<?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-10252370</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:34:12.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bunny&lt;3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-115616782450382482</id><published>2006-08-21T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T21:43:44.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay kentut.&lt;br /&gt;this if for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;honoured? ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so can take the normal train?&lt;br /&gt;pleaseee?&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i dont REALLY care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;! &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-115616782450382482?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115616782450382482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=115616782450382482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/115616782450382482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/115616782450382482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay-kentut.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-115305305948404948</id><published>2006-07-16T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T20:30:59.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bluergh.&lt;br /&gt;night safari was weeeee.&lt;br /&gt;animals were so cuteee! ;D&lt;br /&gt;but missed my show );&lt;br /&gt;but stick lending me 8days. she better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis saw my blog and stole some part of the caption in our pic.&lt;br /&gt;sheeeesh.&lt;br /&gt;haha yay tmr ;DD&lt;br /&gt;okay byes );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tag replies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONSTANCE; yes oh yes); cheer up kay(;&lt;br /&gt;Dd; oh hello DIANAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;gracia; oh thanks WORMY -.-&lt;br /&gt;fadilah; yeah hard. very.&lt;br /&gt;amira; haha hello&lt;br /&gt;aqilah; BOO to you too.&lt;br /&gt;xiangliang; where got? i never see leh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-115305305948404948?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115305305948404948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=115305305948404948' title='0 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i have no buddy ):&lt;br /&gt;seeing them tmr. blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;as xl said, life must go on. or move on.&lt;br /&gt;something like that. i forgot. ah heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to xl so fun ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;THEY are so eeeyer. ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felicia damn chio. better than rui en ah.&lt;br /&gt;sadly she not main character. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hist test hist test. omg. aaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;cant take it.&lt;br /&gt;cant stop thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;im just unlucky arent i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;tag replies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend; haha. hellooo.&lt;br /&gt;stick; updated. felicia lah! ;D&lt;br /&gt;LIYANA; i make one what ;DD&lt;br /&gt;ryhan; dah. ahahha. love you too &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;fadilah; omg really la. its sucks a lot):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-115180885944140585</id><published>2006-07-02T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T11:12:30.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SYF was GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;after months of practice, we finally pulled it off.&lt;br /&gt;was feeling nervous before marching in.&lt;br /&gt;but after the hugging and everything, felt so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a bad start.&lt;br /&gt;i fell and my pants were torn at the knee there.&lt;br /&gt;then this sir said i cant march.&lt;br /&gt;i was damn down.&lt;br /&gt;xl should know. she was beside me.&lt;br /&gt;then this other sir talked to me and said later he confirm if i can march or not.&lt;br /&gt;after getting off the bus, he told me i can march cause im in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;you cant imagine the joy i felt when he said that lar.&lt;br /&gt;i thought yesterday was the worst day of my life ever.&lt;br /&gt;but thanks to the sir, it wasnt! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything ended yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;but i will never forget them.&lt;br /&gt;the joy and fun we had.&lt;br /&gt;the bond we built.&lt;br /&gt;really gonna miss everything there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never thought that it would end.&lt;br /&gt;went home too early.&lt;br /&gt;we never really got a chance to say bye to some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life had been syf these few months.&lt;br /&gt;im really gonna miss all of them.&lt;br /&gt;each and every one of them.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting the CLTs and the SAF sirs.&lt;br /&gt;they really helped us a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i cant imagine without them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it has ended.&lt;br /&gt;really wished it didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can we have a gathering or something?&lt;br /&gt;so we can have another chance to meet them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-115166903415657645</id><published>2006-06-30T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T20:10:37.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tmr is syfoc. the real one.&lt;br /&gt;it may be the last time we'll be able to meet each other.&lt;br /&gt;really gonna miss them loads.&lt;br /&gt;and my sis desperately wants to take pic with nita. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i shall do my best for tmr.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and - look so cuteeeeeeee!!&lt;br /&gt;but - left too early):&lt;br /&gt;shant elaborate more.&lt;br /&gt;later easy to guess.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know ask me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop acting like shit.&lt;br /&gt;we all know you are jealous.&lt;br /&gt;* have never done anything wrong and had been the most patient with you.&lt;br /&gt;if you were in * place, * wont do that to you.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think you will even change if you know what others think about you.&lt;br /&gt;think twice before you do anything.&lt;br /&gt;and stop thinking you are the BEST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-115166903415657645?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115166903415657645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=115166903415657645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/115166903415657645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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everything's gonna end on sat.&lt;br /&gt;really. maybe i'll march out the stadium crying.&lt;br /&gt;like what fad say in her pm.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;im really sorry if you feel that way lar.&lt;br /&gt;its not like we have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;i thought you changed.&lt;br /&gt;we really missed you.&lt;br /&gt;i could have broke down at the moment straight away lar.&lt;br /&gt;but no. i just couldnt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-115158272693555293?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115158272693555293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=115158272693555293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/115158272693555293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/115158272693555293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-really-gonna-miss-syf-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-115150073386475535</id><published>2006-06-28T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T21:18:53.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why you had to do it? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm elmo is BETTER :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-115150073386475535?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115150073386475535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=115150073386475535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/115150073386475535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/115150073386475535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-you-had-to-do-it-nvm-elmo-is.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-115139923702723765</id><published>2006-06-27T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T17:07:17.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GONG GONG! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was okay lar.&lt;br /&gt;talking to nata now.&lt;br /&gt;gonna go off soon.&lt;br /&gt;cause dumb sis is back.&lt;br /&gt;and my tablet sucks.&lt;br /&gt;the ta guy cheated my feelings only.&lt;br /&gt;tmr syf.&lt;br /&gt;leave school early.&lt;br /&gt;no dnt :D&lt;br /&gt;but go home late.&lt;br /&gt;im just too lazy to complete my hols hmwk.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;shit. maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i didnt know you were that bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shouldnt have trusted you too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i was starying to like you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but no. you have to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-115139923702723765?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115139923702723765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=115139923702723765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/115139923702723765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/115139923702723765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/06/gong-gong-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-115122477625633580</id><published>2006-06-25T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T16:41:10.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder if we're gonna get syf tickets.&lt;br /&gt;cause last year ndp didnt get.&lt;br /&gt;i heard the np sir said.&lt;br /&gt;and my mum accused me of lying to her.&lt;br /&gt;wth lar. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! tonight is the premiere of high school musical.&lt;br /&gt;like finally.&lt;br /&gt;i waited for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr only got two subjects before syf.&lt;br /&gt;but still got eng):&lt;br /&gt;and that ah liang got only one "/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-115122477625633580?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115122477625633580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=115122477625633580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/115122477625633580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/115122477625633580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-wonder-if-were-gonna-get-syf-tickets.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-115110961972616103</id><published>2006-06-24T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T08:40:19.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. xl's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;crazy of the song.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syf was okay i guess.&lt;br /&gt;did same things.&lt;br /&gt;yadayada.&lt;br /&gt;but i cannot run.&lt;br /&gt;later my head very pain.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to a certain someone. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;then when home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to watch the switzerland match but was too tired.&lt;br /&gt;then sleep! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very pissed  at a certain someone right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-115110961972616103?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115110961972616103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=115110961972616103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/115110961972616103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/115110961972616103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/06/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-115089013746279942</id><published>2006-06-21T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T19:42:17.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>perak :D&lt;br /&gt;was simply awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go again.&lt;br /&gt;esp the trekking and caving.&lt;br /&gt;didnt regret going.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day syf.&lt;br /&gt;shoot rounds again.&lt;br /&gt;but my rounds didnt get stuck(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-115089013746279942?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-114672846640597674</id><published>2006-05-04T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T15:41:06.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;okay. yesterday 2.4.&lt;br /&gt;i did so bad!&lt;br /&gt;the old timing was better!&lt;br /&gt;rab slipped and twist her ankle.&lt;br /&gt;nita got muscle pull.&lt;br /&gt;get well soon both of you kay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to not let my cat lick himself is fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;i lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;i study nothing can go in my head.&lt;br /&gt;lit book damn thick. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;reply to tags:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hazwani; hello! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;xiangliang; if you got beard, i'll laugh not stop. cant imagine how you look like. haha. you decomposing ar? thats why i smell something. tsk. so smelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;venus; hello. i not really mugging. just lazy to update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;nazeera; you are so lame lar. jahat kau eh. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;liyana; i just showered this morning pls. i never do maths. i do lit. maybe maths later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;now i go study my lit ): byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-114672846640597674?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/114672846640597674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS CAMP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept so nicely on the second night.&lt;br /&gt;only woke up when i was too close to the rock and i hit my head):&lt;br /&gt;and couldnt push nita in.&lt;br /&gt;cadets night was erm. ok.&lt;br /&gt;the part bs performance was so nice&lt;br /&gt;so unique and creative ar.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; my ncos too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alpha05, we are DODOBIRDS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;some of us eagles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or all of us! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;trash isnt so bad after all :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-114277180644459870?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/114277180644459870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=114277180644459870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/114277180644459870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/114277180644459870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-miss-camp-i-slept-so-nicely-on.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-114207181744184359</id><published>2006-03-11T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T18:10:17.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thursday was FUN.&lt;br /&gt;suppose to be part outing but became a section outing.&lt;br /&gt;only got shiyu, constance, nita, su, ryhan and me.&lt;br /&gt;saw some unexpected ppl.&lt;br /&gt;nita's reaction was like SHOCKING.&lt;br /&gt;went to eat kfc.&lt;br /&gt;finally i got to eat cheese fries.&lt;br /&gt;read some sms that made most of us turn on.&lt;br /&gt;poor, INNOCENT shiyu was damn slow.&lt;br /&gt;talked for so long.&lt;br /&gt;then went home lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. in the morning was bleurgh. stupid train.&lt;br /&gt;the one last chance for me to see - before school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;friday is so called the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;i have to come back to school every single day next week except sun.&lt;br /&gt;so must finish my hmwk asap before camp.&lt;br /&gt;went home after finishing maths.&lt;br /&gt;nita's mum wasnt home so she asked to accompany her go je library.&lt;br /&gt;I WAS DAMN HIGH AT THAT MOMENT.&lt;br /&gt;we were planning to do our hmwk at library&lt;br /&gt;but ended up looking at pics in nita's tablet.&lt;br /&gt;saw some HILARIOUS pics.&lt;br /&gt;nita u ass lar.&lt;br /&gt;purposely keep going to the pics.&lt;br /&gt;its still in my mind while i go home&lt;br /&gt;and i was smiling like hell in the mrt ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;cause nita's dad picked her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! i got THE pic now.&lt;br /&gt;will look at it and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ENTERTAIN&lt;/span&gt; myself.&lt;br /&gt;oh. i had a crazy dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;and i was selfish to my sis :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-114207181744184359?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/114207181744184359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=114207181744184359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/114207181744184359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/114207181744184359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/03/thursday-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-114148272144551278</id><published>2006-03-04T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T23:03:36.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;i regret what i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it seems to be the hardest word&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-114148272144551278?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/114148272144551278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=114148272144551278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/114148272144551278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/114148272144551278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-regret-what-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-114113291645749960</id><published>2006-02-28T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T21:21:56.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how am i suppose to memorize all the stuff in the THICK book?&lt;br /&gt;i bet rabiatul, nita and liyana are studying like what now.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just read the notes on my way to school.&lt;br /&gt;if i read them now or tmr morning, still no difference.&lt;br /&gt;i will still fail lar.&lt;br /&gt;someone wants me to fail anw what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to peace haven.&lt;br /&gt;it was different from last year.&lt;br /&gt;when we came, there was these group that was playing bingo.&lt;br /&gt;i told her that she won the game already cause she got 5 in a row but she said must cover all the numbers in the boxes.&lt;br /&gt;they played this game lar.&lt;br /&gt;then got this auntie. she sang along with us.&lt;br /&gt;nita and me came to her and talked and sang with her.&lt;br /&gt;she kept singing this same song.&lt;br /&gt;then we had to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i forgot. must write a reflection about the visit.&lt;br /&gt;i havent even done any articles for malay. haix):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum just called nangnang. i thought she called me and i answered her. hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-114113291645749960?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/114113291645749960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=114113291645749960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/114113291645749960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/114113291645749960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/02/how-am-i-suppose-to-memorize-all-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-114008839119038327</id><published>2006-02-16T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T19:13:11.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weird. when at yew tee it stopped raining, at taman jurong there its raining.&lt;br /&gt;i think the wind blew the raining cloud there.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-114008839119038327?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/114008839119038327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=114008839119038327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/114008839119038327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/114008839119038327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/02/weird.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113963795014521643</id><published>2006-02-11T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T14:05:50.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SNR HUEY HUEY AND SNR YONGHUI!! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nita and me went to canteen after malay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw snr yh!!&lt;br /&gt;then when near her to greet.&lt;br /&gt;we talked to her!!!&lt;br /&gt;so long nvr talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;too bad no activity.&lt;br /&gt;snr yh asked about it.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss having activities with them.&lt;br /&gt;then sat with constance at parade square.&lt;br /&gt;someone told us that she saw snr hh.&lt;br /&gt;we ran to canteen.&lt;br /&gt;then alpha2, those who were there, talked to snr hh and snr yh!! :D&lt;br /&gt;so nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113963795014521643?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113963795014521643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113963795014521643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113963795014521643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113963795014521643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/02/snr-huey-huey-and-snr-yonghui-d-nita.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113939761147546627</id><published>2006-02-08T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T19:20:11.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had gastric this morning):&lt;br /&gt;then had lesser time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to survive through chinese :D&lt;br /&gt;suprisingly, i can concentrate now.&lt;br /&gt;sitting in front is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;and the stw is a better place to study than the mpr.&lt;br /&gt;my neck always hurts when we have lessons at mpr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope nc next week is on mon.&lt;br /&gt;so can watch movie with rabiatul :D&lt;br /&gt;was going to watch yesterday but had nc ):&lt;br /&gt;im really looking forward to watch INS for so long already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home, someone farted in the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;nita and liyana cannot smell.&lt;br /&gt;no sense of smell. heh.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was the guy next to me who farted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. tmr got mass run.&lt;br /&gt;running with wendy is nice(:&lt;br /&gt;will see first tmr who to run with.&lt;br /&gt;hope i wont get gastric again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see gracia.&lt;br /&gt;now i post more than one word. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113939761147546627?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113939761147546627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BLAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MANY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; say &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113905323273352673?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113905323273352673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113905323273352673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113905323273352673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113870578176393902</id><published>2006-01-31T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T19:09:41.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;problems):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113870578176393902?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113870578176393902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113870578176393902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113870578176393902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113870578176393902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/01/problems.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113843187211116829</id><published>2006-01-28T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T15:04:32.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really miss ex-ncos.&lt;br /&gt;i really want to talk to them and see them like last time.&lt;br /&gt;happy times(:&lt;br /&gt;constance, ryhan, nita and me were sitting at rotunda talking about last year with snr hh and snr yh.&lt;br /&gt;the sentosa activity and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;so fun.&lt;br /&gt;and oh. liyana and hayyu were there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. did stupid thing during spring cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to liyana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and I LOVE HAYYU'S CAM AND HAYYU SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;and thanks nita for taking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to jp with nita and constance.&lt;br /&gt;the ppl who were supposed to stay back for a while to discuss didnt stay back.&lt;br /&gt;wth. im dead lar. why me. shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113843187211116829?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113843187211116829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113843187211116829' title='0 Comments'/><link 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113811450997959607?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113811450997959607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113811450997959607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113811450997959607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113811450997959607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/01/shit.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113775041189040684</id><published>2006-01-20T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T17:46:51.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why the heck do we have to change classroom.&lt;br /&gt;the place ok already what.&lt;br /&gt;or just go second level lar.&lt;br /&gt;why must go all the way to the stupid g block.&lt;br /&gt;urgh! its not fair.&lt;br /&gt;we were all VERY fine there.&lt;br /&gt;no problems.&lt;br /&gt;f block is nearer to the places we wanna go for lessons what.&lt;br /&gt;why the heck must we change to g block???&lt;br /&gt;stop pretending lar.&lt;br /&gt;u lied once.&lt;br /&gt;u are not gonna lie to everyone once again.&lt;br /&gt;i wont fall for it.&lt;br /&gt;neither will the people who are smart. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;i hate g block.&lt;br /&gt;i used to like it.&lt;br /&gt;but now i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;so many classes change class):&lt;br /&gt;why must we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats ur problem lar.&lt;br /&gt;if u werent copying, u will be worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113775041189040684?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113775041189040684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113775041189040684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113775041189040684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113775041189040684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/01/why-heck-do-we-have-to-change.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113767057736542477</id><published>2006-01-19T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T19:38:11.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!! very fun!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nita, i wanna talk to you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113767057736542477?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113767057736542477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113767057736542477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113767057736542477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113767057736542477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/01/yay-very-fun-d-nita-i-wanna-talk-to.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113751071847493223</id><published>2006-01-17T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T18:47:50.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>edited:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nita say pooh never come.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR HEAD LARR.&lt;br /&gt;cheat my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i spot yours.&lt;br /&gt;and you spot mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promised to post about you a few days ago right?&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;120106- nita's sabo day&lt;br /&gt;i will list out the things nita is to me.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;she's mine ;CHOKI CHOKI PARTNER&lt;br /&gt;;the person i always sabo(: (everyone agrees she's nice to sabo)&lt;br /&gt;;phone-talking partner (talk for so long also not enough right?)&lt;br /&gt;;running partner(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;chatting with liyana.&lt;br /&gt;she was 'sick' today and cant come to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;today is such a HAPPY day for me.&lt;br /&gt;right nita? i saw pooh and eeyore a MILLION times(:&lt;br /&gt;and nita, pronounce eeyore properly.&lt;br /&gt;sengau!&lt;br /&gt;this post is specially for you nita.&lt;br /&gt;you should know how to feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113751071847493223?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113751071847493223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113751071847493223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113751071847493223'/><link rel='self' 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nita. i wanna talk to u now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113689288763523677?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113689288763523677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113689288763523677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113689288763523677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113689288763523677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/01/maybe-what-nita-said-is-true.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113680692754208564</id><published>2006-01-09T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T19:42:07.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to get over kentucky and best friend but just cant.&lt;br /&gt;now i renamed them.&lt;br /&gt;nita knows.&lt;br /&gt;its only for us(:&lt;br /&gt;and nita, u should thank me for spotting ur bubblegum.&lt;br /&gt;if not, u cannot see bubblegum for two days.&lt;br /&gt;bluek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113680692754208564?l=print-s.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113670863652479804</id><published>2006-01-08T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T16:23:56.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtf. my sis sleep like a pig the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;but if anything happens, my mum blames me.&lt;br /&gt;i was like cleaning the study room.&lt;br /&gt;my sis was suppose to close the hall window.&lt;br /&gt;but she go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and it rained heavily.&lt;br /&gt;then my mum blame me.&lt;br /&gt;wtf larr. i dont even know she didnt close the window.&lt;br /&gt;argh. i hate that stupid girl.&lt;br /&gt;sleep all day.&lt;br /&gt;worst than pig.&lt;br /&gt;fat some more.&lt;br /&gt;constance saw her before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling kind scared and nervous from yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;dont know for what.&lt;br /&gt;and now im feeling cold.&lt;br /&gt;very cold.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;wanna continue cleaning, then do my malay project.&lt;br /&gt;bluek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113670863652479804?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113670863652479804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113670863652479804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113670863652479804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113670863652479804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/01/wtf.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113662085951841651</id><published>2006-01-07T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T16:00:59.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>diana cant stop hitting my head with her heavy file.&lt;br /&gt;that can make me shorter):&lt;br /&gt;and very pain.&lt;br /&gt;she always bully me.&lt;br /&gt;and make fun of my height):&lt;br /&gt;but hayyu's shorter now.&lt;br /&gt;thx to my shoes, i look taller.&lt;br /&gt;i think im the same height as shiyu.&lt;br /&gt;what larr. i never grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was ok.&lt;br /&gt;i only slept for about 20 mins on thurs nite.&lt;br /&gt;i did my eng hols hmwk.&lt;br /&gt;should have done it during the hols.&lt;br /&gt;our teacher didnt collect it.&lt;br /&gt;wtf. i did it like hell.&lt;br /&gt;even though the next day i have to stay in school for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;should have ignored.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;the cerrmony thingy was ok.&lt;br /&gt;but mrs lee's speech was so long.&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to keep myself awake the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;nita laughed at something during school song.&lt;br /&gt;then hayyu and me laughed.&lt;br /&gt;i was trying not to laugh because of the thing but she lmade me thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;and we thought of the same thing((:&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i dont rmb who pin my badge for me.&lt;br /&gt;but she was nice(:&lt;br /&gt;if only i rmb her face.&lt;br /&gt;nita got someone.&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;i think i know who bubblegum pin the badge for.&lt;br /&gt;then nc.&lt;br /&gt;practiced combat aerobics in parade sq.&lt;br /&gt;got chinese book.&lt;br /&gt;so thick.&lt;br /&gt;and why did we get two each??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i screwed up yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;thats what happen if u are too nervous before u perform anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was piss before nc.&lt;br /&gt;nita knows why.&lt;br /&gt;we got this three lines on our cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;green, black and brown.&lt;br /&gt;i think i look weird but i didnt see.&lt;br /&gt;they use the face paint.&lt;br /&gt;i like the part b one.&lt;br /&gt;so nice.&lt;br /&gt;snr said the lines are suppose to be together but ours werent.&lt;br /&gt;we looked like kitties!!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. the performance was ok.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt bow at first.&lt;br /&gt;but shiyu and me just continued.&lt;br /&gt;the part c performance is so cool.&lt;br /&gt;actually i saw a bit before morning assembly in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;but then i didnt see they doing the freefall.&lt;br /&gt;nita, shiyu and me were screaming and cheering for them.&lt;br /&gt;nita's face was a bit red but not obvious cause of the paint.&lt;br /&gt;ma'am minci marched us.&lt;br /&gt;then talked to the snrs.&lt;br /&gt;SNR HUEY HUEY CAME!!!&lt;br /&gt;we were like screaming.&lt;br /&gt;nita and me were so happy to see her.&lt;br /&gt;i grabbed her hand tight tight.&lt;br /&gt;but snr yonghui didnt come.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna see her!!&lt;br /&gt;it was so fun talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;constance was forced to tell something to ma'am chihui.&lt;br /&gt;haha. her points damn obvious larr.&lt;br /&gt;then ma'am minci took us to service road.&lt;br /&gt;su said that the two of us were the only ones who were correct.&lt;br /&gt;really arr?&lt;br /&gt;so cool.&lt;br /&gt;bang into nita for something.&lt;br /&gt;then talked to ma'am minci, snr rebecca (sp?) and another snr i dont know the name.&lt;br /&gt;they are so nice.&lt;br /&gt;snr rebecca's voice so satt!!&lt;br /&gt;i love it.&lt;br /&gt;nita and ryhan agree.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;rmb about my tablet.&lt;br /&gt;asked staff about it.&lt;br /&gt;when she went to check where it is.&lt;br /&gt;i almost cried.&lt;br /&gt;if i lose it, im dead larr.&lt;br /&gt;then we were dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;but i slept until two this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;cause i reached home late yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;my sis went to this place dont know for what.&lt;br /&gt;her friend and her forced me to follow.&lt;br /&gt;ok. jiexi is so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;i just love to see her face and hear her voice.&lt;br /&gt;i talked to her on the phone yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;so fun.&lt;br /&gt;she want me to go today.&lt;br /&gt;but i said i wanted to sleep cause i was tired.&lt;br /&gt;constance thought my sis is slim but she's fat. i said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss combat aerobics.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss the blueblacks i always have.&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot on my hand now.&lt;br /&gt;one very obvious one if i turn my hand.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss hitting shiyu.&lt;br /&gt;but i can still hit her.&lt;br /&gt;this one blueblack look so cool.&lt;br /&gt;it looks like something surrounded by sand.&lt;br /&gt;haha. ok. weird.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna watch tv now.&lt;br /&gt;i love my disney channel.&lt;br /&gt;haha. byes(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113662085951841651?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113662085951841651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113662085951841651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113662085951841651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113662085951841651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/01/diana-cant-stop-hitting-my-head-with.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113638649522945939</id><published>2006-01-04T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T22:54:55.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just gave kentucky a name.&lt;br /&gt;which sucks.&lt;br /&gt;thought gonna rename again.&lt;br /&gt;the name kentucky was for a while only.&lt;br /&gt;but just realised that kentucky and the best friend sucks.&lt;br /&gt;A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;constance said they are like that.&lt;br /&gt;heck care larr.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i was starting to like them and their friends.&lt;br /&gt;but now i hate them the most.&lt;br /&gt;KENTUCKY SUCKS. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hate today.&lt;br /&gt;so many things happen.&lt;br /&gt;the stupid ava ppl go play the wrong song.&lt;br /&gt;then our whole performance was screwed.&lt;br /&gt;if that happened this fri, im so gonna be damn piss.&lt;br /&gt;then they all never talk to us.&lt;br /&gt;stupid minus recruit.&lt;br /&gt;make use of us.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;staff cai hua RAWKS&lt;/span&gt; mann.&lt;br /&gt;she so nice(:&lt;br /&gt;i like her so much.&lt;br /&gt;she encouraged us so much((:&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;she brightened up my day.&lt;br /&gt;esp after the screwed performance.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. we can do it.&lt;br /&gt;BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;i got the mood to practice again after her encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;got 'the quest' thingy tmr.&lt;br /&gt;have to reach sch before 6.30am.&lt;br /&gt;urgh. have to wake up so early.&lt;br /&gt;hope we miss much of lesson.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want lit.&lt;br /&gt;i want maths(:&lt;br /&gt;ms lau so nice.&lt;br /&gt;dont really know what to do for the quest thingy.&lt;br /&gt;gonna check that i've finished what need to be handed in tmr now.&lt;br /&gt;byes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113638649522945939?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113638649522945939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113638649522945939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113638649522945939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113638649522945939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-just-gave-kentucky-name.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113599555422008985</id><published>2005-12-31T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T10:19:14.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont say anyhow if u dont know. urgh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113599555422008985?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113585669409466254</id><published>2005-12-29T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T07:24:59.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we had nc activity today and yesterday):&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;but alpha, u guys werent TAME (sp??!!)&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know why i use that word larr.&lt;br /&gt;but today's activity more fun(:&lt;br /&gt;my hand got so many blueblacks&lt;br /&gt;but then shiyu still want to hit hard hard):&lt;br /&gt;so i hit her hard hard also.&lt;br /&gt;then the rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;then we go play(:&lt;br /&gt;we played many stuff.&lt;br /&gt;played the caterpillar game.&lt;br /&gt;then have to make a long line.&lt;br /&gt;lie down on grass also.&lt;br /&gt;make my body itchy only.&lt;br /&gt;esp my legs):&lt;br /&gt;then we played water dog and bone.&lt;br /&gt;not everyone played.&lt;br /&gt;only nita, shiyu, ryhan and me.&lt;br /&gt;after that we played this maze thingy.&lt;br /&gt;i knocked my head so many times on the table&lt;br /&gt;so pain):&lt;br /&gt;then we were dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;shiyu, su, nita and me did a very fun thing.&lt;br /&gt;we marched, did the sizing thingy and c&amp;amp;c on the table of the maze.&lt;br /&gt;so funny.&lt;br /&gt;then gracia and constance joined.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to bathe but the clean toilets were close.&lt;br /&gt;so we use the sink.&lt;br /&gt;we sat until we were quite dry.&lt;br /&gt;we changed at a very HILARIOUS place.&lt;br /&gt;then went home.&lt;br /&gt;today was quite fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;nita, i hate u larr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOOB!&lt;/span&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;u make me hate u more and more.&lt;br /&gt;urgh. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna talk to u.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i will.&lt;br /&gt;IM DISAPPOINTED OK?&lt;br /&gt;i know u are too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113585669409466254?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113585669409466254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113585669409466254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113585669409466254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113585669409466254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/12/we-had-nc-activity-today-and-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113497939837015874</id><published>2005-12-19T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T16:03:18.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back at home.&lt;br /&gt;i miss so many stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my cat, NITA (u should feel honoured) and my pltmates.&lt;br /&gt;miss nc today.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;nita told me something about nc today.&lt;br /&gt;but the good thing is i wasnt there to see it.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;maybe will update about my boring holiday next time.&lt;br /&gt;off to have my lunch now. i think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113497948463575492</id><published>2005-12-19T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T16:04:44.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>die dah balik!! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113497948463575492?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113497948463575492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113497948463575492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113497948463575492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113497948463575492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/12/die-dah-balik.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113461463699499036</id><published>2005-12-15T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T10:43:57.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally im going overseas.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;still haven pack for tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hand full of blueblacks cause i had to defend for about 5 ppl on tues.&lt;br /&gt;luckily wendy come(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was flag day.&lt;br /&gt;paired up with nita(:&lt;br /&gt;went to orchard then city hall.&lt;br /&gt;suntec is a very good place right nita??&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then have to go away cause got to other groups asking for donations for other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;then we go to funan(:&lt;br /&gt;was quite ok.&lt;br /&gt;wanted a break.&lt;br /&gt;then got into some kind of fight cause i didnt agree with her.&lt;br /&gt;then went seperate ways.&lt;br /&gt;IM SO SORRY NITA!!&lt;br /&gt;asking for donation is so not my thing.&lt;br /&gt;oh yarr.&lt;br /&gt;when we wanna go city hall, nita sms someone.&lt;br /&gt;then when that someone replied, nita kept saying so cute.&lt;br /&gt;then nita told me that she imagined the tone that someone will say the stuff she sms.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113461463699499036?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113461463699499036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113461463699499036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113412692637929033</id><published>2005-12-09T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T19:15:26.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-- going away.&lt;br /&gt;later cannot see --.&lt;br /&gt;when are u coming back!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113412692637929033?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113412692637929033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113412692637929033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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tiring.&lt;br /&gt;5 of us reported sick.&lt;br /&gt;our strength was quite ok larr at first.&lt;br /&gt;but it became smaller.&lt;br /&gt;we played caps ball(:&lt;br /&gt;haha. sgt fh so cute.&lt;br /&gt;before that followed xl go toilet.&lt;br /&gt;i had to lie to them larr.&lt;br /&gt;she puked a lot of water.&lt;br /&gt;like splashing water like that.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to puke when i looked but then i turned away.&lt;br /&gt;ryhan look damn weird in part shirt.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to do this star.&lt;br /&gt;nita was trying to teach us but we ask too many qns.&lt;br /&gt;one by one. we all gave up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;so we decorated chopsticks.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;combat aerobics.&lt;br /&gt;shiyu is my partner((:&lt;br /&gt;luckily. cause she always come down.&lt;br /&gt;learnt the 3rd set today.&lt;br /&gt;its quite weird larr.&lt;br /&gt;sgt hb say that wendy and me look like we were dancing.&lt;br /&gt;haha :D&lt;br /&gt;talk cock and dismiss.&lt;br /&gt;we did little things today.&lt;br /&gt;but we took so much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not fair. i wanna go out yesterday):&lt;br /&gt;i could have watched chicken little)):&lt;br /&gt;hmph):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113404156454408837?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113404156454408837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113404156454408837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113404156454408837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113404156454408837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/12/had-activtity-today.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113379302257515013</id><published>2005-12-05T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T21:54:00.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to sch today for so called activity.&lt;br /&gt;only 8 ppl came.&lt;br /&gt;it's not really activity larr.&lt;br /&gt;cause we only did combat aerobics and marched.&lt;br /&gt;shiyu and me were the only pair who came.&lt;br /&gt;so we managed to do our combat aerobics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;she is chirping while she pulls this string away from my cat -.-&lt;br /&gt;haha. just knew that she was trying to squeek. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. back to what i was saying.&lt;br /&gt;i was the only defender there larr.&lt;br /&gt;it feels weird larr.&lt;br /&gt;and my kicking is damn weird.&lt;br /&gt;then we marched.&lt;br /&gt;my marching suddenly became very weird.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have the feeling to march at all.&lt;br /&gt;then talk cock until sgt lt come to open nc room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;sgt&lt;/s&gt; staff fh had to go as she got tuition.&lt;br /&gt;sgt hb, sgt lt and sgt hb's sis and her friend went out.&lt;br /&gt;all 6 of us went to buy a small can of paint.&lt;br /&gt;before that bought ice cream((:&lt;br /&gt;i just ate two ice cream the night before.&lt;br /&gt;went back to sch to do the man.&lt;br /&gt;did some.&lt;br /&gt;then shiyu, su, nita and me went to play.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i scored so many goals right nita?&lt;br /&gt;actually just 4.&lt;br /&gt;then we talk a bit in sch and at 7-eleven.&lt;br /&gt;then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited:&lt;br /&gt;putting that was a big mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113379302257515013?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113379302257515013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113379302257515013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113379302257515013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113379302257515013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/12/went-to-sch-today-for-so-called.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113361665479965917</id><published>2005-12-03T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T21:31:51.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was so bored today.&lt;br /&gt;i went to causeway with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;then went home.&lt;br /&gt;then my sis wanted to return her lib books.&lt;br /&gt;she said if i accompany her she'll buy me something.&lt;br /&gt;but she lied): waaa&lt;br /&gt;i keep waa-ing. haha&lt;br /&gt;so i went causeway once again.&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with her.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe she really bought that shirt larr.&lt;br /&gt;fatty freak.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i can tell my mum about it if she doesnt listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. so she have to listen to me now((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to town with xl and nita this wed.&lt;br /&gt;xl confirmed going but nita still havent confirmed):&lt;br /&gt;will call her tmr.&lt;br /&gt;hope we can watch harry potter when we go out later(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly want to play swing.&lt;br /&gt;so long i nvr play):&lt;br /&gt;hope i will find a swing then i can play(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113361665479965917?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113361665479965917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113361665479965917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113361665479965917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113361665479965917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-was-so-bored-today.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113352318450977782</id><published>2005-12-02T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T19:33:04.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was so fun(:&lt;br /&gt; i never had this much fun for so long.&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping when xiang liang called me to come to sch larr.&lt;br /&gt;it was damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;i woke nita up by calling her(: haha&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't regret coming down(:&lt;br /&gt;met ryhan in the train.&lt;br /&gt;then we bought paus at 7 eleven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiyu, xiang liang and toon jia were already in sch.&lt;br /&gt;played captain's ball with xl's friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;xiang liang: FREINDS&lt;/span&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;saw sgt hb.&lt;br /&gt;we tried to do banner.&lt;br /&gt;but erm. haha&lt;br /&gt;then gracia and constance came.&lt;br /&gt;played a bit.&lt;br /&gt;then ordered macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today rawk kayy.&lt;br /&gt;im so happy(:&lt;br /&gt;very happy(:&lt;br /&gt;i love alpha&lt;33. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113317324141761400</id><published>2005-11-29T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T18:22:04.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BUNNY! BUNNY! BUNNY! BUNNY! BUNNY! BUNNY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BUNNY! BUNNY! BUNNY! BUNNY! BUNNY! BUNNY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BUNNY! BUNNY! BUNNY! BUNNY! BUNNY! BUNNY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113317324141761400?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113317324141761400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113317324141761400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113317324141761400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113317324141761400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/11/bunny-bunny-bunny-bunny-bunny-bunny.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113314096420894202</id><published>2005-11-29T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T09:22:44.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hope there will be activity soon.&lt;br /&gt;its not like i want pt or any stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i just want the problem to be solved.&lt;br /&gt;my body is still aching.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i cried.&lt;br /&gt;seeing shiyu and gracia.&lt;br /&gt;everything came back to me.&lt;br /&gt;i was trying not to cry.&lt;br /&gt;but then.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stop it.&lt;br /&gt;hope she didnt mean it.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope so.&lt;br /&gt;i love them a lot.&lt;br /&gt;accepting something new is hard.&lt;br /&gt;but i've done something hard long ago.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;so pls tell me that u really dont mean what u said.&lt;br /&gt;u were in anger. i think.&lt;br /&gt;u were angry at us.&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's how u feel at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;pls dont fell that way now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113314096420894202?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113314096420894202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113314096420894202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113314096420894202'/><link rel='self' 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dont know how to download songs from my comp to the ipod.&lt;br /&gt;my sis also dont know.&lt;br /&gt;will ask him when he gets back(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113314057871523319?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113314057871523319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113314057871523319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113314057871523319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113314057871523319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-dad-suddenly-so-nice-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113300324359577848</id><published>2005-11-27T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T19:12:21.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;NITA I HATE U!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dont ask me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113300324359577848?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113300324359577848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>camp. it was ok.&lt;br /&gt;but not like wat i expected.&lt;br /&gt;throughout d camp, I MISS ALPHA.&lt;br /&gt;we have groups.&lt;br /&gt;luckily xiang liang was in my grp.&lt;br /&gt;camp was about d same as march camp.&lt;br /&gt;but this time, we played games.&lt;br /&gt;we played CAPTAIN'S BALL!!&lt;br /&gt;yay!! i &lt;3 captain's ball.&lt;br /&gt;i miss playing it with alpha n our dear ncos.&lt;br /&gt;urgh. didn't wanna be pti.&lt;br /&gt;but i was one of them on d 3rd day.&lt;br /&gt;i hate being pti.&lt;br /&gt;esp if nita is in frnt of me.&lt;br /&gt;i will laugh when doing jj.&lt;br /&gt;my legs very pain already.&lt;br /&gt;we brought no3 and no4 for no use.&lt;br /&gt;nvr use at all.&lt;br /&gt;except for shooters.&lt;br /&gt;anw.&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS TO D SHOOTERS(:&lt;br /&gt;for getting 4th.&lt;br /&gt;didn't even tell us.&lt;br /&gt;i thought they got so far.&lt;br /&gt;sorry. but they were good.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't really look forward to this camp.&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to go home on d 2nd day of camp.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't felt that way during march camp.&lt;br /&gt;we had pt everday of camp.&lt;br /&gt;then wanted to field cook but it rained.&lt;br /&gt;so sgts cook for us and we ate.&lt;br /&gt;when we had to take our mugs and cutleries.&lt;br /&gt;i ran into d damn rope.&lt;br /&gt;now i have a bruise on my chin and neck.&lt;br /&gt;nita saw and laughed. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite painful.&lt;br /&gt;it cant be seen on d 1st night.&lt;br /&gt;but d next day, it was quite obvious.&lt;br /&gt;i was able to sleep before sgd.&lt;br /&gt;after that, i couldnt sleep.&lt;br /&gt;it was too cold.&lt;br /&gt;when we fall in d next morning, sgt fh ask why i have a bruise on my chin.&lt;br /&gt;she laughed a bit.&lt;br /&gt;i bet she find it stupid for me to run into a rope.&lt;br /&gt;stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;then we went for dragon boating.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't have gone to boat again for the second time.&lt;br /&gt;should have stayed and stopped it.&lt;br /&gt;but i heard it's not that serious already.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope so.&lt;br /&gt;we slept in d hall that night.&lt;br /&gt;slept next to xiang liang.&lt;br /&gt;we using d poncho as our blanket.&lt;br /&gt;this time i could sleep warmly.&lt;br /&gt;but d floor was hard so it wasnt that comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;each time i opened my eyes, i saw xiang liang's face.&lt;br /&gt;d poncho was quite small so we had to squeezed.&lt;br /&gt;once when i opened my eyes, i thought xiang liang was nadhirah.&lt;br /&gt;i was like asking her why she was doing there.&lt;br /&gt;then i realized that she was xiang liang.&lt;br /&gt;3rd day, woke up at 6 and fall on at 6.10.&lt;br /&gt;then pt. my body was already aching.&lt;br /&gt;xiang liang and i were counting d hours left till we can get out of sch.&lt;br /&gt;had field cooking comp.&lt;br /&gt;then we could finally fall in together as a PART(:&lt;br /&gt;i really miss alpha.&lt;br /&gt;then we did banner.&lt;br /&gt;got to hang around with them.&lt;br /&gt;d part bs did combat fighting.&lt;br /&gt;its so cool.&lt;br /&gt;once again, i was d one who washed d brushes after they used.&lt;br /&gt;then we packed up.&lt;br /&gt;once we were out of d gate, i felt so relieved.&lt;br /&gt;we stayed outside d sch for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;went to mobil to buy stuff to eat.&lt;br /&gt;then i took cab home.&lt;br /&gt;slept almost the way home.&lt;br /&gt;once i reached home, i unpacked, bathe and slept until this morning.&lt;br /&gt;finally, i could sleep comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp wasnt like what i expected.&lt;br /&gt;i expected to be with my part.&lt;br /&gt;i wish we'll nvr be separated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113299164805241649?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113085297241249055</id><published>2005-11-02T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T21:49:32.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last saturday was so great!&lt;br /&gt;it's such a memorable day for ME!!&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;291005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will remember dat dat always(:&lt;br /&gt;n ur bdae too c4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat day was d day i found c4's frenster acc&lt;br /&gt;now i haf ur pics((:&lt;br /&gt;but will i ever see u again?&lt;br /&gt;hope so.&lt;br /&gt;but i doubt dat.&lt;br /&gt;u r .. so much older den me.&lt;br /&gt;mayb it's ur last yr in sch too.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. gd things dat happen to me dun last long.&lt;br /&gt;i dun tink im making sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe our bdae falls on d same day!&lt;br /&gt;but u were born on friday d 13th.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;sum of my bdae falls on friday d 13th, same as urs((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;U  ARE SO CUTE((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-113085297241249055?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113085297241249055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=113085297241249055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113085297241249055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/113085297241249055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/11/last-saturday-was-so-great-its-such.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-113085232359007074</id><published>2005-11-02T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T21:38:43.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finally haf d mood to post.&lt;br /&gt;after months.&lt;br /&gt;even though i can use d internet long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my skin damn CUTE!!&lt;br /&gt;thx to my sis((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once, im grateful to her.&lt;br /&gt;dunnoe y she decided to help me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-112463802821488503</id><published>2005-08-25T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T17:22:17.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;went to hq to play archery, flying fox n paintball.&lt;br /&gt;at achery, wen d boards were being prepared, it rained.&lt;br /&gt;wen it stopped raining, den we went out.&lt;br /&gt;den got chance to do.&lt;br /&gt;hah. i got two bows on d board but nt on d pic.&lt;br /&gt;d last one too far. so didn't hit d board.&lt;br /&gt;den went to play &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;FLYING FOX&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;it's so cool.&lt;br /&gt;even though i was trembling before i go dwn n im afraid of heights a bit.&lt;br /&gt;wen su saw, she malauted me by telling me dat i was trembling in frnt of d sirs n fadilah.&lt;br /&gt;she said it was quite obvious dat i was trembling.&lt;br /&gt;i sat dwn. haha. too scared to stand. screamed a bit wen i went dwn.&lt;br /&gt;n went dwn wif xiang liang. haha&lt;br /&gt;i was still shivering after i got dwn.&lt;br /&gt;after dat, we went to play &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;PAINTBALL&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;it was so cool.&lt;br /&gt;before we went into d area, ryhan n i found a few paintballs n brought dem home.&lt;br /&gt;i found quite a no. but i gave sum to xl n ryhan.&lt;br /&gt;so i had 2 left.&lt;br /&gt;one of dem broke wen i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;anw, ryhan n me teamed up wif sgt hazimah, sgt syahirah n sgt kelly.&lt;br /&gt;we were d last n only team.&lt;br /&gt;so we had no one to fight wif.&lt;br /&gt;dey gave each of us 4 bullets n we only tried to shoot d bottle.&lt;br /&gt;but ryhan n i missed.&lt;br /&gt;dunnoe if sgts got to knock dwn d bottles or nt.&lt;br /&gt;we den went back to d MPH.&lt;br /&gt;i tink dats wat d hall place is called.&lt;br /&gt;wen to eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;den zi ying realized dat her hp was missing.&lt;br /&gt;den shiyu n su realized their hp was missing too.&lt;br /&gt;all thier hp were coloured phones.&lt;br /&gt;my hp was hidden in my bag. same as ryhan.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. den told d rsm.&lt;br /&gt;we wen to northpoint after dat.&lt;br /&gt;haha. den got dis guy gave sgt fenghui balloon.&lt;br /&gt;she so adorable larr plz.&lt;br /&gt;haha. den dey way she slept in d mrt oso.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. asked her if she wanna sit, but she dun wan.&lt;br /&gt;i'll continue tmr. so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll continue nw. after so long.&lt;br /&gt;i sat wif gracia.&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to sleep but gracia was crapping to su.&lt;br /&gt;she wasn't herself on dat day.&lt;br /&gt;she was worst den wai han.&lt;br /&gt;after a few stations, we got dwn n took d train to bedok.&lt;br /&gt;dere we saw sgt si ying.&lt;br /&gt;den we saw sum of d part bs.&lt;br /&gt;we sat dwn n waited for encik n d other sgts who r going.&lt;br /&gt;den we took a bus dere.&lt;br /&gt;after alighting frm d bus n we were walking to d place where d bbq was held, gracia was lyk so crazy.&lt;br /&gt;we told her dat she looked lyk she's drunk.&lt;br /&gt;den she showed us how a drunk person walk n how a normal person walk.&lt;br /&gt;den got dis guy who was running.&lt;br /&gt;gracia did not notice it while she was showing us d walks.&lt;br /&gt;su n xl told her bout it.&lt;br /&gt;den everyone laughed at her.&lt;br /&gt;poor gracia. haha.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite boring at d bbq.&lt;br /&gt;d food wasn't dat much. i tink.&lt;br /&gt;we planned to go cycling n sum rollerblading but d bicycle shop was closing.&lt;br /&gt;so we did nt cycle.&lt;br /&gt;but d rest except su n me rolledblade.&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe how to rollerblade n su didn't wan to rollerblade.&lt;br /&gt;thx for teman-ing me su! ((:&lt;br /&gt;we sat at dis bench n drank n eat.&lt;br /&gt;listen to songs n talk.&lt;br /&gt;at nine, gracia, ryhan n me left.&lt;br /&gt;gracia's parents sent us to gombak mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;her siblings r damn adorable.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i got a name (or a few names) by dem.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. if only my sis is as fun as dem.&lt;br /&gt;hah. but she's too old.&lt;br /&gt;wen i reached home, i immediately went to bathe n slept. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;d activities at hq were quite fun but d bbq was quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;oh yarrr..&lt;br /&gt;n ma'am jennifer did not come.&lt;br /&gt;i was really looking forward to c her.&lt;br /&gt;but ma'am ming xian came!&lt;br /&gt;she's so adorable. still rmb dat she wore a bright green shirt!! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-112463802821488503?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/112463802821488503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=112463802821488503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112463802821488503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112463802821488503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/08/yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-112462896405644450</id><published>2005-08-22T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T18:35:22.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 HP WERE STOLEN. WTH LARR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who in d world stole it?&lt;br /&gt;d hp were shiyu's, sulastri's n zi ying's one.&lt;br /&gt;i hope dat their hp can b found soon.&lt;br /&gt;dun worry kayy guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-112462896405644450?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/112462896405644450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=112462896405644450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112462896405644450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112462896405644450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/08/3-hp-were-stolen.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-112347632015283454</id><published>2005-08-09T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T12:45:20.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i tried to forget u.&lt;br /&gt;i tot dat i was over u.&lt;br /&gt;but i juz realized it dat i wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope i can't c u once for d last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i saw slurpee so many times oreadi!!&lt;br /&gt;i hate fadilah.&lt;br /&gt;cheesecake talk to her lots of times.&lt;br /&gt;argh! omg. i hate u fadilah!&lt;br /&gt;n nadhirah.&lt;br /&gt;u promised me peach tea, very cold one, on ur bdae, dis friday.&lt;br /&gt;u muz gimme.&lt;br /&gt;den i give u present.&lt;br /&gt;haha. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-112347632015283454?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/112347632015283454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=112347632015283454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112347632015283454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112347632015283454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-tried-to-forget-u.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-112299325898407960</id><published>2005-08-03T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T22:34:18.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. nw i noe wat senior sgt yh meant yesterday at her msn nick.&lt;br /&gt;she wrote '8 days! Wheeeee!'&lt;br /&gt;omg. she was referring to hw many days to national day.&lt;br /&gt;omg. muz tell dilah dis news. haha.&lt;br /&gt;didn't noe wat she meant.&lt;br /&gt;tot she meant d magazine or 8 days to sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;nvr tot bout national day.&lt;br /&gt;haha. it's her fav day anw.&lt;br /&gt;of crs she count down.&lt;br /&gt;haha. senior sgt yh so funny. so blur. haha.&lt;br /&gt;omg. sry snr for laughing at u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-112299325898407960?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/112299325898407960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=112299325898407960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112299325898407960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112299325898407960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/08/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-112299289072730404</id><published>2005-08-03T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T22:28:10.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ROD, run-out-day.&lt;br /&gt;dats wat dilah said.&lt;br /&gt;i miss delta05.&lt;br /&gt;i really do.&lt;br /&gt;can't believe dat d part cs took over oreadi.&lt;br /&gt;time flies too fast.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday nite was so damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;we chat-ed wif sum of d seniors.&lt;br /&gt;it was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;dey sound so cute.&lt;br /&gt;i missed my one n only chance in answering her.&lt;br /&gt;y didn't i pay attention?&lt;br /&gt;if i had answered her, i will lyk shout to nita bout it.&lt;br /&gt;y muz ol gd things come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;it's nt fair.&lt;br /&gt;after reading senior encik's blog, i cried.&lt;br /&gt;omg. i pity senior staff huey huey so much.&lt;br /&gt;i can't bear to call dem seniors.&lt;br /&gt;but i haf no other choice but to call dem dat n d part cs encik n sgts.&lt;br /&gt;our new ncos r nt dat bad.&lt;br /&gt;sgt hwee boon n sgt fenghui.&lt;br /&gt;i still rmb d parade on friday.&lt;br /&gt;wen senior staff huey huey n senior sgt yh marched away n sgt vanya n sgt hazimah stood in frnt of us, d atmosphere totally chnged.&lt;br /&gt;i was standing at d first row.&lt;br /&gt;during d parade, su vomited.&lt;br /&gt;den she went to toilet after d parade.&lt;br /&gt;ryhan went in to help her.&lt;br /&gt;fadilah was crying outside.&lt;br /&gt;i was outside anw.&lt;br /&gt;seeing fadilah cry make me wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;so wen ma'am asked for 6 volunteers to go to go n take d pizza, i went.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't wanna cry so i go.&lt;br /&gt;i hardly ate anything.&lt;br /&gt;i promised to share a slice of pizza wif nadhirah but, i made her eat most of it.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't look at senior staff huey huey's face.&lt;br /&gt;i will cry.&lt;br /&gt;for d first time, we wore our honour n glory shirt.&lt;br /&gt;wore it to d bbq.&lt;br /&gt;took bus to west coast.&lt;br /&gt;haha. dilah got a 'GREAT' partner in d bus. haha.&lt;br /&gt;sat wif nita n took a pic.&lt;br /&gt;it's so funny.&lt;br /&gt;den gt one part.&lt;br /&gt;sgt hwee boon looked at d two of us n was lyk saying 'next stop' n her head seems lyk turning lyk dat.&lt;br /&gt;so funny. couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;sry sgt for laughing at u sgt.&lt;br /&gt;omg. im lyk telling every part of wat happened. haha.&lt;br /&gt;den reach west coast.&lt;br /&gt;i was talking to nita, su n dilah went i heard my name.&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't sure if it's my name or nt.&lt;br /&gt;found out dat senior sgt melody call me to sit wif her part.&lt;br /&gt;omg. i was lyk damn scared.&lt;br /&gt;den she said bring sumone.&lt;br /&gt;pulled nita. but senior sgt melody said she dun wan nita.&lt;br /&gt;haha. sry nita. den pulled su.&lt;br /&gt;den whole of alpha was called.&lt;br /&gt;haha. im safe.&lt;br /&gt;nita, su n me was trying to get senior staff huey huey's pic.&lt;br /&gt;but she said dun take pic of her w/o her noe-ing.&lt;br /&gt;we didn't n tried again few mins later but she turned arnd oreadi.&lt;br /&gt;got pic of her frm d back.&lt;br /&gt;but her head was slightly to d right.&lt;br /&gt;so can c her face a bit.&lt;br /&gt;den had cadets' nite.&lt;br /&gt;wai han n wendy r so cute.&lt;br /&gt;did a skit. it was sort of a skit show.&lt;br /&gt;den gracia, ryhan n dilah read a poem for delta written by diana frm 1g3. :D&lt;br /&gt;even our classmates r sad dat delta is leaving!&lt;br /&gt;actually, only liyana n diana. haha.&lt;br /&gt;senior staff huey huey n senior sgt yh gave us dis card written by each of dem.&lt;br /&gt;dey oso give dis string wif a ring.&lt;br /&gt;it's sort of a necklace.&lt;br /&gt;senior staff huey huey put it on for me!&lt;br /&gt;she didn't need to untie d knot but i had to take off my specs.&lt;br /&gt;she's so cute. haha. omg. su's gonna kill me.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't deny it.&lt;br /&gt;senior staff huey huey is cute.&lt;br /&gt;took a pic wif dem.&lt;br /&gt;i actually wanted a pic of juz d two of dem. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;den went home.&lt;br /&gt;we were kinda lost in d bus.&lt;br /&gt;haha. den x l asked d bus driver.&lt;br /&gt;nt long after dat, reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d next day was ndp preview.&lt;br /&gt;n ma'am jennifer chose me to march in d preview coz wendy reported sick.&lt;br /&gt;i tink i noe y she chose me.&lt;br /&gt;i was lyk saying to myself, ma'am plz choose me.&lt;br /&gt;coz i so long nvr march wif many ppl.&lt;br /&gt;only marched in d first ne show.&lt;br /&gt;wanna noe hw it feels.&lt;br /&gt;felt d same as d rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on mon was d first activity wif new specs n ncos.&lt;br /&gt;quite ok.&lt;br /&gt;but i miss doing pt wif delta.&lt;br /&gt;marched at tennis court.&lt;br /&gt;n talked wif sgt hwee boon n sgt fenghui dere.&lt;br /&gt;wen we haf to sit down, we haf to take off our boots.&lt;br /&gt;i sitting in frnt n dey saw my boots wif tissue inside.&lt;br /&gt;i put sole inside oreadi but still too big.&lt;br /&gt;n only bought one pair n got no tyme so put tissue.&lt;br /&gt;so maluated.&lt;br /&gt;den sgt si ying came.&lt;br /&gt;den sgt syahirah n sgt li ting came.&lt;br /&gt;wen sgt li ting saw my boots, she asked sgt syahirah y my boots got tissue.&lt;br /&gt;i heard it n was lyk damn maluated.&lt;br /&gt;nita was lyk lauging at me.&lt;br /&gt;sgt hwee boon was talking bout part b life.&lt;br /&gt;den i laughed coz i heard wat sgt li ting said.&lt;br /&gt;sgt hwee boon ask part b life funny izzit.&lt;br /&gt;had to tell wat happened.&lt;br /&gt;denn whole part laughed at ME!!&lt;br /&gt;alpha, u guys so bad.&lt;br /&gt;activity was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw senior staff huey huey n senior sgt yh talked to sgt hwee boon n sgt fenghui today.&lt;br /&gt;damn miss tan.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't wanna go for csp n she scolded me to go.&lt;br /&gt;haha. nita n liyana got caught oso.&lt;br /&gt;so had to go.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna quit.&lt;br /&gt;wanna tell my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;DELTA 05!! I MISS U GUYS SO MUCH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-112299289072730404?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/112299289072730404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=112299289072730404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112299289072730404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112299289072730404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/08/rod-run-out-day.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-112160707541616899</id><published>2005-07-18T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T21:32:49.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nc day parade was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i still rmb.&lt;br /&gt;got dis guy go n sing d nc song.&lt;br /&gt;his voice was damn lyk wat.&lt;br /&gt;so funny.&lt;br /&gt;n got sumone who sat beside me.&lt;br /&gt;will nt name her.&lt;br /&gt;dun wanna embarrass her.&lt;br /&gt;but dilah noe who izzit.&lt;br /&gt;at dis one part.&lt;br /&gt;she was lyk banging her hand at her knee in a funny way.&lt;br /&gt;omg omg!!&lt;br /&gt;damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;i was damn shocked.&lt;br /&gt;she looked so childish.&lt;br /&gt;i tot sdilah didn't c n i wanted to tell her bout it later.&lt;br /&gt;but dilah saw it.&lt;br /&gt;haha. before dat was d best moment of my life.&lt;br /&gt;omg omg.&lt;br /&gt;i'll never forget it.&lt;br /&gt;ice cream came to check ME!!&lt;br /&gt;arr!!!&lt;br /&gt;ice cream did dat.&lt;br /&gt;omg omg.&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i can't stop saying omg.&lt;br /&gt;i was so damn shocked.&lt;br /&gt;den dilah n su keep saying cair.&lt;br /&gt;i was cair-ing.&lt;br /&gt;i was damn speechless.&lt;br /&gt;wen ice cream said, " i check u ok?"&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even say anything!!&lt;br /&gt;omg omg!!&lt;br /&gt;i was damn speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if any specs or cpls r reading dis,&lt;br /&gt;it's no use hiding dis frm dem coz dey noe oreadi.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i hate constance so much.&lt;br /&gt;i hate a lot of ppl in alpha `05.&lt;br /&gt;mayb i'll make a list.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;d list of ppl i hate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-constance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-fadilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-sulastri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-nadhirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-ryhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mayb i should make dis at each post.&lt;br /&gt;mayb i dun hate dat person anymore or add to my list. haha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-112160707541616899?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/112160707541616899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=112160707541616899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112160707541616899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112160707541616899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/07/nc-day-parade-was-quite-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-112057202845681425</id><published>2005-07-06T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T22:00:28.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss euu.&lt;br /&gt;i miss euu.&lt;br /&gt;i miss euu.&lt;br /&gt;i miss euu.&lt;br /&gt;i miss euu.&lt;br /&gt;i miss euu.&lt;br /&gt;i miss euu.&lt;br /&gt;i miss euu.&lt;br /&gt;i miss euu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y u always wanna b in-charge?&lt;br /&gt;y u always wan ur stuff to be everywhere?&lt;br /&gt;i dun understand.&lt;br /&gt;u dun haf any big role or sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;u r juz d ___________.&lt;br /&gt;but y muz we use ur stuff?&lt;br /&gt;it's nt lyk everone agrees on it.&lt;br /&gt;u tot everyone did.&lt;br /&gt;but nt ol of us agreed.&lt;br /&gt;most of us dun agree.&lt;br /&gt;how r u sure dat everyone agreed?&lt;br /&gt;can u give ur FRENS chances?&lt;br /&gt;she's nt trying to attract attention or anything.&lt;br /&gt;i juz hope u will realize it soon or mayb sumone might hate u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-112057202845681425?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/112057202845681425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=112057202845681425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112057202845681425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112057202845681425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-miss-euu.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-112057012061928792</id><published>2005-07-06T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T21:30:59.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dilah is ryte.&lt;br /&gt;it's lyk nt us [me n dilah] who wanted d pbl meeting to be cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;den tasneem n aleena blame us.&lt;br /&gt;dey go n tell mrs lim dat we said we got nc so haf to cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;neither of us said dat.&lt;br /&gt;d pbl was in d morning n nc is in d afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't affect nc wat.&lt;br /&gt;den tasneem said to mrs lim dat dilah n me cannot come coz of nc.&lt;br /&gt;we didn't say dat.&lt;br /&gt;dah tak bagus nyer leader ngaku jer larr.&lt;br /&gt;tak payah nak tuduh tuduh orang.&lt;br /&gt;im sick of dat stupid pbl.&lt;br /&gt;it's lyk.. it's our first tyme making pbl.&lt;br /&gt;n we haf no idea wats gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;wat d expect us to do wen we dun even noe wats gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;use brains larr.&lt;br /&gt;teachers or nt?&lt;br /&gt;argh!! pbl is lame.&lt;br /&gt;haha. rabiatul so funny.&lt;br /&gt;she didn't even get wat i was saying.&lt;br /&gt;todae can't b saturday coz we were at sch.&lt;br /&gt;it should b friday.&lt;br /&gt;den she make me more confused by dis stuff. haha&lt;br /&gt;lame lame.&lt;br /&gt;im talking crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my life is &lt;strong&gt;weird&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i juz dun understand it.&lt;br /&gt;can sumone help me work it out?&lt;br /&gt;i really need sumone who i can REALLY trust.&lt;br /&gt;who dun tell others or shout out my secret.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;d more i think of u, d more i hate u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;d more i hate u, d more i lyk u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;how can dis be possible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-112057012061928792?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/112057012061928792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=112057012061928792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112057012061928792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112057012061928792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/07/dilah-is-ryte.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-112044135200429069</id><published>2005-07-05T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T09:42:32.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i saw u for only a min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;den u walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;y?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;r u avoiding me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;plz dun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i hope u will come next tyme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;n stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;plz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-112044135200429069?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/112044135200429069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=112044135200429069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112044135200429069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/112044135200429069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-saw-u-for-only-min.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111980507721676341</id><published>2005-06-27T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T00:57:57.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't sleep..&lt;br /&gt;even though tmr sch oreadi..&lt;br /&gt;n haf to wake up at 5.20..&lt;br /&gt;alpha.. im sry if i blamed u guys for wat happened..&lt;br /&gt;i was juz too ......&lt;br /&gt;xiang liang.. it's nt ur fault..&lt;br /&gt;u r a gd pltmate anyone can ever haf..&lt;br /&gt;promise me arr..&lt;br /&gt;b wif me so dat i can ans dem..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i replaced ur shitting partner during ndp..&lt;br /&gt;but dun worry.. i won't take her role.. LOL  (:&lt;br /&gt;u wer nt d one who blurted out d secret anw..&lt;br /&gt;were u??&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;it's no use if u r d one oso..&lt;br /&gt;it's d past..&lt;br /&gt;n no one can chnge it..&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;i've been saying dat so many tymes oreadi..&lt;br /&gt;my head hurts..&lt;br /&gt;i've been banging my head on sumthing..&lt;br /&gt;to let off my anger..&lt;br /&gt;it's gd dat im nt lyk my sis..&lt;br /&gt;wen she's angry, she hurt ppl esp ME!!&lt;br /&gt;i still can't sleep!!&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. but haf to try..&lt;br /&gt;tmr got nc..&lt;br /&gt;juz arnd 8 or 9..&lt;br /&gt;shiyu sms me..&lt;br /&gt;y so late den tell??&lt;br /&gt;haven even finish hmwk..&lt;br /&gt;but my burden is added..&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. xiang liang is still obsessing over pokok..&lt;br /&gt;LOL..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. we gave lame name..&lt;br /&gt;actually it was in english..&lt;br /&gt;but chnge to malay..&lt;br /&gt;den xiang liang go n spell it as pokkok..&lt;br /&gt;lol.. if u say it, it sounds lyk poke kok..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. im lame..&lt;br /&gt;gotta try to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;heex..&lt;br /&gt;im sleepy oreadi..&lt;br /&gt;gd for me.. (:&lt;br /&gt;nitez ppl..&lt;br /&gt;but by d tyme (if sumone read) sumone read dis, it'll b lyk in d morning or afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;doinks.. my sis keep saying dat..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111980507721676341?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111980507721676341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111980507721676341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111980507721676341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111980507721676341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111978340388659192</id><published>2005-06-27T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T22:52:11.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i dun wanna go back to sch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i only wanna go back to sch for ncc.. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;my own pltmates betrayed me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;can't tell dem secrets anymore izzit??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;everything muz blurt out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i feel so stupid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i was so maluated yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so many tymes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;xiang liang said she heard sumthing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BAD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;n constance said sumone asked rosanne n her dis damn qn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;my life is so miserable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;no one cares..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;im always miserable every second..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i juz can't escaped..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;im shivering while posting dis post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i need a shoulder to cry on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sumone whom i can't trust..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;xiang liang.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i kept ur secret..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but mayb i blurted out sumthing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but no one understood wat we were talking abt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but y can't u juz keep ur mouth shut??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;y u wanna make my life more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISERABLE??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;im almost crying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OH MY GOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;im really sick of my damn life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;it's juz so miserable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i juz wanna b alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i wanna run away where no one will ever disturb me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i wanna scream as loud as i can...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;screaming always make me feel better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;no one cares abt me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i wanna run away if only i could..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;everyone haf sumone who really cares abt dem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but nt me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i hate my life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i can't even sleep last nyte..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;d thing dat happened yesterday is d worst ever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i've never been so maluated my whole life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;now everyone noe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i dun wanna face my frens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;nt even my classmates..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;didn't even miss dem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I THOUGHT I CAN TRUST U MORE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BUT I WAS WRONG..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TOTALLY WRONG..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111978340388659192?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111978340388659192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111978340388659192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111978340388659192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111978340388659192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-dun-wanna-go-back-to-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111961457633843772</id><published>2005-06-25T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T20:02:56.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>su so lucky..&lt;br /&gt;go kl todae oreadi..&lt;br /&gt;dis morning..&lt;br /&gt;miss her so much..&lt;br /&gt;dun even noe y..&lt;br /&gt;she sms me dis morning..&lt;br /&gt;wen i was sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;LeAvIn FrEnS bEhInD iS sUmThIn HaRd 2 Do... So i wil juz sae gdbye n get it over n thru... N i also wanna sae I WILL MISS YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at abt 8.30 n saw it..&lt;br /&gt;didn't get to reply her..&lt;br /&gt;i juz find dat dis msg rhymes..&lt;br /&gt;doesn't it??&lt;br /&gt;one of d 'gd ppl' is gone..&lt;br /&gt;she nt gonna come tmr..&lt;br /&gt;can only c her on mon..&lt;br /&gt;but i dun wanna go skewl..&lt;br /&gt;haven finish hmwk..&lt;br /&gt;gtg..&lt;br /&gt;my mum is yelling at me to get off d comp n eat dinner..&lt;br /&gt;even though it's oreadi late..&lt;br /&gt;spagetti..&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;long tyme never eat..&lt;br /&gt;she try new recipe..&lt;br /&gt;bb.. wanna try it out.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n finally, saturday has arrived..&lt;br /&gt;im so excited..  too overjoyed to say anything..&lt;br /&gt;my heart is beating so loud..&lt;br /&gt;but i can't hear it.. juz feel it.. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111961457633843772?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111961457633843772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111961457633843772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111961457633843772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111961457633843772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/06/su-so-lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111944425769848146</id><published>2005-06-23T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T20:48:24.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2dae had activity at sentosa..&lt;br /&gt;it was damn fun..&lt;br /&gt;quite actually..&lt;br /&gt;ryhan, constance n me planned to go together..&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to meet dem at cck..&lt;br /&gt;but dey always late one.. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;but 2dae.. mayb constance came on tyme but i didn't c her standing dere..&lt;br /&gt;wherever she was standing..&lt;br /&gt;den she came to me..&lt;br /&gt;d train was at d platform n was abt to close d doors den we saw ryhan..&lt;br /&gt;she asked us to go inside n we ran in d train..&lt;br /&gt;constance n me were talking den out of nowhere ryhan appeared next to us..&lt;br /&gt;she actually ran out of d train n wen in our door at bukit gombak.. omg.. i still rmb..&lt;br /&gt;den nth much happened..&lt;br /&gt;we tot dat wen we reach harbourfrnt, we'll c d specs standing in sum kind of position.. it's difficult to describe..&lt;br /&gt;but no one frm crescent nc was dere.. but only got pte hidayah..&lt;br /&gt;she was standing next to dis railings..&lt;br /&gt;den we sat down, waiting for d rest of d part..&lt;br /&gt;after everyone came n collected $3, we go n take d shuttle bus to sentosa..&lt;br /&gt;i tot dat wen we reach sentosa we can play arnd n start building d sandcastle but haf pt..&lt;br /&gt;nadhirah freaked out wen we had to cross dis bridge..&lt;br /&gt;it was so damn funny looking at nadhirah..&lt;br /&gt;den did pumps, crutches, heel raises n dis thingy i dunnoe how to spell.. i rather nt spell it out to over maluation.. :))&lt;br /&gt;we had to do on sand n it was pain..&lt;br /&gt;after dat it was fun..&lt;br /&gt;we started building sandcastle..&lt;br /&gt;our part's sandcastle is d most lame..&lt;br /&gt;'angkasa lepas' made dis middle thingy worst..&lt;br /&gt;nadhirah n me walked along d beach coz we got nth to do..&lt;br /&gt;dey asked us to look for seashells but we couldn't find any..&lt;br /&gt;den we say dis hole..&lt;br /&gt;we tot it was a crab hole n go n dis lyk hell..&lt;br /&gt;den after we dig a bit, d hole disappeared oreadi..&lt;br /&gt;we den realized dat sumone poked a stick into d sand..&lt;br /&gt;d specs looked at out sandcastle n asked us to gather arnd it to take pic..&lt;br /&gt;den staff said we r released..&lt;br /&gt;sum ppl went into d water..&lt;br /&gt;i juz wet my feet..&lt;br /&gt;after dat, d excitement started..&lt;br /&gt;we pulled fadilahinto d water..&lt;br /&gt;we were lyk dragging here..&lt;br /&gt;she was lyk downwards..&lt;br /&gt;but we didn't let her face touch d sand..&lt;br /&gt;but den dilah wanted revenge on me..&lt;br /&gt;she asked ryhan to help her pull me into d water..&lt;br /&gt;den rosanne go n push me frm behind..&lt;br /&gt;d water was quite cold arr..&lt;br /&gt;den we play n swim..&lt;br /&gt;sum of d specs wen kayaking..&lt;br /&gt;dilah n su n me walked towards 7-eleven but didn't find it coz we didn't go any further..&lt;br /&gt;on our back, we saw mst sgt, staff samantha, staff chihui n sgt jerilyn..&lt;br /&gt;dey were lyk cycling..&lt;br /&gt;den staff samantha said hello to us but we didn't noe wat to say back..&lt;br /&gt;dilah saw her family after dat..&lt;br /&gt;she ran to her parents coz dey call her..&lt;br /&gt;den d tram passed by..&lt;br /&gt;n encik n sum of d sgts were in dere..&lt;br /&gt;dilah was lyk so geram wif us..&lt;br /&gt;den we went swimming back..&lt;br /&gt;played a while wif d cpls..&lt;br /&gt;den dey digged a hole 2gether..&lt;br /&gt;dey wanted to destroy it so dey buried ryhan..&lt;br /&gt;only her head can b seen..&lt;br /&gt;we den play n swim..&lt;br /&gt;den go chge..&lt;br /&gt;we took d train frm d toilet to 7-eleven n at d place near d delifrance..&lt;br /&gt;my mum said she didn't cook yet so she asked me to buy food if i wanna eat..&lt;br /&gt;as i've nt eaten d whole day so i went to mcd to buy food..&lt;br /&gt;i look lyk wat..&lt;br /&gt;wen i was walking towards d door after buying d food, i saw my two pri sch frens..&lt;br /&gt;omg.. it was so maluating..&lt;br /&gt;i look so black..&lt;br /&gt;luckily dey didn't noe me much..&lt;br /&gt;we were juz sch mates..&lt;br /&gt;den i rushed home so dat i'll reach home bfore 7..&lt;br /&gt;n i made it..&lt;br /&gt;i took a shower..&lt;br /&gt;i scratched my head while shampoo-ing..&lt;br /&gt;i scratched lyk hell coz i didn't really shower at d beach..&lt;br /&gt;i feel so much betta now..&lt;br /&gt;so tired n sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;mayb sleep early 2nite..&lt;br /&gt;2dae was so memorable..&lt;br /&gt;n im darker now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i can't wait to see HIM!!! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111944425769848146?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111944425769848146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111944425769848146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111944425769848146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111944425769848146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/06/2dae-had-activity-at-sentosa.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111934587298063061</id><published>2005-06-22T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T17:24:32.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i juz can't wait for tmr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;we goin sentosa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;n luckily my mum allow me to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ooo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;xiang liang juz called me n she said she's HIM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;as if im gonna believe her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;first of all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;her voice is so damn diff den his..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;n he dun even noe my no..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i wan his no..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;nita was so jealous wen she didn't noe wat we were talking abt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;haha.. pity pity..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i juz can't wait for tmr n sat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i still rmb wat happened last sat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;urgh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ketot past in frnt of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;abt tmr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i dun haf pail n spade..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;staff said we r gonna haf a sandcastle building competition..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i dun play wif sand much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so how am i suppose to haf those stuff??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;my mum said MAYBE we still haf dis shape shape thingy where u put sand inside n wen u turn it arnd n put on d grnd, will come out dis shape..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but she's not sure still got or not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;tmr haf to reach harbour frnt by 8.30..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;meeting ryhan n constance at cck at 7..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;im scared we'll nt make it in tyme..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but ryhan said d trip is gonna take an hour only.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i hope she's ryte..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;gonna look for dat shape thingy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;at least i'll haf sumthing if i dun haf pail n spade..  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;n i miss him so much!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111934587298063061?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111934587298063061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111934587298063061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111934587298063061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111934587298063061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-juz-cant-wait-for-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111916506936185248</id><published>2005-06-20T06:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T15:11:09.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTICE TO EVERYBODY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FADILAH REPORTED SICK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;omg.. im so bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but she did dat to me oso last tyme..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;wen i wanted to vomit so i reported sick..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;she highlighted my name..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;it all happened yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;at ndp rehearsal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;it was d last one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;which was d actual timing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;dere was a gurl in between us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but i saw her shivering..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;her body was swaying frm right to left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i noticed d ribbon at her pom pom first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;den i saw her body..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;even though i didn't turn my head to look at her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i noe dat she was shivering..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i tot she could endure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so i juz ignored her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i tried to peep at HIM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;n i saw HIM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;during d first two rehearsals, he looked up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but d last one, he juz looked straight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;den suddenly at d end of my eye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i saw dilah squating down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;den dis guy (i dunnoe if he's a sir or not), called dis lady who brought dilah out of dere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i was half &lt;span &gt;worried&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;n half overjoyed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i kept saying to myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;FADILAH REPORTED SICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;FADILAH REPORTED SICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;YIPPEE!! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but i was worried too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i dunnoe wat happened to her after dat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;wen we were about to get into dis building, we saw her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;she was ok oreadi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i couldn't stop laughing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;we den gathered at dis hall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;we fall-in according to d bus we r gonna take..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;den dis sir gave out hair wax n dis lotion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i sat at d back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;N FIRST TYME EVER.. I REGRETTED IT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i wanna sit in frnt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;he was in frnt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;talked to ryhan n constance n dilah n su..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i hate dis ppl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;N SIR ALVIN TOOK SO MANY HAIR WAX..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;den dey keep teasing me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;dey said he said bb to dem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;blah blah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;su said she didn't talk to him much but i oso hate her coz she talked to him a bit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;omg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i can't stop obsessing over him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;almost d whole part who go to ndp noe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;esp d ppl who went yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;d person i hate most is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHIYU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;two tymes oreadi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;alpha, u should understand wat im saying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;d main point of dis post is i juz wanna say dat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FADILAH REPORTED SICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;n he is so damn cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;:)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111916506936185248?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111916506936185248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111916506936185248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111916506936185248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111916506936185248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/06/notice-to-everybody-fadilah-reported.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111899965631371582</id><published>2005-06-18T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T17:14:16.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i found my no 4 nametag oreadi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;phew..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;actually, my mum found it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wen i reached home, i changed n slept..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den wen i woke up, my nametag is oreadi at d place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111899965631371582?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111899965631371582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111899965631371582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111899965631371582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111899965631371582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-found-my-no-4-nametag-oreadi.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111893668232613954</id><published>2005-06-17T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T23:44:42.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i lost my no 4 name tag..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i misplaced it actually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how am i gonna find it by saturday??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm dead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how worst can things get for me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;argh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i juz hate my life!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my mum scolded me juz now coz of me waxing d collar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my mum said it's dumb..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dun even wanna do it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i haf to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if not, i'll get scolded..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;y dun she eva understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she said i'm too 'jakon'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dun even noe how to spell dat word even though i've been saying it a lot of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tmr got nc activity..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lost one of my ear hooks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;got another side..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;asked su if she got xtra..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but she dun haf..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;den asked conns..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she said she got one side only oso..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i got one side, she got one side.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dat makes a pair.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;den in d next sms, she said she found d other side n now she got one pair of xtra ear hooks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LMAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;even though it sounds lame, i found it funny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i muz buy two pairs tmr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dat gurl called me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i bet she's d i/c..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;asked me to bring belt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as if i dun rmb..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i noe last time i asked her to remind me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;forget it arr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can ask su to remind me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n i packed d belt long bfore u said it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i thought u were lyk my pri sch fren..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but u r JUZ TOTALLY DIFFERENT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can't believe i was even close to u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmph..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if u really hate me, u shouldn't b using d stuff dat i make ryte..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;go n make urself arr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;spend my time doing it for u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but neva appreciate it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111893668232613954?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111893668232613954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111893668232613954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111893668232613954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111893668232613954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-lost-my-no-4-name-tag.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111893342367865391</id><published>2005-06-17T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T22:51:58.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I HATE U!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;u live juz to humiliate me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;u think u r so gd.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;get lost..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;get out of my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nak tunjuk marah kat org lain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;u think everyone lyk u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i dun need u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i neva did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;u only think bout urself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dun eva think of others feelings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i wish u can juz disappear foreva..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I DUN CARE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i dun wan to haf anything to do wif u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;JUZ GET OUT OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111893342367865391?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111893342367865391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111893342367865391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111893342367865391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111893342367865391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-hate-u-u-live-juz-to-humiliate-me.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111872433998969110</id><published>2005-06-15T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T12:45:40.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got no mood to post at all. i juz can't wait for saturday. :)&lt;br /&gt;but i wanna say sumthing abt wat happened on sunday wen we went to shiyu's hse for bbq. dey ol invited encik, staff n sgt. su n dilah was damn happy lor. su wan me to accompany her go early to shiyu's hse. before dat, me n dilah planned to meet n go together. but wen i tell her dat i'm not meeting her coz i'm going earlier, she got mad. n said she almost dun wanna come bcoz of me. she said she wanna come coz of encik. i felt so bersalah. i think she was mad coz i said sumthing happened after we were released at clementi mrt station. dilah go n take bus. cpl kelly was so nice. ok. at d bbq, we planned to play treasure hunt wif encik, staff n sgt. i went wif su who wanted staff to b in her grp. but den d specs came late. so we played first. i kept saying to su dat we muz win for staff. den she really get into d game. we asked ppl. d ppl su ask ol dunnoe where d blocks r but d ppl i ask noe where d block we wanna go to. :) we were at our last clue which was hidden at d minimart at block 1F. as it was our last clue, we asked ryhan for help. ryhan couldn't follow us coz she haf to take care of d bbq pit. after su n me look ard d minimart, we told shiyu n ryhan dat we still couldn't find d clue. den dey came n saw dat d clue was inside d shop. it was not close wen dey were hiding d clues but it was closed den. so we won! encik, staff n sgt den came. d put their bags n went to dis chairs n sat dere. d chairs were lyk so far frm us. we tot dey were bored. we wanted to give dem drinks but d water was not cold. so, ryhan, su n me filled d cups wif 3/4 of d drink n went to d water cooler wif d cups to give dem. ryhan tried to start d fire but d fire keep die-ing. den shiyu's parents came. shiyu's dad help us start d fire. but he haf to push dis grill thing out n sumone haf to hold it so it won't drop. n i had to hold it n my hand ached. nadhirah hold d other end. no one wans to take over. su n conns* talked to encik, staff n sgt. dey asked sum qns. wen d food was ready, we ol sat together n eat. wen shiyu was eating bee hoon, ryhan pushed her face into d plate. it was so funny. den dunnoe wat happened dat shiyu n ryhan was pushed into d pool. conns* n rosanne were oso pushed into d pool. in d evening, we went to d playgrd. su, dilah n me lie down at dis thingy near d slide. dilah was at d upper deck. suddenly, a 20 cents coin dropped out of no where. it couldn't b me coz i heard d coin dropped frm a high place. dilah checked her bag n saw dat her bag was zipped n dere weren't any holes. we freaked out n ran down, screaming. it was so damn creepy. den we gathered in frt of our senior, encik, staff n sgt n talked. d senior, which is shiyu's sis, asked us y we join nc n wat we lyk abt nc. den d senior said she still rmb sgt's ans. encik gave a few ans n finally got d right one, we couldn't stop laughing. d senior said shiyu lyk staff huey huey. shiyu den turned to su n said su, dun kill me. den su was lyk blushing. her secret is finally revealed. n den nadhirah said sumone dilah lyk is here. den senior asked her izzit sgt den dilah coughed a bit. den i dunnoe who said it was encik. encik didn't look surprised. she was lyk tersengeh. not long after dat, we haf to go home. dilah n su shared a cab. i took a bus wif nadhirah, venus n sheng qi. oh yarr..n  sgt. at d bus stop, sgt gave us her no. n asked us to call her wen we reach home. i sms. i didn't dare to call. wen we were abt to get off d train, i told nadhirah sumthing dat was only meant for her. but den she go n blurted it out. i wanted to hide. i turned n knocked my head on dis box thingy. n got dis guy saw. omg! i was so maluated. i act as if dat neva happened. luckily sheng qi n venus didn't actually heard wat nadhirah blurted out. phew. i hope sgt didn't her. wen were in d mrt at d north-south line, i told nadhirah she muz b very happy. she lyk sgt. she's gonna treasure d phone no. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached home quite late. i was so tired. i went in d toilet n showered. den go to sleep. it was a fun day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111872433998969110?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111872433998969110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111872433998969110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111872433998969110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111872433998969110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-got-no-mood-to-post-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111816107330512345</id><published>2005-06-08T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T00:19:37.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh!! it's oreadi after 12 n i can't even sleep!!&lt;br /&gt;2mr got nc at 3.30&lt;br /&gt;wanna practise drills&lt;br /&gt;how can??&lt;br /&gt;wen on thurs we got trainfire&lt;br /&gt;can't dey juz let us relax&lt;br /&gt;hmph..&lt;br /&gt;luckily i've waxed my collar last nite&lt;br /&gt;it can stand a bit&lt;br /&gt;phew.. gd thing my dad gonna send me on thurs to sch&lt;br /&gt;i can't imagine me wearing no 4 in d mrt&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! actually i can&lt;br /&gt;i will look so .... &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TOOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;arr!! hmph..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2mr b4 nc gonna go beach rd wif my dp :D&lt;br /&gt;she said she bought d wrong side for d velcro thingy&lt;br /&gt;(did i spell it ryte??) lolx&lt;br /&gt;gonna accompany her&lt;br /&gt;den we go meet part of d plt to take part shirt&lt;br /&gt;i hope dey haf made up their mind 2 take d part shirt coz&lt;br /&gt;i lost my black shirt&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to buy but shiyu said wanna go take&lt;br /&gt;den she said cancelled&lt;br /&gt;den back again&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. i hope dey really gonna take d part shirt&lt;br /&gt;ha.. juz bought n new hp but i suprisingly, i still dun wanna part frm my old hp even though it's lamer den d new one&lt;br /&gt;(is dere any word lyk lamer?? haiz..)&lt;br /&gt;my mum told me one lame thing&lt;br /&gt;take pics of my frenz so my mum noe who is who&lt;br /&gt;she only noe nurul (she lyk ppl to call her dat)&lt;br /&gt;coz she's seen her in d mrt n oso noe dat she's in nc&lt;br /&gt;but d thingy dat my mum dunnoe is nurul's my &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u r reading dis nurul, i purposely use green coz it's ur fav colour n ahem... u noe who's fav colour oso&lt;br /&gt;but it's weird calling u nurul&lt;br /&gt;arh.. im talking crap&lt;br /&gt;gonna try to sleep&lt;br /&gt;nitez :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111816107330512345?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111816107330512345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111816107330512345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111816107330512345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111816107330512345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/06/argh-its-oreadi-after-12-n-i-cant-even.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111763240397916885</id><published>2005-06-02T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T21:32:10.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2dae is so memorable. haha&lt;br /&gt;my fren, crunchie fan, d tooth terkluar wen she eating crunchie&lt;br /&gt;it happened wen we was below d tracks of d redhill mrt station&lt;br /&gt;me n dilah was at d frnt coz crunchie fan n 2 of our frenz walk so damn slow&lt;br /&gt;den i heard dey all scream n said sumthing lyk 'cicak'&lt;br /&gt;i thought dey saw a cicak only&lt;br /&gt;ceh...thought wat.. but den crunchie fan n one of our frenz ran 2 d toilet&lt;br /&gt;another fren told dilah wat happened n she laughed lyk hell&lt;br /&gt;den i asked nasuha wat happen&lt;br /&gt;she said crunchie fan's tooth terkluar wen she eating crunchie&lt;br /&gt;CRUNCHIE&lt;br /&gt;seems dat she's not FATED 2 eat crunchie ryte??&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;in d mrt, crunchie fan kept making d 's' sound of words d lyk...'sh'..&lt;br /&gt;i told her 2 say NCC Contigent in d cacat way&lt;br /&gt;n dilah was lyk... she cramped her face..wrinkled her nose... juz lyk sumone..&lt;br /&gt;if u wanna noe who d sumone is, u muz noe which place we sat during d tablet pc thingy yesterday n 2dae.. haha&lt;br /&gt;cannot forget arr 2dae&lt;br /&gt;yesterday more worst&lt;br /&gt;me n dilah saw sumone.. ahem... in d mrt&lt;br /&gt;we lyk wanna PUKE&lt;br /&gt;dilah keep saying dat word over n over again&lt;br /&gt;den wen she can't stop saying dat word, i said dat she wanna 'dat word' wif sumone she lyk...&lt;br /&gt;after dat she stop saying dat word&lt;br /&gt;but 2dae... hmmm...she start again&lt;br /&gt;btw...i can't mentioned who is d crunchie fan coz dun wanna humiliate her..&lt;br /&gt;but d thing dat happened was so damn FUNNY :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111763240397916885?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111763240397916885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111763240397916885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111763240397916885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;UNFAIR..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n summore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I HATE MY LIFE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;fortunately&lt;/span&gt;, got nc.. dat cheers me up... ryte?? mayb a little bit.. at least can c dat person.. if dat person haf.. i hope dat person cums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PLZ!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'll b overjoyed..&lt;br /&gt;hmph... so tired... juz finished changing d template.. but still so ugly.. how can my sis do juz by typing straight forward?? argh!! im talking crap.. no one can understand wat im saying.. my sis lyk memorize everything.. she ask me 2 stare at dem n den i'll understand..&lt;br /&gt;omg!! i've stared for lyk hours n days oreadi but still dun understand much.. only inderstand a little bit..&lt;br /&gt;i finally found out how 2 put d pics in scrolling thingy.. was frm my sis's old old one.. she usually gimme d ones she dun wanna use anymore... dere r nice.. n mine r DAMN ugly..&lt;br /&gt;but d thing bout her is dat she lyks to use&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hate dat colour.. n dere will b hearts everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;once i asked her..we were looking at blogskins.com n she was showing me her favourite templates&lt;br /&gt;me: oi..kau suke pink sangat arr.. sini pink sana pink..&lt;br /&gt;she: tak..&lt;br /&gt;den we came across dis list of templates to choose frm..&lt;br /&gt;den she said: eh tu.. bukak tu...&lt;br /&gt;d thingy wrote sumthing sumthing pink&lt;br /&gt;me: eww... pink&lt;br /&gt;she: cantik perr..&lt;br /&gt;i prefer a plain one but i prefer a plain one.. but den she always say: eee...plain nyer..&lt;br /&gt;as i didn't noe how to make a plain one wifout pics n didn't manage to find one dat i lyk, she dun wanna make for me&lt;br /&gt;i took d ones wif pics n take out d pics n edit n edit&lt;br /&gt;but finally mine still got pic..&lt;br /&gt;pics of ALPHA`05 n my clique n cat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ALPHA`05 RAWKS MAN!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i juz luv it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1g3`05 oso rawks my socks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;we r a multi-racial class!! :DD&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/10252370-111729876694443017?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111729876694443017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111729876694443017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111729876694443017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111729876694443017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-hate-skewl-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111667347661654121</id><published>2005-05-22T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T19:04:54.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;i had 2 go dat damn frisbee competition&lt;br /&gt;d teacher scolded me coz i dun wanna cum&lt;br /&gt;ask which is more important - nc or d competition&lt;br /&gt;of crs lar nc is more important 2 me&lt;br /&gt;but i had 2 say dat competition&lt;br /&gt;n i was FORCED 2 go dere&lt;br /&gt;n how m i supposed 2 haf fun&lt;br /&gt;wen i dun even wanna go dere&lt;br /&gt;y cant dey juz replace me by sum other gurl&lt;br /&gt;or juz go w/o me&lt;br /&gt;me dere or not&lt;br /&gt;make no difference&lt;br /&gt;n i went dere&lt;br /&gt;but juz waste my time&lt;br /&gt;didnt even win anything&lt;br /&gt;only won 1 game out of 5&lt;br /&gt;how lame is dat&lt;br /&gt;n our sch is d only sch who didnt win anything&lt;br /&gt;i sat dere&lt;br /&gt;humiliate myself&lt;br /&gt;in front of other ppl frm other schs&lt;br /&gt;fadilah said nc activity was fun&lt;br /&gt;but not d survey part&lt;br /&gt;but i dun mind answering ol those qns&lt;br /&gt;hate dat damn backstabber&lt;br /&gt;go n tell sgt siti&lt;br /&gt;n now d whole part d noe oreadi&lt;br /&gt;but d gd part is&lt;br /&gt;WE HAF BEEN PROMOTED 2 ALPHA&lt;br /&gt;not alpha 1 nimore&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt get 2 celebrate d glorious moment wif my pltmates&lt;br /&gt;only got 2 noe through part blog n chattin wif fadilah&lt;br /&gt;coz i was at dat dumb frisbee competition&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;i hate it&lt;br /&gt;4eva&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111667347661654121?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111615576233927697</id><published>2005-05-16T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:16:02.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yea!!&lt;br /&gt;fadilah is not gonna quit!!&lt;br /&gt;i knew she won't..&lt;br /&gt;she's damn crazy bout nc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2mr got nc&lt;br /&gt;need 2 bring dat cacat slacks&lt;br /&gt;n black socks&lt;br /&gt;n haf 2 polish no.3 boots&lt;br /&gt;n oso $5 4 collar pin n crez nc tag&lt;br /&gt;hope i dun 4get 2 bring anything&lt;br /&gt;plz&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan any more pumps&lt;br /&gt;i'm lyk aching all over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fadilah's d i/c&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;i haven seen her bcum i/c b4 though&lt;br /&gt;coz i go csp&lt;br /&gt;wen i cum back&lt;br /&gt;dey were doing sumthing else&lt;br /&gt;n fadilah's job as i/c dah... tak perlu lagi&lt;br /&gt;but now i can c her&lt;br /&gt;wonder how she look lyk&lt;br /&gt;at d frnt&lt;br /&gt;face 2 face&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;can't wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y i haven bcum i/c b4&lt;br /&gt;i scared later haf many more commands need 2 rmb&lt;br /&gt;den i die&lt;br /&gt;d nco's dun lyk me izzit&lt;br /&gt;hmph&lt;br /&gt;not fair&lt;br /&gt;if i quit it's betta&lt;br /&gt;dey dun care wat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i dun care&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna quit&lt;br /&gt;fadilah said her mum said bcoming i/c gets promoted easily&lt;br /&gt;but all of us same rank wat&lt;br /&gt;until we go sec 4&lt;br /&gt;fadilah oso said dat mayb d nco's r waiting 4 me 2 take initiative&lt;br /&gt;bcum i/c wen real i/c not dere&lt;br /&gt;but i dun dare&lt;br /&gt;wat if dey said i'm kpo kpo jerr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not ready 2 bcum i'c yet anw&lt;br /&gt;i'll juz wait 4 my time 2 cum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm juz happy dat shiyu said dat mayb less ppl feel lyk quiting&lt;br /&gt;but not sulastri&lt;br /&gt;she said she still wanna quit&lt;br /&gt;wdh&lt;br /&gt;after all we've been through&lt;br /&gt;she still wanna quit&lt;br /&gt;hmph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111615576233927697?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111615576233927697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111615576233927697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111615576233927697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111615576233927697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/05/yea-fadilah-is-not-gonna-quit-i-knew.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111608531146592277</id><published>2005-05-15T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T00:05:36.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ncc is nth 2 me anymore&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of it&lt;br /&gt;i feel lyk dun coming down 4 ncc activities animore&lt;br /&gt;wats d point of coming&lt;br /&gt;wen every1 is not happy abt it&lt;br /&gt;it's juz a waste of tyme&lt;br /&gt;but i can't do anything&lt;br /&gt;i haf 2 come&lt;br /&gt;even though it's gonna b damn bored&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111598884328003681</id><published>2005-05-14T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T20:54:03.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm damn tired 2dae after ncc activity&lt;br /&gt;had 2 do pt&lt;br /&gt;den drills&lt;br /&gt;my legs r cramp&lt;br /&gt;n my body hurts all over&lt;br /&gt;2dae celebrated sgt yh's bdae&lt;br /&gt;actually her bdae 2mr&lt;br /&gt;we took pics but she didn't smile much&lt;br /&gt;sgt next time rmb 2 smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111598884328003681?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111581129398939495</id><published>2005-05-12T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T19:34:53.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>our part is breaking up&lt;br /&gt;many ppl wanna quit&lt;br /&gt;y??? is nc so bad??&lt;br /&gt;dis year, crez nc is gonna lose bcoz of us, d part a's&lt;br /&gt;i dun care bout dat actually&lt;br /&gt;but if sulastri wanna quit, it's gonna b boring&lt;br /&gt;she's d one who makes jokes b4 activities n during breaks&lt;br /&gt;y she wanna quit???&lt;br /&gt;she said she hate ncc&lt;br /&gt;n d nco's&lt;br /&gt;n everything bout it&lt;br /&gt;if she hate ncc n everything bout it, she hate d pltn&lt;br /&gt;me n dilah tried persuading her&lt;br /&gt;but she said she made up her mind&lt;br /&gt;n it's her final decision&lt;br /&gt;i told cat bout ppl wanna quit&lt;br /&gt;but she dun care&lt;br /&gt;our part is breaking up&lt;br /&gt;it's not united anymore&lt;br /&gt;no more one for all, all for one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111581129398939495?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111581129398939495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111581129398939495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111581129398939495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111581129398939495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/05/our-part-is-breaking-up-many-ppl-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111504000784546890</id><published>2005-05-03T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T21:20:07.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can't constance juz watch wat she wanna say. dun spit out everything she feel n think larr into d part blog. she noe oreadi wat dat d specialists noe our blog n still wanna say dat kind of stuff. exam is round d corner n i haven studied much. so damn lazy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111504000784546890?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111476317168385357</id><published>2005-04-30T07:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T16:26:11.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg!! neva post for so long. lyk for a mth oready. mid-yr exams are here. juz had my hml paper n i'm gonna fail it. i feel lyk crying. dun dare to tell my mum. betta change subject coz it's boring to talk abt skewl. i've change who i lyk oready. n added 1 more. i think d 2 of dem noe oreadi i lyk dem. i can't believe we gave dem names. haha. d person's gonna b 'resigning' soon but i still got to c d person ryte?? d reason i cum to skewl is my frens n d 2 of dem but not to study. haha.. nth much to say.. juz posting coz my frenz force me to.. haha.. tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111476317168385357?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111476317168385357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111476317168385357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111476317168385357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111476317168385357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/04/omg-neva-post-for-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111084533987205307</id><published>2005-03-15T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T08:09:29.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My camp is 2mr and i haven even packed..hahakz... I heard dat she's not going coz she got 2 do english compo..Abt a thousand words..I pity her.. I hope she can go..If she can't go, at least the other gurl can go..Can she??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no mood 2 go 2 camp if she'll not be there..I hope she'll come...4 me... She dun even notice me.. How do i expect her 2 go 2 the camp 4 me?? =(((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111084533987205307?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111084533987205307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111084533987205307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111084533987205307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111084533987205307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-camp-is-2mr-and-i-haven-even-packed.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-111055703207611790</id><published>2005-03-12T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T16:53:27.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really can't wait 4 camp in the march holidaez..She's gonna be there!! Will she?? I hope she will!! For those who i've told abt her, they should noe.. Only a few ppl noe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we got our no.3 &amp;amp; no.4 uniform.. My dad could not fetch me so i have 2 take the mrt.. It was so crowded.. I tried 2 squeezed in wif the big boxes of boots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae sergeant taught us how 2 fold the sleeves of no. 4 shirt.. I made mine so damn ugly!! Wendy's one is nice, neat n not big.. I pity her.. Y muz ppl tease her?? I dun mind if me, wendy n fadilah lyk the same person.. Me, nita n fadilah sat at the bag wen we fall-in at the 'lubang'.. Den our sergeant was helping 1 of our platoon mates.. The 3 of us were joking ard.. There's dis comand which is so damn funny.. We said it but fadilah said it 2 loud til our sergeant can hear her.. Our sergeant den say, "Huh? Did anybody call me??" Den she looked at the 3 of us.. We said no.. We couldn't stop laughing.. She was lyk...erm...embarassed.. Haha... It was so funny..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-111055703207611790?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/111055703207611790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=111055703207611790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111055703207611790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/111055703207611790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-really-cant-wait-4-camp-in-march.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11774795446915823647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-110777349062226108</id><published>2005-02-08T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T12:26:56.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;juz now i got x-country..so tiring..keller didn't win anything much..not fair..in kranji,blue house always lose..i'm not in blue house wen i'm in kranji..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go to mcdonald's after dat at bukit batok..go wif amira n hasinah..i met my fren on the way..den i thought wanna go home n take a refreshing shower but amira wanna go to kranji..i dun wanna go but she beg n beg so i accompany her..but my bestfren couldn't make it cause she got drama class blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to see two of our teachers but one was on M.C. i met Mdm Ernie..she's our malay teacher..she didn't change at all..haha...i'm almost her height now..so we talked n talked..she said dat Hani's her niece.. really huh??i wanna ask Hani one day..maybe tomorrow..or friday..she got work to do so we went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kranji didn't change at all!!den we went to the canteen for a while n everyone was lyk staring at us..maybe their saying,we r 'sesat'..haha..so we left immediately..looks lyk sum ppl change n grow n sum dun lyk me..i hardly grew!!!not fair!!!amira grew at least 4 cm..she's now a bit taller den me..i hope i'll grow soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do hmwk so during chinese new year i can relax..not fair got to do summary for 2 newspaper articles..oso got dnt..i'm still trying to figure out how to draw the front elevation for question 14,2nd figure..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10252370.post-110725586833922944</id><published>2005-02-02T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T12:15:25.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;valentine's day is coming up and i thought of giving my bestfren something cause she gave me a gift last year for International Friendship Day..but i didn't get her anything..i didn't expect it from her..i'm a very bad fren ryte?but i'm gonna pay back by giving her something dis year.. maybe for valentine's day or international friendship day..but i have no idea wat to buy for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's a very good fren..helps me in my work..and we always talk on the phone for so long.. sometimes my parents or hers scold so we have to say bye bye..i really miss her..she go to bukit panjang govt.high..we fought a lot one but always patch things up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's quite pretty..to me she's prettier den me..got about two guys who like her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10252370-110725586833922944?l=print-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://print-s.blogspot.com/feeds/110725586833922944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10252370&amp;postID=110725586833922944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/110725586833922944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10252370/posts/default/110725586833922944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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