makes you three are special to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;And yes, yes, yes, &lt;em&gt;I really do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks for making my day, no matter in what way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That makes me a freak myself :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Quick update here everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;My first day of driving lesson is tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Wish me luck! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-2690527507864849936?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2690527507864849936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2690527507864849936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/01/only-freaks-read-this.html' title='Only Freaks Read This'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-6581625755554334234</id><published>2010-01-14T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:14:05.568-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drive'/><title type='text'>How Could You Be So Heartless?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-heart-red-m.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-heart-red-m.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Music : Timbaland ft Nelly Furtado &amp;amp; SoShy - Morning After Dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-comment.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/16-comment.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mood : Bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My first post of 2010. Yep, I know it's late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I changed my layout earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Surprised much?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To be honest here, I hate the old layout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Too much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that I can't stand for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, here goes my first layout of 2010 - to celebrate the New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And yes, I know it's exactly 2 weeks after 1 January.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Stop telling me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the way, I'm back procastinating myself to Internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So you're most welcome to stalk &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; anywhere I'm available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Friends, if you want to go for an outing; call me okay? &lt;strong&gt;I'm bored and rotting like a dead meat right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And well, what is the next big news besides hearing Golden Globe is here soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I AM LEARNING TO DRIVE, FOR REAL THIS TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; This saturday, can't wait to use my rusty brain again! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h3" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally, finally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-6581625755554334234?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6581625755554334234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6581625755554334234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-could-you-be-so-heartless.html' title='How Could You Be So Heartless?'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-9009825669544447959</id><published>2009-12-28T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T02:53:00.416-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curse to the world'/><title type='text'>If They Are So Offensive - What Are Curses For Then?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Exactly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everything is made for a reason, so do curses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So - people who can't stand with tongues that curse can FUCK off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate, abhor, loathe - that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SHITTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; crap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They may go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Modern times use these: FTW, WTF, WTH &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(not offensive enough - but it will do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; off. Shut the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You mother&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, retarded, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SHITTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yep, BITCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seriously, I'm asking you in my best manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are you offended now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Keep offended then. No one &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKING HELL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Language, dammit!" - Let me tell you something, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a curse word. Don't say the nicest person that you've ever known doesn't curse at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What are you going to do now. Sit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Curse me back if you dare - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BITCH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;[I'm not mad or pissed - I'm just testing myself to curse. *smiles* But really - it tires you out to use all the words at once]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-9009825669544447959?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/9009825669544447959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/9009825669544447959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-they-are-so-offensive-what-are.html' title='If They Are So Offensive - What Are Curses For Then?'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-1598103959812309062</id><published>2009-12-26T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T20:26:00.156-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night'/><title type='text'>A Twist of Horror</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the night is cold&lt;br /&gt;the night is sad for some&lt;br /&gt;the night is so dark&lt;br /&gt;the night come and go like my love for you&lt;br /&gt;the night is time for me to sleep and dream of you&lt;br /&gt;the night is everwhere I go&lt;br /&gt;the night is time for some people to have fun&lt;br /&gt;the night is so alone for me&lt;br /&gt;i hate the night becuase is reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;the night was when we had fun&lt;br /&gt;the night is so alone now&lt;br /&gt;the night is what you love&lt;br /&gt;but now the night is what i hate because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The night is darker and quieter than it usually is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wonder what the sky is thinking tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Probably, I'll be expecting a nightmare tonight. If that happens - this is my third day of having nightmares. Is there any catasthrope happening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-1598103959812309062?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1598103959812309062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1598103959812309062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/12/twist-of-horror.html' title='A Twist of Horror'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-8847156774671070053</id><published>2009-12-26T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:26:40.676-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PS2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Do You Know How Easy It Is to Say Forever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=music-2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/music-2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Christmas songs :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=borderwh.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/borderwh.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/christmas" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 321px; HEIGHT: 324px" height="447" alt="Bells Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i704.photobucket.com/albums/ww47/SaralondeDreamcatcher/Christmas/Bell.png" width="385" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's boxing day - A day after Christmas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's not too late to say "MERRY CHRISTMAS" to everyone who celebrates it and to those who feel that they deserve to join in the fun and joy of Christmas. May God bless you for everything that you do in 2009 and may Santa brings you the best presents that you've ever wished! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm currently spending my final days of 2009 and the remainder of two months of my holidays slcaking, but nothing beats with my time I spent on the telly screen, playing PS2. Yep, half of my 24-hours time I spent on controlling the joystick - so don't expect yourself to see me going out these days for a movie. Okay - the last part was a joke, but I'm not kidding with the PS2 part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Me and my siblings have been spending our money lately for games, games, games! You name it: Naruto: Ultimate Ninja, Need For Speed: Most Wanted, The Sims 2 (okay, I can't find Sims 3 for PS version - but I believe it'll be out soooon), Ben 10: Alien Force. And if I count all the money that we invested on these &lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;CRAPPY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt; games, I can tell you the total of it is enough to buy a pair of jeans and a new handbag (I've seen a very preeety one at one shop in CP - only that time I saved my money to buy comics. &lt;em&gt;Very "investive"&lt;/em&gt; :() Although, I feel sad for my sister because she won't get her Nintendo DS as a present for her UPSR results. Mom said that it's better for her to keep the money in the bank than to buy the game. She was mad, but what can she does to back up herself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Always makes false hopes that made us believe completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is what I don't understand with parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They make you believe every word they say, in the end the words become something that what people called it - "sweet dreams."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But still, they're our parents. Never mind about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;By the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I saw Guitar Hero set the other day in City Mall, and I desperately want to buy it - rather than buying the Dance Dance mat set that I've wanted so badly for my birthday. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;THAT PART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: blame it on Couple's Retreat because of Vince Vaughn - he made me want to buy one when I was watching the movie! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And did I tell you, I'm learning to play guitar and learning to drive???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/guitar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="330" alt="guitar Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i579.photobucket.com/albums/ss239/madelinetinker/et.jpg" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;nice nerd playing the guitar - by the way :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;I want to go watch Alvin and the Chipmunks 2, Avatar and Sherlock Holmes! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will somebody spend me the money?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-8847156774671070053?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8847156774671070053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8847156774671070053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-know-how-easy-it-is-to-say.html' title='Do You Know How Easy It Is to Say Forever?'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i704.photobucket.com/albums/ww47/SaralondeDreamcatcher/Christmas/th_Bell.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-2468754942862470593</id><published>2009-12-16T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T10:57:58.892-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Price to be Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=music-2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/music-2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pink - I Don't Believe You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=borderwh.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/borderwh.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i718.photobucket.com/albums/ww185/hco_1922/Photography/Summer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Freedom is not free." -unknown author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;It's officially two weeks to 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I realized something these few days - everyone is reminding themselves about upcoming 2010, and keeps saying that the year of 2009 happens pretty fast, despite all of those little and big things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;big things? oh yeah... big things.&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; happened this year. Myself, to be honest - will be missing 2009 majorly because I finished my school officially this year and there were so many drastic changes that I saw in my life, including myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;Getting to know new circles of friends, clicking in with friends that I didn't realize earlier that they are better than the rest of my "before-called" friends, learning new lessons of life, exploring new interests, sitting my SPM [&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah, call that a change&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;] - what do I have to lose? Instead of regretting it, I found out that I was too relieved to know that I've passed all the 'Test of Life' for 2009; and I'll be sure ready to face the new chapter of 2010. I keep saying, "God, I hate my life" or "Why do I have to face all these craps?" or "What makes them better than me?" - you know, all those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;rantings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so-called complaints&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;But when I reflect all those rantings back, they're just another excuses for me to face the whole ordeal about life. Or sometimes, I use those rantings to &lt;u&gt;deny&lt;/u&gt;. That's the word: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D E N Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Get ready to people who think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm such a useless bitch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Get ready to all those people who see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me as an uninvited stranger in their lives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Get ready to all those people who think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm such a dumb girl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Get ready to all those people who think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm imperfect when they actually ARE in the same league as I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Get ready to all those people who think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just the next failure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;Because I'm ready to take the challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;Go on and beat me ahead, and see if whatever you said with your tongues before will walk as the way you show yourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;Well, whatever it is - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;2010 is coming soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Whoopee! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;quote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day you cease to change is the day you begin to die - unknown author&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/quote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=border.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/border.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday, me and my friends - Hazel, Rachel, Janet and featuring Angelcy who came back from Kuching for a short break of her diploma took a little sweet time in Centre Point for my so-belated birthday lunch which was sponsored by - me :) Yeah, you know; it's a tradition in them for whoever birthday is coming up, birthday girl has to spend her friends for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, thank God mom gave me a RM50 note - just enough to feed everyone a splendid feast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not saying anything but this is the first time I went out since SPM finished over 2 weeks ago. Like really went out for an outing, and not just for some dumb personal reasons - which I did sometimes. Okay, by the way - we met somewhere at 12.30 pm or somewhere at that time in Pacific Ngiukee &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh, btw did I tell you that I met Christiannie; my long-lost kindergarten friend? omg, I was so shocked to see her yesterday! happy happy happy time! okay then, back to the story...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; and we made up our minds to go to eat at McDonalds...-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-That was before we knew that McD was full of people, seriously. So we went to eat at Kyros Kebab and talked about our lives. It was splendid after all; having long talks in a small, quiet place - thanks to Janet who suggested tha place and just had the place to ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After that, me and Janet watched Couple's Retreat together, and it was horrendously, tremendously funny! I was so glad that I got to watch Couple's Retreat at the end of the day and oh yeah, we got to meet Gwen, Chyna and Sarah along the way. Haha, typical - meeting in a clothing store and ended up watching movie together in cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, I think I wrote too long. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll stop here then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Before that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC09588.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 347px; HEIGHT: 431px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/DSC09588.jpg" width="544" height="982" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC09593.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 347px; HEIGHT: 349px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/DSC09593.jpg" width="389" height="788" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-2468754942862470593?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2468754942862470593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2468754942862470593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/12/price-to-be-free.html' title='Price to be Free'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i718.photobucket.com/albums/ww185/hco_1922/Photography/th_Summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-1757293067804294217</id><published>2009-12-14T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:38:49.978-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>It's Amazing to See How Things Fall Apart So Easily.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=music-2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/music-2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TVXQ - Rising Sun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=borderwh.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/borderwh.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Did I tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;I WAS FALL IN LOVE WITH TVXQ ALL OVER AGAIN???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay, that's crappy. Fine, but it's a long time since I didn't talk about them though I still hear updates about them - not as much as the maniacs out there do but at least, I did hear about them. Oh, what's more - my room will be full of them (NICE!) soon, after I clean my bedroom :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What purpose brings me here today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;............ Oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have to say now, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM BORED TO DEATH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;Seriously.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What else can I say? Well, I woke up early to do my exercises for about 20 minutes, and then I rested for a while, watched The Nanny - gosh, I never got tired of that crappy nanny and her family; she's really funny! :), and currently, I'm watching Oprah Winfrey show - something about kids being abandoned and stuffs and onlining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But, whatever it is - I am going out tomorrow! :) But only to Centre Point, nothing else :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Seriously, I need something to work on. And studying is the way to start :) A Level, here I come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/border%20line" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="line Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff317/Hannah_hump/Stuff/border.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/stress" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="stress reiliever Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj184/fiendforlifex13x/stressreliever.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haha, i wish it was true. but damn, it was a stress reliever! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-1757293067804294217?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1757293067804294217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1757293067804294217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-amazing-to-see-how-things-fall.html' title='It&apos;s Amazing to See How Things Fall Apart So Easily.'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff317/Hannah_hump/Stuff/th_border.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-7146034801669112026</id><published>2009-12-11T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:39:37.324-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><title type='text'>Just Pull the Trigger, If Only You're Brave Enough to Do It.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="music gif Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/music-2.gif" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Rihanna - Russian Roulette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/?action=view&amp;amp;current=borderwh.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll101/minnina/borderwh.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know why, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but I'm getting clumsier all of a sudden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;; since SPM finished days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't find my pendrives anywhere, Hazel's pendrive is missing - &lt;s&gt;she is so going to be mad at me&lt;/s&gt;, my storybooks are all over the place, pictures scatter everywhere in my room. And, what surprise &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt; the most is I could find all of my fucking school books, exercise books and reference books - and I actually even piled them up and tied them in a few piles for recycle purposes!!! This is so amazing, showing how much I spent so much time just on books - possibly almost half of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, like honestly - I don't mean to burn all of my books - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's just a damn metaphore!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Of course, when you're busy with exams, and you finally get your long-lost holiday; of course you're happy? Are they punishing me now for saying I'm going to burn them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Listen, I deleted my shout out in Facebook. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And honestly, if people are asking me, "Hey, are you going anywhere for your hols?" seriously people, I'll say nowhere &lt;strong&gt;BECAUSE&lt;/strong&gt; somebody just cancelled off my trip to KL (and yeah - that'll include the shitty Genting Highlands trip as well) and used financial problems as an excuse. Sometimes, I think that it's better for me not to have the holidays rather than people cancel it just so that people cannot see me being happy for once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess what? I'm creating my own happiness. &lt;strong&gt;Exactly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First, I'm going to sign up for A-Level in KL (yeah, fat chance - I'm taking MAHSA by the way) and fly there alone, without anyone interrupts me. I'm going to stay there for as long as I want until I get bored of seeing KL, and I'll go home - if I'm not broke at that time. And then, I'm going to the university that I want to go so badly and makes sure everyone says yes. There you go, one hell of a plan that me myself doesn't sure if it's going to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I want to go out too. But the thing is; I'm so bored of going out already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I want to go out and watch movies with friends but I'm bad with planning things. I want to go for a karaoke too, but I can't find any suitable groups to go with - other than Hazel, Rachel and Janet. Sometimes, I just wish I can get a driving license in one click and there you go! - I can go out to anywhere I want. Or the shopping malls are so near to my house that I can easily walk to them like my own home. God, by God I'm hell bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You know, bored? TV, music, books, onlining - these stuffs cannot make me survive for long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cassey, you still owe me and invitation to go for a paintball :) Waiting for your call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/border%20line" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="line Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff317/Hannah_hump/Stuff/border.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413867671834653890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/SyHr9rCs9MI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tB2clGWU0TI/s320/big4418346jpg.gif" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;btw, yeah - &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;imissschoolsomuch :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-7146034801669112026?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/7146034801669112026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/7146034801669112026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-pull-trigger-if-only-youre-brave.html' title='Just Pull the Trigger, If Only You&apos;re Brave Enough to Do It.'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff317/Hannah_hump/Stuff/th_border.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-8606749458449916353</id><published>2009-11-30T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:39:00.222-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>of papers and pens, still</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;"stressing... omg! i haven't revised the formula yet!"&lt;/em&gt; - author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409907298036139938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/SxPaBk88x6I/AAAAAAAAAJM/bpvnyREK2NI/s320/exam_196253d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;listen here guys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when was the last time i updated my blog?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- probably about 10 000 years ago ;]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i swear to God that i'll be sticking here for the next 3 months of freedom, updating stuffs about my boring life for 24 hours straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;because i have absolutely nothing to do during the hols, and believe me people - 90 days can be hell for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like that will happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i remembered, back then i was raving about the time constraints to study, and i need a break, and i cannot wait for the long hols to come - yeah, &lt;em&gt;that was the time back then. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and now, 8th of december is coming sooo soon [today itself is 30th of november] - like honestly, what should i do after the SPM examinations has finished?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;time happens to be ticking so fast - or i'm the one who thinks life is going on too fast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i realized something too - what i said months ago and now is so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;contradicting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it's kinda stupid, but that's the fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tomorrow is literature exam, and i still have the sweet time to spend some time blogging here and going online. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;how wonderful of me; belum insaf again this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;well - that's what you called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"TEMPTATION"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'll be back for some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and it's going to be after 8th of december.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you'll see drastic changes in here, see if i'm wrong about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye november, my best month ;]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and by the way, whoever wishes me for my birthday, thanks a lot for wishing me.... how nice of you all! i love you all too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;just for some quickies for exam month....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-SPM- SPM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;some might be interesting,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;some might be even surprising.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;whatever it is, i'm glad it will be over soon! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409907289437296866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/SxPaBE602OI/AAAAAAAAAJE/2hrizopD0Q8/s320/JS_5-ExamsCarola-83_L-711121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this diagram shows how desperate i am during the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;add maths&lt;/span&gt; papers for knowing nothing at all, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;biology papers&lt;/span&gt; for having no time to finish papers and the results are? &lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i hate myself.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409907278925645906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/SxPaAdwpyFI/AAAAAAAAAI0/iO7nd8eWQGY/s320/exams.gif" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;however, it comes with a price. you see that A+ up there? yeah, i can't see it in my future. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;goodbye my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-8606749458449916353?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8606749458449916353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8606749458449916353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/11/of-papers-and-pens-still.html' title='of papers and pens, still'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/SxPaBk88x6I/AAAAAAAAAJM/bpvnyREK2NI/s72-c/exam_196253d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-8384266893628626895</id><published>2009-08-25T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:24:55.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='britney'/><title type='text'>if britney is a president</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;a few days ago, i found out about this video when i was watching e! news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm telling you, it's one damn funny video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least, and not really expected from britney spears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and what the hell, she's doing her campaign in bikini - somethinng that &lt;strong&gt;hilary clinton&lt;/strong&gt; would never dare to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;did you see the red flower on her hair?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/baUx42qs1xU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/baUx42qs1xU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;if she's really gonna &lt;s&gt;overthrow&lt;/s&gt; (oops, i mean take over - sorry obama) i think the world is seriously gonna be chaotic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;plus, maybe the world will be turning upside down. hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-8384266893628626895?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8384266893628626895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8384266893628626895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-britney-is-president.html' title='if britney is a president'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-3109541885609877944</id><published>2009-08-24T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:31:05.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>she is jealous, and she knows it well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"mad with anger" - that's a phrase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373367189347618082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/SpII_UjNzSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6zu7NZ6YfBI/s320/anger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she's a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she's a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she's a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she's a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she's a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is that enough for you? go to hell, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;keep messing up with me, and i'm gonna make sure you're gonna be very sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you are a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BITCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, accusing me for something when i didn't do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;memang dasar orang suka cari pasal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i swear to God that i didn't do anything, and guess what?&lt;em&gt; i got the blame.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh, thanks for making my life easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you just love to see people being guilty, don't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE FUCK.&lt;/strong&gt; i'm totally pissed right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you really think that you can mess up someone's life, don't you? fuck yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she thinks that everybody listens to her. hey hey hey, why don't you use a mirror first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i know you're just plain jealous, but you don't have the guts to say it out loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you're &lt;em&gt;embarassed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAY IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;go on, say it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;say it like you never did before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you can't, don't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHA. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;coward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i would be a murderer right now if i can't hold on my anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm willing to stab you, with my &lt;strong&gt;100%&lt;/strong&gt; pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but nooo. i couldn't. why's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;killing is a sin - lame lame lame. and it's fasting month - damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i dont' care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm not the bitch. you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;do you have enough? i can give you more than i can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BITCH. BITCH. BITCH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maybe i was too mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i lost to the Scourge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;damn it DOTA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and hell, why do i care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because this is the only thing that makes me alive for the whole week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bless me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373364822130788930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/SpIG1h-vikI/AAAAAAAAAIk/PD-gxPbwNtQ/s320/alleria.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;sorry alleria. you're a good ally but i just can't use you anymore. i'll reconsider enigma instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-3109541885609877944?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3109541885609877944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3109541885609877944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/08/she-is-jealous-and-she-knows-it-well.html' title='she is jealous, and she knows it well'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/SpII_UjNzSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6zu7NZ6YfBI/s72-c/anger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-2693723357774856194</id><published>2009-08-23T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T14:06:00.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>running for that balloons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373033891506285106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/SpDZ21Vd6jI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uHvMA1XpPJA/s320/HotAirBalloon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's been more than a month since i'm not ranting here for some news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but honestly, i don't really know what to write once i'm here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maybe because i have no exact idea on what to write anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or maybe i'm just plain boring. or lifeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maybe. i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAYBE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm just here to find some break from my studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as i'm writing something here, it's officially 87 DAYS to SPM and my trial is coming soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm wasting my sweet time and i don't know what to do anymore, besides studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it's like i'm a walking zombie wihout any purposes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WELL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i did promise to update some stuff about for the past few weeks while i wasn't here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but i guess i'm too lazy to do so. or people did it already for me. i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the fact that some people often update their blog unlike i do, it's better to see theirs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;because in the end, we'll talk about things that nothing less similar to one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M SORRY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i can't upload pictures now. anyhow, people. i promise i'll do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;when i have the right time. sometimes, i can't just hit the right time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and maybe this time is one of them. or maybe i just... never mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sorry, i just can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERHAPS...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'll have to put off blogging a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but i'm not running away. i just can't say everything now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'll write something, by and by. to lash out everything the right way it suppose to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm writing some good, so maybe i'll write something soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;if i have the intention to write this time. or maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BY THE WAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the fasting month is here. maybe it's a good time to do something good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;though maybe people find me... bad. i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i mean, what's the point doing good when no one sees it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i can't force anyone to see it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and yes, i promise to all to give out some kuih raya and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and yes, i promise to push myself harder too to study more for SPM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and yes, i promise myself to find some eternal peace time for myself after SPM finishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope so&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373036031631921410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/SpDbzZ7LkQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/LMhDKq07tAY/s320/34sgjd1ly1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm seeing it all. and it's time to face the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-2693723357774856194?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2693723357774856194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2693723357774856194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/08/running-for-that-balloons.html' title='running for that balloons'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/SpDZ21Vd6jI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uHvMA1XpPJA/s72-c/HotAirBalloon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-6670811056926099963</id><published>2009-07-07T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:40:01.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>out of everything, i feel nothing</title><content type='html'>karnival sukan.&lt;br /&gt;debra's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;and pictures.&lt;br /&gt;oh. and school tomorrow. fuck the school.&lt;br /&gt;and more fucking kokum. kokum-obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;you bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya update nanti lah.&lt;br /&gt;kamu tunggu ja.&lt;br /&gt;malas lah....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-6670811056926099963?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6670811056926099963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/6670811056926099963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/07/out-of-everything-i-feel-nothing.html' title='out of everything, i feel nothing'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-5697068628264585824</id><published>2009-07-06T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T04:34:16.873-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><title type='text'>i'm smart. don't be jealous</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;teacher saw is teaching add maths for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;teacher MJ's gone, which makes the whole class finally happy for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm not surprise really about teacher saw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i knew it from shannie - friend next class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;can't wait for the first lesson :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;keshia asked me to be the time-keeper for chess tournament for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was like, "okay. i'll replace you then."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was super boring. not really, considering that it was one noisy tournament :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with syaza, nerd, landy, janet, judy, seri, buttz and charity around,  it was one nice day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;minus the time that i had to ask janet to move faster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;poor nerd. she was having one nightmare during chess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well, she got freda during the first round, and there she went away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;judy, btw was really semangat considering that she really could play, it cheered up the library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and talking about being quiet in the library, for goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;in the end, comet won and jet got second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the joseph sisters won the final and jet only managed to get second place. nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it was one tough game :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;btw, emery. wanna be smarter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;read the books, then you can go on with the toughest geography questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;by that time, you may find and assasinate me anytime :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ketara lah orang banyak baca buku, kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-5697068628264585824?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5697068628264585824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/5697068628264585824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-smart-dont-be-jealous.html' title='i&apos;m smart. don&apos;t be jealous'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-8743146274604289640</id><published>2009-07-03T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T04:35:32.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PLKN'/><title type='text'>tough luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saya tidak kena pilih PLKN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;senyumlah bah, apa lagi kau mau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;good luck sama siapa-siapa yang kena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ada faedah dia juga masuk kem 3 bulan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;what can i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it's a tough luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-8743146274604289640?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8743146274604289640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/8743146274604289640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/07/tough-luck.html' title='tough luck'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-3730973199904280411</id><published>2009-06-29T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:54:55.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>love them like you never did before</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;some news for all franciscans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i guess some of you all know... but still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;DRAMA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;our school got third, ryu told me on the monday morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wow, fortunately they got to snatch the best actress too! eunice...? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;la salle came in the first place and all saints went for the second place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;at least ryu had something to be proud of as a director before she leaves the school ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;CHOIR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;our school got second. argh, they're almost there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when beaufort took the first place (was it beaufort or keningau?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;never mind, convent. there's still next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you're still the best choir team we've ever met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;however, the younger sister of convent; SRK St Francis Convent managed to snatch first place after being dominated by Kota Belud district for some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah, my sister was there in the team, so she knew better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;onna became the best conductor and would be off to terengganu for national level AFTER upsr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how's that possible? i wanna come too :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;CHORAL SPEAKING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hmm... they haven't yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but i'm expecting them to win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;good luck, team!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-3730973199904280411?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3730973199904280411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/3730973199904280411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-them-like-you-never-did-before.html' title='love them like you never did before'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-2298968093338839553</id><published>2009-06-27T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:35:30.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spam'/><title type='text'>my lips are sealed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's report card day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jadi?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;saya dapat 32 saja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jadi?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;out of 42 people in 5 pure science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jadi?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;saya bodoh lah bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jadi?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;means i'm the loser of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jadi?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;saya tidak mau gagal lagi lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jadi?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;saya mau jadi doktor bedah bah. saya mau scolarship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jadi?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i have to study. i have to study more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jadi...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i have to do new resolution now, no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;spamming by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;stupiddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-2298968093338839553?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2298968093338839553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/2298968093338839553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-lips-are-sealed.html' title='my lips are sealed'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-7740696687308070179</id><published>2009-06-25T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T03:54:55.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farrah fawcett'/><title type='text'>gone too soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how sad a day can it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;when two icons died at the same day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one died shockingly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one died after battling one of the fearest disease: cancer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;together, we lost two respected celebrities on the same day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;REST IN PEACE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MICHAEL JACKSON - A LEGEND, KING OF POP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(1958 - 2009)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355668473916313826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/SlMoGfqKUOI/AAAAAAAAAIE/yO9Z9l0QcDw/s320/michael-jackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355668459460957410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/SlMoFpzvFOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ulmybj6LZRc/s320/michael_jackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"After suffering from a cardiac arrest, the king of pop, Michael Jackson died at the age of 50." - source of e-News.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Honestly, I was so shocked when he was announced dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;No more King of Pop, just like how Elvis Presley died as the King Rock n Roll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm not exactly a fan, but I did grow up listening his songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So it's true; "you don't know what you got till it's finally gone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Someone. Please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wake me again and again and say to me that Michael Jackson still lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now that he's dead, the television is streaming with his songs and faces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I now even know that his songs more than Heal The World and Earth Song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;REST IN PEACE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FARRAH FAWCETT - A TRUE CHARLIE'S ANGELS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(1947 - 2009)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355668467275445330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/SlMoGG62tFI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Od3lOH1MKT4/s320/Farrah_Fawcett_iconic_pinup_1976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"When interviewed by the papparazi, Ryan-O-Neal; a long time Fawcett's fiancee simply said 'She's dead.'..." source of e-News.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Farrah Fawcett. I watched the original Charlie's Angels before for a few times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She was a good actress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But what amazed me most of all, she's battling for cancer for almost 3-4 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She ever said that she wasn't going to die because of her disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She was tough, and she was wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Too bad her son wasn't with her during her final days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He was in jail... but oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Play on, invisible harp, unto Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;whose way to heaven is aglow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;at that hour when soft lights come and go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;soft sweet music in the air above,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and in the earth below..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Both of you will never be forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-7740696687308070179?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/7740696687308070179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/7740696687308070179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/06/gone-too-soon.html' title='gone too soon'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/SlMoGfqKUOI/AAAAAAAAAIE/yO9Z9l0QcDw/s72-c/michael-jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048084899358247382.post-1901813954660800353</id><published>2009-06-20T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:12:53.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kokum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><title type='text'>craving for some fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's a saturday, i know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this is a day that you're supposed to be at home, still sleeping in bed at wake up late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but no, i didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;instead, i was stuck in &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for some lame kokum activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i went to school almost 40 minutes late [what? i don't care; it's a saturday!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sudahlah bangun lambat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and it was not fun. &lt;strong&gt;AT ALL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;what did i do in the end? writing some bullshits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh well. i did have some fun, to be very honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;during scouts, i was having fun talking with emery half of the time, watiting for some scouts members found us for some clues [another same activity, really]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and there was sammy and didy joined us with their homeworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and when it was time to go home, and i went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;that was it. boring kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;talking about boredom, &lt;em&gt;saya rasa macam kehidupan saya sudah hilang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;how's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048084899358247382-1901813954660800353?l=bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1901813954660800353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048084899358247382/posts/default/1901813954660800353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweet-vengeance.blogspot.com/2009/07/craving-for-some-fun.html' title='craving for some fun'/><author><name>nina.sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13832573840663407778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VvyxKtbXp0/S3acLAKRfOI/AAAAAAAAANc/aS9ZZM8yooE/S220/raceletscoverscars.png'/></author></entry></feed>
