<?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-25222454</id><updated>2012-02-23T15:14:04.449+08:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='bleeding love'/><category term='i want you back ):'/><category term='sucky day.'/><category term='hari yg sngt bacin.'/><category term='no goodbyes .. please?'/><category term='Happy Belated 2nd Monthsary'/><category term='Snow City fun'/><category term='future.'/><category term='pics galore'/><category term='Madu :]'/><category term='complaints'/><category term='backstabber'/><category term='Rest in peace dearest uncle.'/><category term='all because of you.'/><category term='tuition'/><category 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>454</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-8490295651859131947</id><published>2008-11-02T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T19:40:25.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://scratchedout-erased.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RELINK ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-8490295651859131947?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8490295651859131947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=8490295651859131947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8490295651859131947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8490295651859131947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2008/11/relink-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-2546949247716876145</id><published>2007-12-31T17:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T18:06:34.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABANG AKU SUDAH KEMBALI!&lt;br /&gt;And he bought me a new bling-bling bag, and a bracelet and necklace!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NYE AKUUUUUU! :DDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-2546949247716876145?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2546949247716876145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>haha, i'm gonne have a fight with aop someday. &lt;br /&gt;eee, excited nye aku. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, quite disappointed in someone. not in the mood luh. i feel so fucked up today but some people are making me smile. thanks eh korg. you knw who you are. and those who are going to the countdown today, have fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan sombong, aku swear, lol. da lama tk jumpe ngn si sewel tu. oh yeah, just becos i call ewan sewel infront of aop, aop wanne have a fight with me. hahahaha, gerek nye. ;D well, aop wanne spar with bf. i told him not to. puh-lease lah. sapa nk kwn baik and matair hurt kan? btol lar, aku care psl ni dua monyet ni. pfft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah. bye. tkda mood lah k.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: aop, kau jahat/sewel/biol. swear btol, walaupun kau kwn baik aku. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-8368690602762348101?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8368690602762348101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=8368690602762348101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8368690602762348101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8368690602762348101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/haha-im-gonne-have-fight-with-aop.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-3445971437151777574</id><published>2007-12-30T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T19:41:25.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO, HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from Qim's hse.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT WAS FUN. :D&lt;br /&gt;Well, did had a long long journey though. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started off when I was awaken by Granny's voice. At 5.30am tahu.. Was told to switch on the radio for her. Then she halau me. Well, not halau la. Since she knws tht I hate the radio's "noise", she told me to sleep outside. But instead, seeing the living room so dark, I went to my parent's room instead. Well, I do fear darkness, lol. Sometimes aja. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept thr, and woke up at 12.15am. Didn't count the seconds. :/ Walked around the house, and Ayah was no where to be found. So, aku pun buat bodoh aja la. Switched on the laptop, and went bloghopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later, Ayah was home, with Mama.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Rupa-rupanya fetch Mama. Ingatkan gy Johor&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Alright. Ayah told me tht we're gonne go out. First, go to Busu Mokhtar's house. Ada birthday party lar. Then, off to Jurong. My dad's friend getting married. I barely know people thr. Oh yea, this one "tingling" thing happened to me. Haha. Won't wanne write it down here. Let it be a secret. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, dad punya kawan nyanyi lagu Isabella. Klaka seram sial. Btol. His pitch kept on running away. I kept on laughing like one retared girl-.- Seriously, I was laughing while crying sial. Like wtheck, aku ingat suara dia bagus. HAHA. He was yelling plak tu. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Afta the majilis perkahwinan, off we went to Qim's house. Oh, fyi, aku pakai dua baju tau. Baju luar kurung. Baju dalam teeshirt. Swear tak panas. Hehe. Reached there about 3.35pm? Yeah. Orang suma nga makan-makan. The cake sedap. And, I saw Qim wearing the watch tht I chose. Heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas makan, we played. :D Yehp, we bullied Danish. I swear it was fun! There's this one part where we were sitting in a circle, and Danish stood in the middle. We pushed him around. Heeee. Peluh siak. Lihin kept on kicking me, and I kept on chasing him. Haha. Then kan, AbangDa and Abang Apiz including Shasha, Qim, Lihin and myself bullied Danish. AbangDa was like, hugging Danish tightly, tak bagi dia escape. Then, AbangDa passed Danish to Qim, Qim did the same thing too. AbangDa opened Danish's jeans, and wanted to opened his boxers. HAHAHA. Abang Apiz masukkan tissue pat dalam Danish punya boxers. He was crying very badly siak. Then, Abang Apiz took his camera and took a picture of Danish crying. Everybody laughed at him. HAHAHAHA. I got the picture/video of him crying too! Only tht, I can't put it in the laptop-.- Musibot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's fast forward. Panjang cerita. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Did bullied Danish:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, it was time for my family to go home): Salam-ed semua orang. Qim, Shasha, Lihin and I still got the time to bully Danish while waiting for Qim's mom to bungkus makanan for my family. We kept on telling Danish to disturb Mak Ena about the snake thingy. Hahahahah. And Danish did it. Mak Ena freaked out. All of us laughed. Then, Mak Ena quickly took a knife. HAHA! Danish broke down and cried badly. Qim and I quickly took out our phones and took a picture of him crying. HAHAHAHA. Haaaaaa, I love my cousins. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Qim's house with a heavy heart. I'm sure tht there's no freetime for my family to go to his house again since school's re-opening in three days' time, I think. Very sad you know. And in three days' time, internet's gonne be cut off. And you people will rarely see me online. Or update my blog. Booo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I guess tht I'll end my post here then. Goodbye people.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR IN ADVANCE&lt;/strong&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will end this with Shake Remix :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Ger2JtO_7b/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Ger2JtO_7b/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-3445971437151777574?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3445971437151777574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=3445971437151777574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3445971437151777574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3445971437151777574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-hello-just-came-back-from-qims.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-1775661000494951913</id><published>2007-12-29T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T12:25:38.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up @ 11.52am and 41 seconds today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm .. Feel quite quiet uh since bro went to&lt;br /&gt;Port Dickson today): I can't belive I'm saying this but&lt;br /&gt;I kinda miss him already. We're already in good&lt;br /&gt;condition you know! Bleargh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update later k. Quite lazy to update. &lt;br /&gt;Will be going out later on with dad to take&lt;br /&gt;the passport-sized photo. Troublesome&lt;br /&gt;eh Secondary School. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah lah. Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-1775661000494951913?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1775661000494951913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=1775661000494951913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1775661000494951913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1775661000494951913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/woke-up-11.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-1261911805310800921</id><published>2007-12-28T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T12:20:56.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleeding love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I don't knw wht to update.&lt;br /&gt;Er. Oh yea, hanged on the phone with Boyfriend &lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon. He's jealous of the 7 year old boy who &lt;br /&gt;got visited by Ronaldo, HAHA. Then he some sort of.. "Cried". &lt;br /&gt;Haha. Kept on repeating, "Ronaldoooo.. dtg lah sini..." &lt;br /&gt;Desperate kan dia.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to meet him and Nana on the first day of school (:&lt;br /&gt;Nana, aku miss kau siaaaal. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;Oh! And Rat too. AND! Syarifah too. ):&lt;br /&gt;AND! AND! FAN TOOOOO! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I asked Bf on how many subjects I have to&lt;br /&gt;pass in order to be promoted to Express in Sec2. &lt;br /&gt;And he did told me how. Kk, I'm definitely not&lt;br /&gt;passing my maths. Haha. Perhaps other subjects? &lt;br /&gt;Uhhhh, maybe I should not think of it NOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Bf and I did some flashbacks. Like, how long&lt;br /&gt;could we last if his dad didn't find out about us&lt;br /&gt;in the month of June. Then, kite gado pasal height kiteorang. &lt;br /&gt;No fair sial, dier makin tinggi. Slow nye aku grow)=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well, I still haven't finish writing my names on my &lt;br /&gt;school books yet. Malas seh. ): &lt;br /&gt;Ah, how am I going to survive next year. &lt;br /&gt;No internet. No chaaats. No hanging out. &lt;br /&gt;Wait. Probably I'll hangout in the first five days. &lt;br /&gt;Agaknye eh, maximum time aku untuk balik is 2pm &lt;br /&gt;afta the first five days. O.O&lt;br /&gt;Wht I knw is tht, I'm not allowed to &lt;br /&gt;return home at 5pm, like always-.- &lt;br /&gt;Mcm kena grounded siak. But it's okay, it's for&lt;br /&gt;my own good. All I knw is tht I'm only able to&lt;br /&gt;use the internet during weekends only. &lt;br /&gt;Boring nyeeee)=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think tht I'm about to forget everything already. &lt;br /&gt;Everything as in, my english, maths, science, and even malay. &lt;br /&gt;Oh noooooooo. Malay aku nak dekat karat, ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku better buck up sial. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe not now. (See wht I mean?! I'm toooooo lazy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. I better get rid of my lazyness &lt;br /&gt;to have a bright, bright future. And wht I knw is, &lt;br /&gt;I &lt;B&gt;can't&lt;/b&gt; meet up with Bf at certain point of times.&lt;br /&gt;Kena study mah. Gosh. How am I suppose to survive. :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough blabbers. &lt;br /&gt;Aku lapar. Milo dah habis. &lt;br /&gt;Dad's fetching mum. BOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;Abang tak nak cook kan aku, guarantee. &lt;br /&gt;Pssst, I don't knw how to cook. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Bye lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-1261911805310800921?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1261911805310800921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=1261911805310800921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1261911805310800921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1261911805310800921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-3243633017948869776</id><published>2007-12-28T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:27:25.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been betrayed. &lt;br /&gt;I'm living in a world of lies. &lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to face more. &lt;br /&gt;Whtever it is, whtever it takes,&lt;br /&gt;I'm never giving up, even if IT brings me down, &lt;br /&gt;and tear me apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been betrayed. Tht's all &lt;br /&gt;I could think of. &lt;B&gt;BETRAYED&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But it's never bringing me down. &lt;br /&gt;Even if I can't do anything, &lt;br /&gt;I knw one thing tht I CAN do. &lt;br /&gt;And, let tht be a secret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9.44am today. I don't get it. &lt;br /&gt;I'm waking up early whenever there's no outings. &lt;br /&gt;But it's hard for me to wake up whenever there IS an outing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how hard issit for me to wake up nxt year, *gulps*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't pack my school stuffs yet, and I haven't buy &lt;br /&gt;my stationaries yet too. AND I'm feeling happy/excited/worried/sad(?)&lt;br /&gt;for nxt yr. I hate it whenever I have these feelings-.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm. I don't knw wht to update anymore. &lt;br /&gt;And, I'm currently sleepy. But I can't go back to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;Oh fuck)=  I miss Boyfriend. &lt;br /&gt;And I can't wait to meet my friends when school reopens. &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-3243633017948869776?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3243633017948869776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=3243633017948869776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3243633017948869776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3243633017948869776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/ive-been-betrayed.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-6711330287699861272</id><published>2007-12-27T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T23:54:21.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back. k, i seriously love my cousins. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanging out with them made me have asthma-.-&lt;br /&gt;well, we all were reading tahlil lah kan. &lt;br /&gt;then, danish went to his dad and farted loudly. &lt;br /&gt;at first i thought tht he made the fart sound. &lt;br /&gt;then mom whispered, "dia kentut. haha!" &lt;br /&gt;shasha, qim, myself and lihin laughed our ass off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, afta we ate, we played arnd. &lt;br /&gt;shasha and i were talking and talking. &lt;br /&gt;then, qim and lihin joined us. well, &lt;br /&gt;we decided to embarrass danish since he can't&lt;br /&gt;sit down. monyet kena blacan katakan. -.-&lt;br /&gt;we planned this ; when danish looked away, we pull &lt;br /&gt;down his pants. heee:D&lt;br /&gt;yessa, we did tht. lihin said tht his&lt;br /&gt;bird mcm kude. HAHA! danish cried. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, danish took this toy snake and threw it&lt;br /&gt;at our aunt, Mak Ena. Mak Ena ran away siak!&lt;br /&gt;we kept on laughing and laughing continuesly. &lt;br /&gt;smpi nangis yOoOoU! hahahaha. mak ena went to &lt;br /&gt;the kitchen and took a big big knife. we all went, &lt;br /&gt;OHOR. DANISH KENE SUNAT! HAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;he ran to his mom and cried sial. hahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;qim, myself, shasha and lihin laughed non-stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i bought a watch for qim from vivo:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, then, went home. and chatted. &lt;br /&gt;looks like shasha is really related to syakila. &lt;br /&gt;no wonder, the way they type are the same. &lt;br /&gt;gah. pape lah. i should just forget about this &lt;br /&gt;and move on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i feel really blessed having friends like those&lt;br /&gt;who defended me just now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess tht i'm done. &lt;br /&gt;byebye people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;B&gt;can i even trust you again?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-6711330287699861272?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6711330287699861272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=6711330287699861272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6711330287699861272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6711330287699861272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/back.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-916359953551214878</id><published>2007-12-27T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T19:25:58.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't care abt spammers anymore-.- &lt;br /&gt;so tkpelah. sape yg missed the "freeshow", &lt;br /&gt;dipersilakan bace. aku tak malu lah of wht they&lt;br /&gt;said, cos, i don't feel offended at all. &lt;br /&gt;blocked the two spammers. one of them had&lt;br /&gt;the same ip add with syakila. so, aku &lt;br /&gt;nak test test sikit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIAA, ACHA, SAN, ZAHRA, SAB, and any others, &lt;br /&gt;thanks for help while i'm gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to vivo jst now and watched I AM LEGEND with fam. &lt;br /&gt;FINALLY. then, shopping. then, home. &lt;br /&gt;had fun. the movie's great. tapi, bnyk scene bleh&lt;br /&gt;bagi heart attack. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, nga siap siap nak gy Qim's hse. &lt;br /&gt;bought a present for him:D&lt;br /&gt;k lah. gtg. will update later on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-916359953551214878?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/916359953551214878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=916359953551214878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/916359953551214878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/916359953551214878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-dont-care-abt-spammers-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-1153467156972146458</id><published>2007-12-26T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T12:55:51.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stayed up till 3.17am ytd. &lt;br /&gt;Had a VERY nice chat with YANNY:D&lt;br /&gt;Eh, she's a nice person tau. Nice to chat with. &lt;br /&gt;All night we've been talking abt bgr (not burger tau) stuffs, &lt;br /&gt;HEH. :DD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep. Well, I fell asleep at arnd.. 4am?&lt;br /&gt;And woke up @ 7.54am today-.-  Terpakse. &lt;br /&gt;Afta aku siap-siap, I camwhored for awhile. &lt;br /&gt;Check it out at my friendster k. &lt;br /&gt;Then, went to Wdl and change the uniform.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to this where-I-don't-know place.&lt;br /&gt;And had breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to BnS, bought some stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afta tht, went home straight and tried out the uniform. &lt;br /&gt;Skirt ketat siol, uniform aje ok. I guess tht I need to go to&lt;br /&gt;Wdl again on Thurs and change the skirt, LECEH AH! &gt;:@&lt;br /&gt;Wht I knw is tht, Mom will be talking alot when she comes with&lt;br /&gt;us on Thurs. Better bring some cottonbuds, hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I guess tht I'll go off. &lt;br /&gt;And, Nana's webcamming with Boyfriend. &lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend pun nga chat ngn aku. Whooooo!&lt;br /&gt;She said tht Boyfriend nye hair getting longer.&lt;br /&gt;Tu lah. Dah suruh potong, tak mau potong. &lt;br /&gt;Nnt DM potongkan baru tau. KWANGKWANGKWANG! &lt;br /&gt;xP Yet, I still love him. Wheeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sorry for the short post. &lt;br /&gt;Aku ngantuk and lazy. Hee. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;P/S: He's singing Memang Khilafku sial. " Ohhhh, oh zalikhaaaa. " HAHAHA. Heart attack sial aku. Plus, I loveeeee NANA:D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-1153467156972146458?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1153467156972146458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=1153467156972146458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1153467156972146458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1153467156972146458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/stayed-up-till-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-221298301325957878</id><published>2007-12-26T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:26:48.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R3EnYqzsLLI/AAAAAAAAAVw/YFuT6HKdSNo/s320/image-upload-127-785446.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147939153822624946" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:none; cursor:none;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R3EnY6zsLMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/hsv-n0OnYdw/s320/image-upload-70-773422.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147939158117592258" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sup? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Woke up @ 1.30pm today. And played PSP.&lt;br /&gt;Afta tht, siap to go to Cwp and Qim's hse. &lt;br /&gt;Uncle's bday lar. Then, afta we(Dad, bro &amp; I) bought a present&lt;br /&gt;for my uncle, went to Qim's hse. Makan-makan pat sane. &lt;br /&gt;My uncles and aunties were like, "Wah, Ikha da potong&lt;br /&gt;rambot seeeeehhhh! Lawa seeeeeeeh!" Hoho. &lt;br /&gt;I jst smiled. Hehe. Sat with Shasha and Qim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Qim, Lihin, Danish, I and Shasha were playing with&lt;br /&gt;this toy rat. At first aku ingatkan tu taik siak. &lt;br /&gt;HAHA. K, then, we were like, throwing it here and thr. &lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the rat landed somewhr near my aunt, Mak Ena. &lt;br /&gt;SHE JUMPED SIAK. HAHAHAHAHA. Qim, Shasha, Lihin and I&lt;br /&gt;were laughing our ass off! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was time for me to fetch my mom)= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afta we fetched mom, we bought cake for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Then, went home. Ate the cake. &lt;br /&gt;Then watched Ice Age and Ice Age 2. &lt;br /&gt;Kekek nak mampos sial. Heeeeeee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, watching MTV.&lt;br /&gt;Mom's beside me. Sleeping-.-&lt;br /&gt;OH SHI-YAT. I need to go to sleep now. &lt;br /&gt;Tmr kena pergi Woodlands, again. To change&lt;br /&gt;uni and skirt. AH, must wake up early. &lt;br /&gt;Fuck. K lah. BYEBYE. And, QIM'S BIRTHDAY IS&lt;br /&gt;COMING SOOOON! WHEEEEEEEEEEE!:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;B&gt;I love you so much, I'm yearning for your touch. I will never let you go and, I will always love you so.&lt;/b&gt; "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-221298301325957878?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/221298301325957878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=221298301325957878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/221298301325957878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/221298301325957878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/come-and-set-me-free-forever-yours-ill.html' title='Come and set me free, forever yours I&apos;ll be.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R3EnYqzsLLI/AAAAAAAAAVw/YFuT6HKdSNo/s72-c/image-upload-127-785446.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-4462316129862438570</id><published>2007-12-25T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:26:49.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='backstabber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:none; cursor:none;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2_cI6zsLHI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/gvf4zo4g0W0/s320/hohoho+-+zacky+oi!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147574944890891378" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:none; cursor:none;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2_cI6zsLII/AAAAAAAAAVY/HKy28AkAWMs/s320/1_330551488l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147574944890891394" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:none; cursor:none;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2_a3KzsLGI/AAAAAAAAAVI/RO1w3d2L4Cw/s320/HOHOHO+-+ZACKY!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147573540436585570" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, ZACKY'S WISHING YOU A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS! HOHO!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, I really can't stop laughing seeing tht picture of Zacky. &lt;br /&gt;Dier Santa aku tau, HAHA. K la, crap. &lt;br /&gt;Since boyfriend dqwkldneoiufed(?), lebih baik Zacky &lt;br /&gt;jadi scandal aku kan, hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't sleep. Mom and I are in good condition. &lt;br /&gt;And, I'm missing Syg so, so much. &lt;br /&gt;And, I'm going out tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I have nth to update abt. Aku lazy. &lt;br /&gt;K bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/uwv-09MDpJ/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/uwv-09MDpJ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;B&gt; My friends rawk my ass. My cousins rawk my life. YOU rawk my world.&lt;/b&gt; "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-4462316129862438570?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4462316129862438570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=4462316129862438570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4462316129862438570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4462316129862438570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/hahaha-zackys-wishing-you-very-merry.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2_cI6zsLHI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/gvf4zo4g0W0/s72-c/hohoho+-+zacky+oi!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-1566105182929638490</id><published>2007-12-24T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T21:59:30.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things I did just now : Quarelled with parents &amp; bro/kicked the pillow when bro was lying on it. &lt;br /&gt;Mood : &lt;u&gt;FCUKED UP&lt;/U&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't knw wht's happening to me these days. I feel so easily pissed, I kept on losing my temper. I kept on quarelling with my family. I kept on throwing my temper at my brother. Wht's happening to me? WHY is this happening to me? &lt;br /&gt;Why does every moment have to be so hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a mess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anisa called. She told me to go to her house tmr. Well, I wanted to go. But, my parents are the problem. When I asked my mom for permission, she said, "Kau asyik-asyik kluar je. Merayap je eh, rumah Anisa ni pat mane ah?" I was like, FCUK seh. I didn't went out everyday kan. I didn't go home late at night kan. I only went out with dad these week. Did I went out with my friends these week? Noooooooo. Mom, are you dreaming? Are having a nightmare? Short term memory? Ah, I knw this is rude but, whtever seh. I've obeyed you all this while and this wht you give in return. I know tht you're just right beside me, but what do I care seh? I'm letting out my anger. Hah, you never knw how I feel all this while, don't you? You don't understand how a kid/teen feels eh. OHHH, I forgot. You're an adult. Anisa, sorry tht I can't go to your house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I do is wrong. Everything I say is wrong. You're making me worst day by day. I don't knw why you make me angry &lt;B&gt;each&lt;/b&gt; day. I'm such a mess in your eyes. Am I giving you pain? It's better if I don't exist eh kan Ma. Cos everything I do is wrong to you. &lt; /3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-1566105182929638490?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1566105182929638490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=1566105182929638490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1566105182929638490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1566105182929638490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/things-i-did-just-now-quarelled-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-5074330382249585756</id><published>2007-12-24T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T16:02:37.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fine, oh fucking fine. Since most people wanne see me with my hair, my fcukiinnnggg oh so short hair, just see it in my friendster. Uhhhh, tgk puas-puas la eh. -.- Boyfriend begged me to take a picture of myself with my hair. Well.. Demi cintaku terhadap dia (chey chey), aku ambik uh. AHH. I showed him the picture. And he was like ... Ok, aku tak mau beritahu. Malu lah sia. Haha. Mahn, I so love him, whoooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, he's off to jkwedniuetnpsidbhntp(?). K, don't ask me wht's tht. Well, even if you ask, I won't aswer it, hoho. And, he made me melt. Oh lala. I love you lah seh. Oh wheeeeeeeee. Haha. I thought that I wouldn't love him alot just like I did in the old times when I accepted him for the second time. I guess I was wrong. Hehe, he changed my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Oh yes, I'll be meeting my members on the 3rd Jan. Can't meet 'em on the 1st day cause Rat will be having her camp till the second day. Fcuk seh, Woodlands tak ada. )= Pape lah. Hmm ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. Oh so fuken bored. When will I meet up with boyfriend seh? I miss him so damn fuken much. Ah, I guess tht I'm addicted to the word FCUK. Since ytd sial. Ahh. I don't even know wht day it is today. Oh man, wht's gonna happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaaaaaah, bye lar. Dad's home. Oh, and I find myself lazy to blog/online these days. And tht's a good sign! Don't ya think so? Cos, this will make me NOT get caught up with the laptop all the time. Maybe, I can survive without the laptop next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-5074330382249585756?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5074330382249585756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=5074330382249585756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5074330382249585756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5074330382249585756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/fine-oh-fucking-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-5735655905512260743</id><published>2007-12-24T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T14:00:15.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;OH FCUK. I MISS MY LOVE. AND CURSE THE AUNTY. I'M NOT GONNE POST ANY PICTURES. SORRY. AND BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-5735655905512260743?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5735655905512260743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=5735655905512260743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5735655905512260743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5735655905512260743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-fcuk.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-2917312016933863986</id><published>2007-12-23T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T14:49:12.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>K, wassup seh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bored right now. And currently listening to Trance musics. Hoho. Ouh well. Woke up @ 12.15 today. Like f seh, I had a weird nightmare about Siling, again. Ahhhhh, officially missing you people. Esp Irfan, Rat, Nana. AHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Time really flies. In two weeks, school will be open. And some schools are having camp. Gah, no fair. And, dad says tht, if I join NPCC, and the camps are on Satuday,  I can't go. Nabey. Cos, I'll be having my religious class on Saturday. Nabeyyyy. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't knw why I'm so into camps. I myself had high fever during my primary 5 camp, homesick sial. But now, I don't knw why I'm eager to go to camps. Hopefully, I won't have high fever and cry my heart out like last year eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmpf, dad just called. He told me tht he'll be bringing me to have my haircut today. Hopefully, it will turn good. Hoho-.-  Then, after the haircut, I'll be taking 3 passport sized photos for my ez-link card. AH. Dah lah aku nga ade !@#242!@#. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;=.=&lt;/big&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-2917312016933863986?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2917312016933863986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=2917312016933863986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2917312016933863986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2917312016933863986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/k-wassup-seh-i-feel-bored-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-1393139756221190215</id><published>2007-12-22T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T16:06:56.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaints'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="NPCC logo" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b313/scss_npcc/npcc_logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I so can't wait to join NPCC, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, Woodlands is a nice and fun place.&lt;br /&gt;But, the rules. I hate the rules.&lt;br /&gt;I've broke almost all rules in Si Ling.&lt;br /&gt;But in Woodlands? There's waaayyy too much&lt;br /&gt;rules in thr. No ankle socks, hair must be tidy,&lt;br /&gt;uniform must be tucked in at all times. Blablablabla.&lt;br /&gt;I;ve broke all those rules in Si Ling.&lt;br /&gt;Vandalism? Done, on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mahn, how come some sec schools can have ankle socks?&lt;br /&gt;And why must the skirt must be below the knees? &lt;br /&gt;Aku tak nak jadi nerd siak. K, how about, I observe some &lt;br /&gt;pupils first. See if they do/wear all those stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;And if majority of them do/wear all those, I think I'm &lt;br /&gt;gonna try doing it. Hahaaaaaa, seriously, I hate socks &lt;br /&gt;tht aren't ankle socks, and also tucking in my shirts AND &lt;br /&gt;also long skirts. My legs will look short if I wear long skirts,&lt;br /&gt;eventhough I AM short-.- But, the fun/best part is, there's&lt;br /&gt;a Western Food stall. Hoho, tht means ade Fish and Chips kan? &lt;br /&gt;*Grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I need to get used to this place. And I sure am&lt;br /&gt;gonna miss Si Ling alot. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I'm not ready yet to be a Secondary One student.&lt;br /&gt;8 subjects. Can I even cope with 8 subjects?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-1393139756221190215?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1393139756221190215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=1393139756221190215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1393139756221190215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1393139756221190215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-so-cant-wait-to-join-npcc-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-5087441313839830614</id><published>2007-12-22T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T13:53:59.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random emotions'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel estatic entering Woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I feel worried and sad. &lt;br /&gt;Estatic cos I wanne join a new CCA,&lt;br /&gt;which is NPCC. The reason tht I feel worried/sad is&lt;br /&gt;because I'm separating with my friends,&lt;br /&gt;and worried tht I'll lose them. Esp with the one whom&lt;br /&gt;I've been friends with for 8 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard all the stories about&lt;br /&gt;NPCC. Gah, I so wanne join it. &lt;br /&gt;Red cross mcm leceh ah. :/&lt;br /&gt;Netball trainings for secondary schools&lt;br /&gt;are troublesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well. I feel tired. Didn't have enough sleep &lt;br /&gt;today. And the uniform shop in school isn't open. &lt;br /&gt;Fxck sial. Oh, and brother wanne use the car today, &lt;br /&gt;so I can't go and have my haircut today, &lt;br /&gt;and also buy a new school bag. Already bought the&lt;br /&gt;shoes though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh.. Till here then?&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-5087441313839830614?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5087441313839830614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=5087441313839830614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5087441313839830614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5087441313839830614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-feel-estatic-entering-woodlands.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-1407023484300915138</id><published>2007-12-21T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:26:49.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rusty english'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:none; cursor:none;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2tVK6zsLDI/AAAAAAAAAUw/x_QM2NS-5vw/s320/image-upload-44-769981.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146300645274037298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6.35am automaticly today eventhough&lt;br /&gt;my hp rang more than three times. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;Showered and wore my school uniform. &lt;br /&gt;I knw it's early to be ready but, &lt;br /&gt;I need to follow my dad to send my mom &lt;br /&gt;to work, then he'll send me to Woodlands Sec. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school was nice. Big. Dad and I almost got lost. &lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Oh, dad said something when he saw Woodlands Sec&lt;br /&gt;boys thr. "Fullamak, handsome ah laki laki ni sume! Mesti Ikha suke, &lt;br /&gt;kan?" I was like, "Eeeeeeeeeee! Nerd nerd ayah ckp handsome?!" &lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Jahat seh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought my books and uniform. &lt;br /&gt;And I found out tht I'm in the same class as Aidi. &lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOO, AIDI?! Mahn-.- &lt;br /&gt;Then, Aisyah, my madrasah friend, are in the same school &lt;br /&gt;as me too. She's in 1G, I think. Adillah's in 1D. &lt;br /&gt;Woah, cool. Yaani's in 1C. BOOOOOO, so far sial. &lt;br /&gt;And, I'm in 1E. EEEEEEEEEEEEE. When I was in primary 1, &lt;br /&gt;I was in 1E. Mahn, why must it always be E?! &lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHH. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I tried out the uniforms when I got home. &lt;br /&gt;They were like.. HUGE you know. And the skirt was.. &lt;br /&gt;LONGGGG. I need to fold it thrice in order for it to &lt;br /&gt;be on the same level as my knees (you knw wht I mean). &lt;br /&gt;The P.E shirt and the shorts are just nice. &lt;br /&gt;Hmpf, going to sch tmr again to change the uniforms and skirts.&lt;br /&gt;Heeehhs. I hope tht it won't be as long as before-.-&lt;br /&gt;Cos, I'm only used to short skirts, hehe. &lt;br /&gt;Used to folding it maahh:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I wanne go off now. &lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE! Oh and to the p6s this yr, &lt;br /&gt;hope tht you guys enjoy your first day of school next yr, okay?&lt;br /&gt;Takecare pretty people:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-1407023484300915138?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1407023484300915138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=1407023484300915138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1407023484300915138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1407023484300915138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/k-hello-woke-up-at-6.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2tVK6zsLDI/AAAAAAAAAUw/x_QM2NS-5vw/s72-c/image-upload-44-769981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-7393890196727997157</id><published>2007-12-20T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:26:51.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Couple of the day, cheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2qCJKzsK8I/AAAAAAAAAT4/UUJS-yGr0AI/s1600-h/image-upload-39-739819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2qCJKzsK8I/AAAAAAAAAT4/UUJS-yGr0AI/s320/image-upload-39-739819.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146068618255805378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2qCJazsK9I/AAAAAAAAAUA/K4oNoWiEf5w/s1600-h/image-upload-43-728039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2qCJazsK9I/AAAAAAAAAUA/K4oNoWiEf5w/s320/image-upload-43-728039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146068622550772690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2qCJazsK-I/AAAAAAAAAUI/iQmqKi2zSk0/s1600-h/image-upload-39-774200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2qCJazsK-I/AAAAAAAAAUI/iQmqKi2zSk0/s320/image-upload-39-774200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146068622550772706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2qCJazsK_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/eC3rDGTcJCg/s1600-h/image-upload-44-766973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2qCJazsK_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/eC3rDGTcJCg/s320/image-upload-44-766973.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146068622550772722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2qCJqzsLAI/AAAAAAAAAUY/PyzNkHowwS4/s1600-h/image-upload-41-746549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2qCJqzsLAI/AAAAAAAAAUY/PyzNkHowwS4/s320/image-upload-41-746549.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146068626845740034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ex boyfie, ZAFIR! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home from Qim's hse at 10 plus. &lt;br /&gt;We had fun baby! We kept on bullying Danish since&lt;br /&gt;he don't knw how to sit down. =.=&lt;br /&gt;We all were like, " AH! SUNATKAN DIER! NENEK ADE PISAO TU! OHOR! "&lt;br /&gt;HAAAHAH. Then he cried sial. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Best siol dengki pat dier:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going to my future secondary school tmr. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll meet Irfan thr. And maybe, Yaani too. &lt;br /&gt;Gah, I missed Yaani alot. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Oh ya, Aqid called me jst now, and we talked&lt;br /&gt;about wht school I'm going to. Haha, thanks for the&lt;br /&gt;advice ey bro. And thanks for sharing your story. &lt;br /&gt;You really talk alot, thts why it's fun talking to&lt;br /&gt;you. Hahahahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I'll go off now. BYEBYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-7393890196727997157?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7393890196727997157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=7393890196727997157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7393890196727997157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7393890196727997157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/couple-of-day-cheh-ex-boyfie-zafir-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2qCJKzsK8I/AAAAAAAAAT4/UUJS-yGr0AI/s72-c/image-upload-39-739819.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-7384629486866749199</id><published>2007-12-20T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T14:33:57.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everybody got their desired school except me.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s45/complex-city/sheeps.jpg" border="0" alt="mbekkkk"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, &lt;B&gt;SALAM AIDILADHA&lt;/b&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, ytd, had a hard time. &lt;br /&gt;My family told me not to listen&lt;br /&gt;to the bad things my friends say about my &lt;br /&gt;future school.:/ I've made up my mind, and told&lt;br /&gt;my parents to cut off the internet, for my own safety-.-&lt;br /&gt;I seriously gotte sacrifice my internet for the sake of &lt;br /&gt;my studies, lol. Urgh, I can't believe tht I'm doing this.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to Qim's house again. &lt;br /&gt;And Zappa made a big change, I think. &lt;br /&gt;Haha. Then, after the surahs and tahlil, &lt;br /&gt;off to makan. I only ate chicken. Heh heh. &lt;br /&gt;Then, I played with Shasha, Lihin, and Qim.&lt;br /&gt;We four bullied Danish, haha. &lt;br /&gt;It was fun! There's this one part where&lt;br /&gt;we were playing sissors paper stone : slapping version. &lt;br /&gt;Everytime we played, Danish would disturb us. &lt;br /&gt;So, his sister, Shasha, told Danish to go to his brother&lt;br /&gt;and disturb him. When Danish went away, Lihin was like,&lt;br /&gt;" Cpt! Tutop gap! " HAHAH. Then I said, " Letak kaki&lt;br /&gt;pat tengah-tengah! " And when Danish came back, &lt;br /&gt;he cried luh-.-  Qim's mom was like, " Asl nangis? "&lt;br /&gt;Well, Lihin and I looked at each other. &lt;br /&gt;At the same time, we blamed each other. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Pak Ngah was like, " Kite ketawekan dia! HA-HA-HA!!! "&lt;br /&gt;All of us laughed, hahahahha. Gah, I love my cousins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home. Then talked about my school. &lt;br /&gt;My bro still knows some of the teachers thr. &lt;br /&gt;And I told dad tht I have only two fears. &lt;br /&gt;My first fear was me, turning out&lt;br /&gt;and be someone else. The worst side of me. &lt;br /&gt;And also, I'm afraid of losing my friends. &lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHH, only god knows how I feel about this. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those tht helped me out ytd. &lt;br /&gt;Really appreciate it loads, esp Kak Aisyah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, afta tht, I did my prayers. &lt;br /&gt;I felt so, so sleepy afta&lt;br /&gt;crying my heart out-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and while I was returning from school ytd,&lt;br /&gt;syg was being so, so sweet. At least tht cheered me up, &lt;br /&gt;eventhough he told me a long time ago not&lt;br /&gt;to go to Woodlands Sec. Gah, I love you&lt;br /&gt;lah sia. Haha. Zahra, Rasyidah &amp; Sabrina knows &lt;br /&gt;about it, kan kan, kan?! Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah. Since I've updated, &lt;br /&gt;I'll go off now. Goodbye people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-7384629486866749199?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7384629486866749199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=7384629486866749199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7384629486866749199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7384629486866749199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/firstly-salam-aidiladha.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-8205843909910908119</id><published>2007-12-19T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T14:45:05.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;WOODLANDS SEC.&lt;br /&gt;WOODLANDS SEC.&lt;br /&gt;WOODLANDS SEC.&lt;br /&gt;OMGAAAAYYY! WOODLANDS SEC! o.O!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay, at least the school is opposite from&lt;br /&gt;Marsiling. Can meet Rat and Syarifah.&lt;br /&gt;And, at least Irfan and Yaani's in the&lt;br /&gt;same school as me. I love you people.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope tht I can succeed in my studies.&lt;br /&gt;My gawd, I can't believe tht I got into&lt;br /&gt;Woodlands Sec. Should've replace it with Marsiling.&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well, wht to do. Dad's fault, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;Grawrh, wht's done can't be undone. DxPSHxT! -.="&lt;br /&gt;I tell you eh dad, if I go "wrong", don't put the blame on me.&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR. AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, once again, I'M GG TO &lt;strong&gt;WOODLANDS SEC&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;*Screams* *burns* *heart combust* *dies*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-8205843909910908119?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8205843909910908119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=8205843909910908119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8205843909910908119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8205843909910908119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/woodlands-sec.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-3594041946587869002</id><published>2007-12-18T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T22:53:06.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, I'm sure many of you saw my &lt;br /&gt;MSN display name just now. Hell yeah baby, &lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope tht I won't go to Riverside lar.&lt;br /&gt;I hate tht school. :/&lt;br /&gt;Err, those who likes/in tht school, &lt;br /&gt;please don't take wht I said to the heart. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is beating faster, and faster. &lt;br /&gt;GRAWRH, I CAN'T WAIT LAH SIA!&lt;br /&gt;K, sabar ikha, sabar. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better go to sleep now. &lt;br /&gt;Big day tmr yea? Pri6s, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;GOODLUCK TMR!&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeeee! *Jumps arnd*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah. BYEBYE!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-3594041946587869002?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3594041946587869002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=3594041946587869002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3594041946587869002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3594041946587869002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/ah-im-sure-many-of-you-saw-my-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-1188199784968518347</id><published>2007-12-18T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T15:26:43.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4am sial, BIGGEST achievement!!</title><content type='html'>K, hello pretty people!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bored right now. &lt;br /&gt;I so cannot wait for tmr lah seh. &lt;br /&gt;But, I need/have to sleep early today. &lt;br /&gt;Cos I'll be meeting Rat @ 0930am-.- &lt;br /&gt;Pagy siol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we'll be having breakfast @&lt;br /&gt;Macdonalds. Yaye! Kk, hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I slept at 4am. &lt;br /&gt;Watched Spongebob Squarepants, &lt;br /&gt;ahahah. And, I'm quite surprised. &lt;br /&gt;Cos, when mom woke up and saw &lt;br /&gt;me watching teevee, she didn't scold me. &lt;br /&gt;AHA, biggest achievement sial. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;But then, when I woke up @ 1225 today, &lt;br /&gt;I found myself having eyebags. &lt;br /&gt;Now tht just SUCKS. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Rasyidah and I were cracking jokes&lt;br /&gt;on MSN last "night". I seriously can't stop laughing becos of&lt;br /&gt;her jokes! Gah, my stomach was in pain I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I need to do Ezma's blog. &lt;br /&gt;And I only done a little bit of it? &lt;br /&gt;Haha, yeah. No free time lah sey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lar, I'll blog later on. &lt;br /&gt;BYE suckas! Cheh, kidding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Ehm&lt;/i&gt;, BYE PEOPLE!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-1188199784968518347?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1188199784968518347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=1188199784968518347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1188199784968518347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1188199784968518347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/4am-sial-biggest-achievement.html' title='4am sial, BIGGEST achievement!!'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-3433243355213738046</id><published>2007-12-17T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T01:34:53.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img48.imageshack.us/img48/4059/11979000482974mh9.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaa, hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored right now.&lt;br /&gt;Gaaaahhh, I can't wait for 19th Dec to come&lt;br /&gt;mahn! I feel so excited, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Grawrh, Nana can't come)=&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who will follow me to&lt;br /&gt;tshnduroe(?). I think tht Rat don't wanna follow.&lt;br /&gt;Boooo seh. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm sleeping with Mom in the&lt;br /&gt;living room today, yaye! Hahaha, not tht I'm&lt;br /&gt;a momma's girl or smth but, I'm kind of afraid in the&lt;br /&gt;dark. Oh c'mon, everybody has their own fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I think tht I'll sleep late today since&lt;br /&gt;Mom's here to teman me. Wheeeeeee:D&lt;br /&gt;Gah, but I don't think tht my eyes will stay open for long.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Izwan, roarh. &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I miss you baby. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;It's killing me, seriously!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Zappa already knw who's my boy.&lt;br /&gt;And he said tht he wont tell anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Yessa, finally, I can share my secrets&lt;br /&gt;with my 15-year-old-but-childish-attitude cousin!&lt;br /&gt;Mahn, could life get any better? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Oh yea, ade kenduri pat umah Qim lagy this Weds!&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I feel so happy:DDDD&lt;br /&gt;I hope tht Shasha will come.&lt;br /&gt;And, I can bully my prince ( Lihin ) and Danish.&lt;br /&gt;Whooo! I'm also cutting my hair soon.&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaaaaahooo!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah. Till here then?&lt;br /&gt;Yea, otak aku dah blank.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye pretty people! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;I love you more every day, every minute and every second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-3433243355213738046?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3433243355213738046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=3433243355213738046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3433243355213738046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3433243355213738046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/haaa-hello-im-bored-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-7453245014819719550</id><published>2007-12-17T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T02:08:20.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, I went to Qim's house, and damn it was&lt;br /&gt;fun!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked, we laughed, and everything.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't meet up for ages I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Then, when it was time for Tahlil, Qim,&lt;br /&gt;Shasha and myself kept our eyes on the Imam.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, why? Cos afta every surah, he'll somekind like,&lt;br /&gt;clap his hands? HAHAHAH. We'll laugh like&lt;br /&gt;retards whenever he does tht! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snapped some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;And a candid picture of Qim. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then kan, my twin came, you knw!&lt;br /&gt;She's jst a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad says tht her face looks like mine&lt;br /&gt;when I was small. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Zappa wore red skinnies tht time.&lt;br /&gt;Grawrh, I want those red jeans, Zappa!&lt;br /&gt;Cheh, but his skinnies aren't my size, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, me, Shasha, Qim and Zappa did one thing.&lt;br /&gt;We took an ampao ( you get wht I mean ), then&lt;br /&gt;fold a tissue paper. We put in the tissue paper&lt;br /&gt;in the ampao, then gave it to some of our little cousins,&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Gah, I miss our mischevious times together.&lt;br /&gt;And too bad, I can't come to their two other&lt;br /&gt;kenduris on the Eve of Hari Raya Haji and also&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya haji itself. Sigh)=&lt;br /&gt;I guess tht I'm not celebrating my Hari Raya Haji&lt;br /&gt;with my beloved cousins ey, D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm counting down to the day&lt;br /&gt;where I'll meet my friends again.&lt;br /&gt;Yeahp, and it's &lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt; more days.&lt;br /&gt;Mahn, I can't wait. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Madu and I are back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm happy with tht. :D&lt;br /&gt;And, and, and! Man Utd won!&lt;br /&gt;I was serioussslllyy pissed on how&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool played. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha, I wanne go off now.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are below. Enjoy yourself,&lt;br /&gt;and BYEBYE! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e270/ayuni1234/image-upload-51-760190.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sister tht I always wanted, my twin ^^ (pst, my face sucks-.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e270/ayuni1234/image-upload-58-721952-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:78%;"&gt;Qimmmm :D Pst, I seriously/desperately want his fringe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e270/ayuni1234/image-upload-60-709799.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:78%;"&gt;I could swear tht tht's bro's legs. Haha. Me, while watching soccer. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-7453245014819719550?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7453245014819719550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=7453245014819719550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7453245014819719550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7453245014819719550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-sorry-for-not-updating-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-2649083908352148837</id><published>2007-12-15T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:26:51.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This is how the beat drops'/><title type='text'>BLAH.</title><content type='html'>I'm back baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, this week seemed to fly by like lightning.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies so fast. And in another &lt;B&gt;4&lt;/b&gt; days' time, &lt;br /&gt;results on which secondary school the pri6s are out. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is creeping me out. I'm not ready for &lt;br /&gt;Secondary life yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w27/wildenyster/smiley/confused.gif" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm going to Qim's house tmr, yaye!&lt;br /&gt;Yaye yaye yaye! Ehm, going thr cos there's kenduri or smth?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I miss him, and Lihin too! I hope tht they're feeling &lt;br /&gt;better afta wht happened a week and a day ago. :]&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, I'm concerned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, didn't I say tht I watched Alvin and the Chipmunks ytd?&lt;br /&gt;Well, the movie's great! They were simply cuuuuuuteeee!&lt;br /&gt;Esp Theador ( Wdv the spelling is ). I found out tht Jesse McCartney's&lt;br /&gt;the one who created his voice. HAH, so cute. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Alvin is one cool chipmunk, :D  Simon is one cute geek, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and, this afternoon, I get so, so irritated by &lt;br /&gt;bro's singing. Gawd, he sang the song Apologise. &lt;br /&gt;His voice? Hah, imagine his &lt;I&gt;mature&lt;/i&gt; voice,&lt;br /&gt;transformed into somehow like &lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;MIKA'S&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; voice. &lt;br /&gt;HAHA, how fcuking irritating can tht be. -.-&lt;br /&gt;My eardrums were in pain I tell you! K, kidding. -.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fyi, I knw tht my third song is kinda &lt;I&gt;funny&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;esp when it comes to the conversation part, hah. &lt;br /&gt;I started to like this song when I heard it on my cousin's&lt;br /&gt;myspace. I think tht he loves the band, haha. &lt;br /&gt;I knw tht it's full of vulgars. And the song&lt;br /&gt;makes me uber hyper. Haha, I loikeee. 8DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Currently, I'm feeling so &lt;i&gt;blah&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:none;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2PmKKzsKqI/AAAAAAAAARo/ah7y5aD69U4/s320/blah.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144208261761477282" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, midnight's reaching soon. I hate it when it&lt;br /&gt;comes to midnight. Esp when I'm sleeping all alone in the&lt;br /&gt;living room. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. I'll go off now. &lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, and goodnight. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-2649083908352148837?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2649083908352148837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=2649083908352148837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2649083908352148837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2649083908352148837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-back-baby-gosh-this-week-seemed-to.html' title='BLAH.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w27/wildenyster/smiley/th_confused.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-839278461073951949</id><published>2007-12-15T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:26:51.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:none;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2O4d6zsKpI/AAAAAAAAARg/94qEpdFtCtg/s320/119771728638852.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144158023529015954" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 11.45am sharp today. &lt;br /&gt;Raaaahh, I didn't sleep like a baby the night before.&lt;br /&gt;I had nightmare about him. Woke up, stared at the ceiling,&lt;br /&gt;wondering, &lt;I&gt;why am I having nightmares about him?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears formed like fat beads of dew in the corner of my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Wiped them off, and saw my bro reading the newspaper. &lt;br /&gt;That was odd? Why wasn't he at work? &lt;br /&gt;Then I remembered, &lt;i&gt;it's Saturday&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my usual stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;Then played the laptop. I didn't eat till it was 4pm. &lt;br /&gt;'Till now, I'm still wondering about tht dream. &lt;br /&gt;I really hope tht it won't come true. &lt;br /&gt;My heart twinged painfully as &lt;I&gt;those&lt;/i&gt; thoughts flashed through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Should I even think about it? Or should I just be quiet?&lt;br /&gt;Mahn, I gotta deal with my emotions and bury them &lt;br /&gt;deep inside myself. I can't be like this all the time. &lt;br /&gt;I gotta be happy. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;As if it's easy for me to do tht. -.-&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, drop fcuking the subject, puh-lease? &lt;br /&gt;Ok. I feel so bored. &lt;br /&gt;And Rat's coming on the 19th. &lt;br /&gt;Great! I hope tht Nana and Irfan will come too. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didn't do things much today. &lt;br /&gt;And I think tht I spent half of the day&lt;br /&gt;reading 21 chapters of &lt;I&gt;Sincerly Yours My Love, Zacky&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The story's about Zacky and Julianna. &lt;br /&gt;I must say tht it's a sad/touching story. &lt;br /&gt;I miss Zacky alot. And I realise tht I'm starting to &lt;br /&gt;talk about him again. Hooray! Good for me, &lt;br /&gt;and bad for you guys, heh. I know you got fed up &lt;br /&gt;reading my past post, all about Zacky. *Tongues out*&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, he's my idol. *Grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I miss my friends alot. &lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for 19 December to come. &lt;br /&gt;Seeing my friends and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm out of words. &lt;br /&gt;Still thinking about &lt;i&gt;it&lt;/i&gt; though. &lt;br /&gt;Ouh well, wht to do.  I'll go now. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-839278461073951949?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/839278461073951949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=839278461073951949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/839278461073951949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/839278461073951949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2O4d6zsKpI/AAAAAAAAARg/94qEpdFtCtg/s72-c/119771728638852.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-8573610626369473952</id><published>2007-12-14T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:26:51.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Promise me.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Frankly speaking, &lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy with my life right now &lt;br /&gt;eventhough I have everything.&lt;br /&gt;I have everything, &lt;B&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt; except him.&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough he's with me, sometimes, I don't feel like&lt;br /&gt;he's with me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x69/random_natalie/Sad-Smiley.gif" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, I really miss you. &lt;br /&gt;I miss our old times together.&lt;br /&gt;Where there was &lt;B&gt;ONLY&lt;/b&gt; me and you. &lt;br /&gt;Eventhough we've been contacting each other&lt;br /&gt;these days, I just feel tht something's gonna go wrong. &lt;br /&gt;I miss the days where you held me tight, &lt;br /&gt;and didn't let me go. &lt;br /&gt;I miss the way you talk to me on the phone. &lt;br /&gt;I miss those eyes tht used to stare at me&lt;br /&gt;each and everytime. I miss your smile. &lt;br /&gt;I miss the times where you always&lt;br /&gt;stand/sit beside me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times where you sent me back home. &lt;br /&gt;I miss the times where you sit beside me on the bus. &lt;br /&gt;I miss the times where I teased you. &lt;br /&gt;I miss the times where we made jokes. &lt;br /&gt;I miss the times where you make me feel better. &lt;br /&gt;I miss the times where there was ONLY us.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times where we sneaked out, just to see each other. &lt;br /&gt;I miss the times where I see you playing soccer. &lt;br /&gt;I miss those days. I miss the old times.&lt;br /&gt;I just miss you. Honey, do you still remember those times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shed tears whenever I think about those days. &lt;br /&gt;I shed tears whenever I think about wht's happening now.&lt;br /&gt;Syg, I'm not seeking for sympathy. &lt;br /&gt;But I'm just letting out my feelings. &lt;br /&gt;Without you, my nights are cold. Will you hold me closer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;You're the best part of my day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still remember this? D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img294.imageshack.us/img294/3956/mehimfu9.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:none;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2JIFpiXUbI/AAAAAAAAARQ/5ugvlXsy6_c/s320/image-upload-5-705065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143752986297061810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know you hold half of it. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-8573610626369473952?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8573610626369473952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=8573610626369473952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8573610626369473952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8573610626369473952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/frankly-speaking-im-not-happy-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2JIFpiXUbI/AAAAAAAAARQ/5ugvlXsy6_c/s72-c/image-upload-5-705065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-1328279328121132857</id><published>2007-12-14T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T12:47:16.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be yourself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='By yourself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stay away from me'/><title type='text'>Chickywawa!</title><content type='html'>K, sorry abt the post below. &lt;br /&gt;Was too furious lar. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad wanna bring me out today. &lt;br /&gt;Watch movie. Yea, dad's gonna bring me watch&lt;br /&gt;Alvin and the chipmunks since I wanna&lt;br /&gt;watch it so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, oh yea!&lt;br /&gt;Today, I dreamt about school. &lt;br /&gt;AHHH, instead of dreaming about Rat and Afiq,&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt about Rat and Herwan, haha. &lt;br /&gt;Herwan kene sepak ngn nyonya skola kiteorang. &lt;br /&gt;HAAAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lar. Not in the mood to talk more.&lt;br /&gt;BYE &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-1328279328121132857?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1328279328121132857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=1328279328121132857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1328279328121132857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1328279328121132857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/chickywawa.html' title='Chickywawa!'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-6066868244876751173</id><published>2007-12-14T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T12:35:34.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;PLA PUNDEK LA TU MINAH!&lt;br /&gt;PLA BUTOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=wingdings&gt;CKP JE ADE ORIGINALITY SENDIRI!&lt;br /&gt;PLA PUNDEK DIER LAAAA!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAGI ORG MORNING BLUES JE!&lt;br /&gt;FxCKER SIxL KAOOOO. &lt;br /&gt;!@#!@#%!@%@#%%%@##$&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe wht she did to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna set my blog as private.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. But she asked for it!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-6066868244876751173?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6066868244876751173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=6066868244876751173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6066868244876751173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6066868244876751173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/ahhhhhhhhhhh-pla-pundek-la-tu-minah-pla.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-929129307165467179</id><published>2007-12-13T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T23:49:01.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I MISSED OUR TIMES TOGETHER SILIANS AND OTHER PEEPS D:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FACT;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;When you're close I don't breathe, &lt;br /&gt;I can't find the words to speak, &lt;br /&gt;I feel sparks.  &lt;br /&gt;But I don't wanna be into you, &lt;br /&gt;if you are not looking for true love.&lt;br /&gt;No I don't wanna start seeing you,&lt;br /&gt;if I can't be your only one. &lt;/B&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K hello. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Tom And Jerry right now. &lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, c'mon, there's a kid in anybody, right?&lt;br /&gt;WoOoH. Jerry's cute. HEH. :D&lt;br /&gt;Haha. And I'm currently chatting with Rasyidah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text msged Rat earlier in the evening. &lt;br /&gt;And instead of Rat replying my msg, Wana did. &lt;br /&gt;Well, Wana's her smaller sis. I forgot tht Rat went to Tanjong &lt;br /&gt;Pinang. I told msged Rat tht I dreamt about &lt;br /&gt;her and Afiq. Afta tht, Wana and I started to &lt;br /&gt;msg each other, talking about Rat's boyf. Haha! &lt;br /&gt;Wana was like, " Bf akak liz Herwan atau Afiq? " And more. &lt;br /&gt;That shall be low. Haha. I laughed my ass out when Wana told me&lt;br /&gt;something. Hahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, just now I was watching Deal or No Deal,&lt;br /&gt;and my cousin was the person who played!&lt;br /&gt;WoooooOoOooO. Untung lah. &lt;br /&gt;Hehhhhhhs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yar, when bro returned just now, &lt;br /&gt;he told me to help nenek amek her makanan ar. &lt;br /&gt;I remembered wht he taught. &lt;br /&gt;So I did wht he taught the last time lar. &lt;br /&gt;When he saw tht wht I did was correct, &lt;br /&gt;he praised me. And I was like, &lt;br /&gt;" Eh hello, your adek got brains ok. I use my brains-.- "&lt;br /&gt;And he went, " Owh, who knows tht maybe you didn't use your&lt;br /&gt;brains all this while? " &lt;br /&gt;Hah, kwang ajar. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bored right now. :/&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing the person who's known as &lt;br /&gt;" Cristiano Vengeance " . &lt;br /&gt;ALAA, you know who. And Rasyidah and I &lt;br /&gt;made up tht name especially for him. &lt;br /&gt;I miss you holding me lar madu, just like the&lt;br /&gt;old times. Awwwh. D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed our times in the library. &lt;br /&gt;Deardear, Me, Nana, Rat, Jo, Lutfil, Acap and many more.&lt;br /&gt;Creating jokes, laughing here and thr, getting scolded&lt;br /&gt;by Nenek and Boncet. &lt;br /&gt;Kan best dulu- dulu. &lt;br /&gt;Sweet memories remain. &lt;br /&gt;I rarely see Jo and Lutfil these months. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, in my eyes, some days really suck. &lt;br /&gt;I feel like studying. :/ &lt;br /&gt;Wait, naww. :D  But I HATE getting my brain rusty. &lt;br /&gt;Even my english and malay's getting rusty!&lt;br /&gt;Maths? Don't even mention about it. &lt;br /&gt;HAH. = ="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss S5. &lt;br /&gt;I miss Cikgu Ros's lectures and stories. &lt;br /&gt;I seriously miss my second home. D:&lt;br /&gt;And I don't knw if I'll get used to my new environment in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times when it was still fasting month. &lt;br /&gt;Whr almost half of S5 played catching/police and theif. &lt;br /&gt;Girls bully boys, kicking them and all. Haha. Girls rule okay. &lt;br /&gt;I could still remember the times whr Amanda accidently &lt;br /&gt;stepped on Ahmad's kontol. HAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;Amanda, eventhough you're short, you rule okay girl. &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about Afiq and Rat makes me really bored. &lt;br /&gt;HAHA, I mean, &lt;I&gt;asyik dorg jek. Takde couple lain ke?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. K lah. I'm crapping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll better get going before&lt;br /&gt;I talk rubbish, again. &lt;br /&gt;Goodbye people&amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-929129307165467179?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/929129307165467179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=929129307165467179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/929129307165467179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/929129307165467179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-2680107862183579481</id><published>2007-12-13T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:26:54.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VIVO/QWEENSWAY FUN BABY'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>K, let pictures do the talking on how fun I had&lt;br /&gt;ytd! :DD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CuDrRDVuI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dxMxZUyVje0/s1600-h/image-upload-23-742712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CuDrRDVuI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dxMxZUyVje0/s320/image-upload-23-742712.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143302152634193634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CuDrRDVvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/HfU3ZJyPMEk/s1600-h/image-upload-24-706961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CuDrRDVvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/HfU3ZJyPMEk/s320/image-upload-24-706961.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143302152634193650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CuDrRDVwI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ddjiWJ4I88w/s1600-h/image-upload-25-743010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CuDrRDVwI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ddjiWJ4I88w/s320/image-upload-25-743010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143302152634193666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CuD7RDVxI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cKdEgMLiQ-0/s1600-h/image-upload-26-735712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CuD7RDVxI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cKdEgMLiQ-0/s320/image-upload-26-735712.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143302156929160978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CuD7RDVyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/FOR_sEGb_F0/s1600-h/image-upload-26-753007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CuD7RDVyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/FOR_sEGb_F0/s320/image-upload-26-753007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143302156929160994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2Cul7RDVzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/-HOORk8cVD8/s1600-h/image-upload-29-735761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2Cul7RDVzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/-HOORk8cVD8/s320/image-upload-29-735761.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143302741044713266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CumLRDV0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/85DYq-bk6h8/s1600-h/image-upload-30-778661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CumLRDV0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/85DYq-bk6h8/s320/image-upload-30-778661.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143302745339680578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CumLRDV1I/AAAAAAAAAQA/RefDJleFs38/s1600-h/image-upload-38-709512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CumLRDV1I/AAAAAAAAAQA/RefDJleFs38/s320/image-upload-38-709512.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143302745339680594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CumLRDV2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/bf45IFByvjg/s1600-h/image-upload-2-702904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CumLRDV2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/bf45IFByvjg/s320/image-upload-2-702904.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143302745339680610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2D3TbRDV7I/AAAAAAAAAQw/q2pRzdizUoQ/s1600-h/image-upload-23-701646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2D3TbRDV7I/AAAAAAAAAQw/q2pRzdizUoQ/s320/image-upload-23-701646.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143382687565961138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2D3TrRDV8I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/MJmJePIzX1U/s1600-h/image-upload-27-717288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2D3TrRDV8I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/MJmJePIzX1U/s320/image-upload-27-717288.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143382691860928450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2D3TrRDV9I/AAAAAAAAARA/WKe-xLtS9k0/s1600-h/image-upload-36-731481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2D3TrRDV9I/AAAAAAAAARA/WKe-xLtS9k0/s320/image-upload-36-731481.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143382691860928466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I woke up at 8+ ytd. &lt;br /&gt;And tried to call Nana. &lt;br /&gt;But nobody answerd. So pape je lah. &lt;br /&gt;She didn't even called me on whether she can go outing with &lt;br /&gt;us or not-.-&lt;br /&gt;Got fed up and called sab and zahra instead. &lt;br /&gt;and they can go. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;showered at 10+, &lt;br /&gt;then, went out of house at 10.30am. :S&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to reach thr by 10.30am. &lt;br /&gt;but i was late, so was kak anisah. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while on my whr to cwp, &lt;br /&gt;i realised tht my inner baju was &lt;i&gt;terbalik&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. when i reached thr, i saw kak fafa and kak hany &lt;br /&gt;with the cikgus. good thing they didnt saw me. xP&lt;br /&gt;i quickly ran to the toilet and did my clothes. &lt;br /&gt;then went back to BnS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for the others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when all came, off we went to qweensway!&lt;br /&gt;the journey was quite quieeet... &lt;br /&gt;heh. then, we rode the double decker bus. &lt;br /&gt;the bus driver mcm setan gitu. grrr. &lt;br /&gt;anyway, woo, first time! we all so mcm jakun gitu. &lt;br /&gt;kak hany can't stop dancing. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;and i can't open the window beside me-.-&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, when we reached qweensway shopping mall. &lt;br /&gt;we went window shopping&lt;br /&gt;banyak barang i like lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ate at MacD. &lt;br /&gt;sedap la. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;kak anisah kept on being missing. &lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we decided to go to vivo. &lt;br /&gt;yeeeaaay!&lt;br /&gt;first, we went jalan jalan. &lt;br /&gt;then nk gy toilet. &lt;br /&gt;cikgus and kak anisah went in the toilet first.&lt;br /&gt;me, zahra, sab, kak hany and kak fafa&lt;br /&gt;took our own sweet time. &lt;br /&gt;tibe2 je, cikgu lis scared our ass off. &lt;br /&gt;kak hany already ran to back screaming, haha!&lt;br /&gt;cikgus said tht kak hany tk leh keep quiet. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then kan, we all doll-ed up in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;then, me, zahra, sab, cikgus, and kak anisah went out first. &lt;br /&gt;thr's this trolley whr cikgu azna saw. &lt;br /&gt;she took it and told kak anisah to sit on it. &lt;br /&gt;ahahahha. then kan, &lt;br /&gt;cikgu letak kak anisah infront of the toilet door tau.&lt;br /&gt;when kak hany went out, &lt;br /&gt;cikgu pushed kak anisah towards kak hany. &lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha! &lt;br /&gt;i caught the video! &lt;br /&gt;i'll try and upload it kaaaay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to play in the water but it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to vivo's arcade instead.&lt;br /&gt;played air hockey. &lt;br /&gt;kak hany, and i VS cikgu lis and cikgu azna. &lt;br /&gt;best laaaa! kak hany and i won. &lt;br /&gt;yeay! hhahahaha. cikgu tak puas hati and wanted&lt;br /&gt;a rematch. well, cikgus won afta tht. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to pet safari. &lt;br /&gt;got huge huge dogs lah sia. &lt;br /&gt;kak hany kept on screaming. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went window shopping and kak fafa kicked my ass&lt;br /&gt;twice. sakitttt okay!&lt;br /&gt;lols. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then decided to go home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bile nga turun escalator kan, &lt;br /&gt;our mrt was thr tau. &lt;br /&gt;the thing was blinking alrdy. &lt;br /&gt;kak hany told us not to go. &lt;br /&gt;but then, when kak fafa and kak anisah got in, &lt;br /&gt;and when the door was half closed, &lt;br /&gt;i went in. &lt;br /&gt;kak hany, zahra and sab &lt;br /&gt;got left.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha! sempat eh aku masuk. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met them at douby ghout. &lt;br /&gt;then returned to woodlands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zahra, sab and i decided to teman &lt;br /&gt;kak anisah and kak fafa to cwp. &lt;br /&gt;then when they went home, &lt;br /&gt;we (juniors), bought cheeseballs &lt;br /&gt;and then played at the playground near&lt;br /&gt;lai lai minimart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought water. &lt;br /&gt;afta tht, we decided to go home &lt;br /&gt;cos we couldn't hold on to our bladders.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at about 6.45pm? &lt;br /&gt;yeaaa. went home, ate, solat, then slept till &lt;br /&gt;the next day. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha. k, my story has ended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i dreamt tht i saw zacky at cwp, &lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR! haha! cute siaaaaaak. haha, if only tht&lt;br /&gt;my dream's in reality. kan best. &lt;br /&gt;k lah. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-2680107862183579481?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2680107862183579481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=2680107862183579481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2680107862183579481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2680107862183579481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/k-let-pictures-do-talking-on-how-fun-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R2CuDrRDVuI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dxMxZUyVje0/s72-c/image-upload-23-742712.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-8639806671067949203</id><published>2007-12-11T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:27:08.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeayyy, I can go for tmr's outing!&lt;br /&gt;Now the only thing tht I'm worrying is Nana. &lt;br /&gt;I want her to goooooo. &lt;br /&gt;If not, I'll be the only p6!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm just bored.&lt;br /&gt;Rasyidah tak online- online dari tadi. &lt;br /&gt;And.. I'm bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got off the phone with Nana. &lt;br /&gt;She said tht she'll call me later on, at night. &lt;br /&gt;She kept on telling me to tell her stories seh!&lt;br /&gt;But I don't have any. )=&lt;br /&gt;Well, since she wanted me to tell her a story sooo much. &lt;br /&gt;I told her one. &lt;br /&gt;A &lt;B&gt;short&lt;/b&gt; one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Nana&lt;/b&gt; : Ikha, blang aku story ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt; : K la.. Kau nak story kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Nana&lt;/b&gt; : Nak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt; : Ok .. Nari kan ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Nana&lt;/b&gt; : Ah ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt; : Nari handphone battery aku low sial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Nana&lt;/b&gt; : LERRR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Oh! And I told Dad tht I will be going out&lt;br /&gt;with the Seniors and Cikgu. &lt;br /&gt;Kak Anisah said tht Cikgu said not to use&lt;br /&gt;her name as a reason. &lt;br /&gt;Well.. Wht I told Dad is not a reason kan?&lt;br /&gt;Heh. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dad told me to ask Mom for her Ezlink card&lt;br /&gt;since mine is spoiled. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I don't want seh. Wht if Mom tak bagy? &lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOOOOOOOO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, people, please ignore&lt;br /&gt;the Pundek guy on my tagboard. &lt;br /&gt;Tht's Fauzan. He just wanna annoy me, &lt;br /&gt;tht's wht I knw la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, k lah. I wanna bloghop. &lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE! &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;May tmr be the best day ever. [:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-8639806671067949203?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8639806671067949203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=8639806671067949203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8639806671067949203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8639806671067949203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/yeayyy-i-can-go-for-tmrs-outing-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-8658617289597000178</id><published>2007-12-11T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T13:41:56.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madu :]'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Belated 2nd Monthsary'/><title type='text'>Oh nooooo.</title><content type='html'>My gawd. &lt;br /&gt;Time seriously flies!&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't even realise tht&lt;br /&gt;10DEC'07 was ytd!&lt;br /&gt;#!@#$#^%&amp;^&amp;!^%&amp;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, how can it be so fast?&lt;br /&gt;I thought tht 10 Dec is still far away.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH, I guess tht I was enjoying too much?&lt;br /&gt;HAH. How dare you, Ikha. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the first person who wished&lt;br /&gt;me Happy Belated Monthsary was Rasyidah. &lt;br /&gt;Haha, thanks:D&lt;br /&gt;I still couldn't believe tht &lt;br /&gt;ytd's 10 DEC. TEN. &lt;b&gt;TEEEENNN!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K stop it Ikha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, tmr is the outing with Seniors and Cikgus!&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep late today. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAAAAAAA, I'm missing Madu la. &lt;br /&gt;Gaga. Hmmm, I'll update later,&lt;br /&gt;IF I have the mood to do so. ^^&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYEEEEEE. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-8658617289597000178?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8658617289597000178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=8658617289597000178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8658617289597000178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8658617289597000178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-nooooo.html' title='Oh nooooo.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-1735943610623577401</id><published>2007-12-11T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T00:35:21.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aku rindu Madu/Babylove akuuuu.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright.&lt;br /&gt;I'm beside mama right now. &lt;br /&gt;She's sleeping. o.o&lt;br /&gt;Ya la, it's midnight alrdy mah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, went bloghopping jst now. &lt;br /&gt;Bored lar sia. &lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep, but I can't. &lt;br /&gt;Rasyidah just went off. -.-&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people are missing their loved ones now.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays suck, yet it's great. &lt;br /&gt;Madu tak contact aku. &lt;br /&gt;K la, paham- pahamkan je la by wht I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I kept on remembering the times of &lt;br /&gt;me and Madu. Since April 18 2007. (:&lt;br /&gt;Sweeeetest date la. I could still remember the times&lt;br /&gt;when we were close/good friends. &lt;br /&gt;Frankly kan, he mcm slenge la sebelum puberty. &lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEH. *Laughs silently*&lt;br /&gt;Tgk ah you. Ketawekan I aje kan, skg you kene. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I miss his night calls. &lt;br /&gt;When his voice sengao bila malam- malam. &lt;br /&gt;HAHA. xP  And when we got together.. &lt;br /&gt;WoooOoOoooo, tht's whr the fun begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my heart's melting right now,&lt;br /&gt;lol. Our relationship was smooooooooth. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously, all the way, &lt;B&gt;smooth&lt;/B&gt;.. Right until &lt;br /&gt;his dad knew about us. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;He did all &lt;i&gt;those&lt;/i&gt; stuffs just&lt;br /&gt;to save me from his dad. Aww lah. &lt;br /&gt;*Melts* Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who didn't know wht happened, &lt;br /&gt;just read April'07's archive la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Heck, why am I telling you guys stories about us?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roarh, I miss him. &lt;br /&gt;Blearghsssss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I don't wanna go to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go off MSN. &lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, I get so lazy. Even if it's&lt;br /&gt;just onlining in Msn. &lt;br /&gt;Entah kenapa? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time sudah di-checked (Wtheck, suck word?!). &lt;br /&gt;And it's 12.25am. Wednesday's tmr. &lt;br /&gt;Lalalalalalas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I get to knw tht most teens&lt;br /&gt;are getting scolded by their parents cause they &lt;br /&gt;eat sleep play? Wtheck sia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, eventhough I didn't get those scoldings,&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to cherish/treasure my loved ones. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Even my irritating/annoying/pain in the arse&lt;br /&gt;brother. I don't think tht I've treasure my family before.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I always get pissed by them. &lt;br /&gt;But since the death of my late beloved uncle, &lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to cherish/treasure/appreciate things&lt;br /&gt;tht happened, even if I got nagged. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Just like wht Rasyidah says, parents nag at us&lt;br /&gt;when we don't wanna study cause it's to motivate us?&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaah. And I'm like, getting two tuitions for next year.&lt;br /&gt;One is group tuition. The other is one by one punya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go tuition with &lt;br /&gt;Haziq, Sab, Ahmad, Natasha, just like this year!&lt;br /&gt;I love them alot la. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah. &lt;br /&gt;Enough blabbers. &lt;br /&gt;BYEBYEEEEE&amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-1735943610623577401?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1735943610623577401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=1735943610623577401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1735943610623577401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1735943610623577401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-7352826538091989920</id><published>2007-12-10T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T19:13:09.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somehow ~</title><content type='html'>Somehow. The first song in my blog made me&lt;br /&gt;think of my late uncle. :/&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, gotta get tht off my mind before&lt;br /&gt;I burst into tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway,&lt;br /&gt;last "night", at 1am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I kept on hitting the coffee&lt;br /&gt;table. I didn't sleep on the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;Mom did. So I had to sleep on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Groarh ~&lt;br /&gt;Pain lah my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at exactly 12pm in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Dad was usually home at tht time but this time,&lt;br /&gt;he wasn't. Then, when I surfed ( is thr such word? )&lt;br /&gt;the internet, and checked the history lah.&lt;br /&gt;Looked like my dad went to JB. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he came home, I expected him to bring food home.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Ingat makan je ehk aku nie. -.-&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;But he didn't. Only crackers. Bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, Aqid called me today.&lt;br /&gt;And we talked about &lt;i&gt;ehemehemEhemmmm&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I'm sure tht Nana knows. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Klaka seh talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;Kutuk pasal orang. Wheeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana and Nas broke up today.&lt;br /&gt;HAH, apa dah jadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Babylove alot lah.&lt;br /&gt;Nyehehks. Oh, and as you can see,&lt;br /&gt;I changed my blogskin. I was thinking of&lt;br /&gt;putting four of my pictures.&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly, those three people popped in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, just remembered tht Dad had gotten his&lt;br /&gt;salary. *Screams and jumps*&lt;br /&gt;Tht means, ayah bley blanjeeeeeeeeee akuuuuuu!&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;K, that's good news about today.&lt;br /&gt;*Smiles widely*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Bro's supposed to be home by 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;Tht's wht he told me. He told me tht he'll&lt;br /&gt;fix my comp. Time's checked, and it's 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;Where is he?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realise something.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you all noticed it or not but,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't post up any pictures of Zacky anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, penat la upload-upload gambar. xP&lt;br /&gt;He'll come back soon, heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I comforted Aqim ytd, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lar. I've updated and I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;Byebyeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Easier said than done, it's hard for me to&lt;br /&gt;live life like this. It's hard for me to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-7352826538091989920?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7352826538091989920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=7352826538091989920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7352826538091989920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7352826538091989920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/somehow.html' title='Somehow ~'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-3530312791086439501</id><published>2007-12-09T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:26:54.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qim, Qim, Qim, Qimmy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:none;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R1t99LRDVbI/AAAAAAAAAMo/x6yYK_b5-AA/s320/cousins3%5B1%5D2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141841889523357106" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R1t-dbRDVdI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ZXqg2egrl58/s1600-h/rumah+pan+dak2%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R1t-dbRDVdI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ZXqg2egrl58/s320/rumah+pan+dak2%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141842443574138322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how happy we were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd, when Mom, Dad and Bro came back home,&lt;br /&gt;they told me, tht everyone cried, &lt;br /&gt;cos they pitied my cousin, Aqim. &lt;br /&gt;I heard tht Aqim was the one who cried&lt;br /&gt;badly. Argh, sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I knw is, Aqim's the one who's&lt;br /&gt;the closest to his dad. And the part where&lt;br /&gt;he gotta kiss his dad, thts whr he cried badly. &lt;br /&gt;Awww. ): Lihin didn't wanna kiss as he's scared. &lt;br /&gt;Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity Aqim. &lt;br /&gt;But good thing tht my family will &lt;br /&gt;help his family. &lt;br /&gt;Close cousins mah. (:&lt;br /&gt;I'll be thr for him no matter wht la okie. &lt;br /&gt;And now, Zappa's man of the house.&lt;br /&gt;Tht's right, he must show good example to his&lt;br /&gt;family! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, I feel like helping Qim in his studies. &lt;br /&gt;But eh, I myself am bad at Maths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;I never liked Maths.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh great, it's raining now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out with Zahra. &lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go out with the Seniors&lt;br /&gt;and Cikgus. Woooooo. &lt;br /&gt;And I also feel like bringing Qim and the others&lt;br /&gt;out. Cheh, macam aku boleh gitu. -.-&lt;br /&gt;But seriously la. Pity him. &lt;br /&gt;His birthday's coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;He was so, so happy. But then.. &lt;br /&gt;I don't knw how to say it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;K, now you know how much I care for my cousin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I still remembered when we were young. &lt;br /&gt;I was still like.. below fouryearsold or something?&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Then, there's this picture where I hugged him.&lt;br /&gt;Aww, cute lah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la. &lt;br /&gt;I wanna stop now. &lt;br /&gt;Byebye people. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-3530312791086439501?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3530312791086439501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=3530312791086439501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3530312791086439501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3530312791086439501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/qim-qim-qim-qimmy.html' title='Qim, Qim, Qim, Qimmy.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R1t99LRDVbI/AAAAAAAAAMo/x6yYK_b5-AA/s72-c/cousins3%5B1%5D2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-6769837143615254635</id><published>2007-12-08T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:26:54.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rest in peace dearest uncle.'/><title type='text'>Death?</title><content type='html'>I'll do a fast one before I go of&lt;br /&gt;and do my prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today and nobody was at home, &lt;br /&gt;only my granny and myself. &lt;br /&gt;Then I remembered tht Mom, Dad and Abang&lt;br /&gt;pergi melawat my late close uncle who &lt;br /&gt;passed away ytd... That's why I was &lt;br /&gt;emotional. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They still aren't home yet, they're&lt;br /&gt;at my aunt's house. &lt;br /&gt;Mahn, I can't imagine how my late uncle's&lt;br /&gt;family would feel right now... &lt;br /&gt;That's why it was so hard for me to do my &lt;br /&gt;prayers ytd, and I feel so, so quiet today. &lt;br /&gt;I lost someone, eventhough I rarely talk to him. &lt;br /&gt;Argh, Qim and Lihin are the youngest. &lt;br /&gt;Lihin's the youngest among his three brothers.&lt;br /&gt;Only K2. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ala, I'll be there for them no matter what. &lt;br /&gt;And I regretted for not following my family. &lt;br /&gt;Now, to go to my aunt's house, or not to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few weeks ago, my dad's close relative's husband, which is&lt;br /&gt;Tok Mat, passed away. And now.. &lt;br /&gt;Mahn, why now? D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I hope tht I can move on. &lt;br /&gt;I must get used to this. &lt;br /&gt;Dotdotdot was so worried of me ytd. &lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll go off now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:none;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R1p_q7RDVaI/AAAAAAAAAMg/tvQRA-HTK-8/s320/image-upload-12-727593.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141562300037289378" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smallest is Lihin. &lt;br /&gt;Center is Qim. &lt;br /&gt;And the blue one's my late uncle. &lt;br /&gt;Till then, &lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll miss you dearly. D:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-6769837143615254635?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6769837143615254635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=6769837143615254635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6769837143615254635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6769837143615254635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/death.html' title='Death?'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R1p_q7RDVaI/AAAAAAAAAMg/tvQRA-HTK-8/s72-c/image-upload-12-727593.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-7715252286441019841</id><published>2007-12-07T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T22:25:21.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why? WHY?</title><content type='html'>Okay .. I won't update for a few days .. I'm sorry ... &lt;br /&gt;But something tragic just happened to me ... &lt;br /&gt;I just can't cope it .. &lt;br /&gt;I can't .... &lt;br /&gt;*Cries*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-7715252286441019841?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7715252286441019841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=7715252286441019841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7715252286441019841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7715252286441019841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-why.html' title='Why? WHY?'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-478205042122551249</id><published>2007-12-05T18:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T18:55:54.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kk, I'll update tmr, or soon, about wht happened today. &lt;br /&gt;I'll be changing my link soon. &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-478205042122551249?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/478205042122551249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=478205042122551249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/478205042122551249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/478205042122551249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/kk-ill-update-tmr-or-soon-about-wht.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-5600003000167665065</id><published>2007-12-04T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T18:42:51.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two new friends. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e270/ayuni1234/image-upload-6-767116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I came back from Madrasah just now.&lt;br /&gt;It was ok ok lar.&lt;br /&gt;I TERmixed doa Qunut and doa&lt;br /&gt;lepas amek wuduk. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Dad laughed at me when I told him tht otp.&lt;br /&gt;Bluuueeeeeeekkksss. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to the kedai roti with&lt;br /&gt;Adilla. Bought roti la.&lt;br /&gt;Afta tht, I saw Rasyiqah, Hajar and Sharlyn.&lt;br /&gt;They bought bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;Afta buying the roti, said byebye to&lt;br /&gt;the three girls and headed off to Sweet Talk&lt;br /&gt;to buy bubble tea for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Afta tht, bought roti again for my family-.-&lt;br /&gt;Then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, met this girl named Afiqah in the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;In the 901 line ah. She smiled, I smiled too.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we chatted. She's a nicenicenice girl! :D&lt;br /&gt;Yehp, made friends with her. She's from Evg sec, woooo.&lt;br /&gt;The school tht I'm aiming :DD&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw, she &lt;b&gt;almost&lt;/b&gt; looks like Zainab!!&lt;br /&gt;Voice too! Gigi pon. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Zainaaaab la. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K then, sat with her in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Had fun oi! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afta I reached home, I changed, then got online.&lt;br /&gt;Nana phoned me afta tht. Hahahaa, she was too shocked whn&lt;br /&gt;she found out I bought skinny jeans. xP&lt;br /&gt;Ok la. This IS my first time buying things tht I'm not&lt;br /&gt;allowed to wear. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Tkpe lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;Then today, mom called me and said tht she's&lt;br /&gt;at City Hall. She asked me if I wanted some stripe shirts.&lt;br /&gt;Woaaaahh. Of course I said I want them. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess tht that's about today.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And I made friends with two people today. :D&lt;br /&gt;One is Afiqah. The second one is Aqila!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, she's Aminudin's sister. Cute tao!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e270/ayuni1234/image-upload-7-788216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kan? Haha. She kept on staring at me tao.&lt;br /&gt;Then I did wht I always do to little kids,&lt;br /&gt;which is to tease and disturb them. Nyehehks.&lt;br /&gt;(: I love her la. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la. I think tht's about all.&lt;br /&gt;Had fun lah. I taped two vids today in&lt;br /&gt;Madrasah. But somehow, I can't post 'em up. &lt;br /&gt;Ade sumeorang tao. D:&lt;br /&gt;Kk la, I'm done, BYE!&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday's tmr! Yeayeay!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-5600003000167665065?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5600003000167665065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=5600003000167665065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5600003000167665065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5600003000167665065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/well-i-came-back-from-madrasah-just-now.html' title='Two new friends. (:'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-1184595923478789012</id><published>2007-12-03T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T22:33:15.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures ; 02DEC'07 &amp; 03DEC'07.</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;02DEC'07.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img212.imageshack.us/img212/1676/imageupload17736401ll2.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/7805/imageupload14795365yu1.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img212.imageshack.us/img212/6676/imageupload49722276nu4.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, sorry if it's dark-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;03DEC'07&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img140.imageshack.us/img140/1609/imageupload72753855qt5.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img212.imageshack.us/img212/1039/imageupload82712330mh9.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muke aku mcm taik, panas lah sey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one more. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/9454/zackyvengeancelargemsg1pm7.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo, aku sayang both lah :DD&lt;br /&gt;But! Aku sayang yang pakai topi tu &lt;B&gt;more&lt;/b&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeee!! Esp "Cristiano Vengeance". Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-1184595923478789012?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1184595923478789012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=1184595923478789012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1184595923478789012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1184595923478789012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/pictures-02dec07-03dec07.html' title='pictures ; 02DEC&apos;07 &amp; 03DEC&apos;07.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-5169460689220745798</id><published>2007-12-03T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:26:58.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivo City Fun!</title><content type='html'>Kk, I came back from Vivo at 7pm with parents.&lt;br /&gt;And WOW, mom decided to buy me stuffs tht I wanted!&lt;br /&gt;Wht's up with her? But nevermind. :D&lt;br /&gt;An outing with my family is a good way to relieve all &lt;br /&gt;my stress from dotdotdot-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, rewind first k. &lt;br /&gt;Today, I had Muis Lisan Exam lah. &lt;br /&gt;Wah piang eh, susah gile. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't study anything-.-&lt;br /&gt;Except for surah surah lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came late la, like at about exactly 9.30am?&lt;br /&gt;Hah, when I came in, I saw one room full &lt;br /&gt;with boys. The other room was full with girls.&lt;br /&gt;But at first, I didn't saw my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Then, this boy, who looked &lt;B&gt;very&lt;/b&gt; familiar, &lt;br /&gt;told me to go to the room which have the ustaz and ustazah. &lt;br /&gt;Like !$!$#!$% seh, satu kali pandang tu budak,&lt;br /&gt;tak knal tros. Due kali pandang, mcm knal.&lt;br /&gt;Tige kali pandang, mmg knal pon. Tu Azrin lah! -.-&lt;br /&gt;The stayback boy from my sch. He's with Amir. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't knw tht they were in my madrasah too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afta tht, I saw Adillah. &lt;br /&gt;Kk, dah best. Rasyiqah, myself, Humairah, &lt;br /&gt;Hajar, Sharlyn, Zulaiha, Aisyah, Farah and Azira&lt;br /&gt;are sitting around a table. &lt;br /&gt;Best lah. Hajar was like a ... A ... &lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm... Well, I don't knw how to describe it, &lt;br /&gt;but she's funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;Then, they all went "omg" when they saw my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, people were being called to be tested.&lt;br /&gt;Thn, it was Quraisha's turn. Afta Quraisha's turn, &lt;br /&gt;it was Shyarfina's turn. &lt;br /&gt;Afta her turn, it was &lt;B&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; turn. &lt;br /&gt;I went like, Alamak lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went into the room. &lt;br /&gt;Then kan, they told me to read Al- Muruq. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, I read it. BUT! My voice was so shaky. &lt;br /&gt;Then the ustazah told me to read another one lah.&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Bace mane satu yg awak tau bace."&lt;br /&gt;I was like, "Mak, aku tak phm arab pon!!"&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So, I just anyhow flipped the pages, &lt;br /&gt;and told them tht I knw how to read it, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Siak kan aku, padehal tak tau bace pape pon.&lt;br /&gt;So. One of them just read it and I followed along.&lt;br /&gt;AHAH, xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, read Al-Insyirah. &lt;br /&gt;It was okay. Then, I can go off alrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met mom and dad at the carpark, &lt;br /&gt;and they bought me to Vivo :DDD&lt;br /&gt;But, first, we went to City Hall. &lt;br /&gt;And bought two black skinnies. &lt;br /&gt;Wooooo, mom's being nice to me, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like buying more stripe shirts seh. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, round the whole building. &lt;br /&gt;Afta tht, went to Bata. I saw this All Star Converse shoe. &lt;br /&gt;It caught my eyes. *_*&lt;br /&gt;Lol, it was nice okay! But it costs $60+ =.=&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad say no money. Baek siak. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afta we went shopping, we went to Vivo. &lt;br /&gt;Main main ngn bende air tu. &lt;br /&gt;Then snapped pictures of me, mum and dad.&lt;br /&gt;Mama tak tau senyum lah! &lt;br /&gt;Satu satu gmbr muke cramp seh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to Cwp.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Converse shop. &lt;br /&gt;This shoe caught my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;My gawd, it's so pretty lah. &lt;br /&gt;I wanna buy it. Dad let me buy it. &lt;br /&gt;$69.90. BUT! No size for me lar. D:&lt;br /&gt;Smallest size is size 5. Mine is size 4. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R1QGD7RDU0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/xpXqD4EgahM/s1600-R/shoes_iaec1055501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R1QGD7RDU0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/RAYcmCl7wag/s320/shoes_iaec1055501.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139739739255165762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawar kaaannn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, decided to buy another pattern. &lt;br /&gt;Nice also la. Style gitu. &lt;br /&gt;But I still haven't found the picture yet. &lt;br /&gt;When I found it, I'll post it up aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la. Bile nak balek, &lt;br /&gt;someone "sweeted" me. &lt;br /&gt;I turned and eh, it's Amirah laaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Amirah S12. She smiled la. &lt;br /&gt;I also smiled. Then went back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. I dreamt abt my friends &lt;B&gt;again&lt;/b&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt tht I was sith Yaani. Mahn, I miss her seh. &lt;br /&gt;And also the others ALOT. Esp Yana. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gosh, my hair's getting longer la. &lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to cut it. ((:&lt;br /&gt;And I also can't wait for Wednesday to come. Weeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-5169460689220745798?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5169460689220745798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=5169460689220745798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5169460689220745798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5169460689220745798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/vivo-city-fun.html' title='Vivo City Fun!'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/R1QGD7RDU0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/RAYcmCl7wag/s72-c/shoes_iaec1055501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-8412774666173404284</id><published>2007-12-01T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T23:32:06.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>8-9 days straight.</title><content type='html'>Finally! My comp's okay. But since I told bro to re-format it, everything, and i mean EVERYTHING, is missing. -.-  Including my songs lar. Whoa, 200+ of em and now, &lt;B&gt;GONE&lt;/b&gt;. Boooooo, *crying my heart out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind lar. Now, I need to ask people for songs. =.=&lt;br /&gt;I can't download them. Nnt abg aku check. Mcm babiiii. Hehs. And I really miss my members. It's been (refer to my title above) I've been dreaming of them. Today's a funny yet scary one, I guess. Haha. The other dreams? Nighmares. Dreamt tht I lose them. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;i&gt;girls&lt;/i&gt;, sorry tht I can't come on Monday. I got Muis Exam laaaa. Mcm PIG kan. But I promise tht I'll come on Weds. Then we can go out to "ETP" with our other members. Wooohooo! Doa doa kan aku lah yang aku ade alasan utk bapak gue. :D Cos he'll be going to work at 2pm. Takkan aku nak balik sebelum dier gy keje kannsss. &lt;br /&gt;Plus, I hope tht Nana would change her mind and follow us. Ape lah kau Nana, tak sporting. Orang nak blanje pon tak nak! Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Let's talk about my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel frustrated. Just like what I told Nana, &lt;I&gt;I'm tired of acting tht I'm happy. I'm tired of hiding away my emotions. I'm tired of being dotdotdot. I'm tired of all of tht.&lt;/i&gt; I feel so frustrated. I feel like I'm being ... "tailed"? Yeah. I'm stressed up. Like wtf, holidays are supposed to be enjoyable. But MY holidays are so .. So ...... ARGH! I'm stressed up, and it's all because of .... , Kay, tht's for me to know and for you to find out. And, sape sape terase tu korg nye pasal lah k. Aku malas nak layan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, good thing tht Rat and Irfan are here for me today. HAHAHA, they cheered me up! Rat told me how &lt;i&gt;sewel&lt;/i&gt; her sis and Afiq's cousin is while Irfan told me some funny suggestions to tell my dad. Haha. Seeing Zacky's pictures only made me smile. Alah, gambar mane leh bobal kan. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, didn't I said tht I got Muis Exam? Hah, kene hafalan sume. Aku blom lagi hafaaaaal. Tkpe lah. Besok bleh eh. Just hope tht I won't cry like last year, eheh. Nervous lah sial. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah. I'm done. &lt;br /&gt;I'll change the song too lah. I just love&lt;br /&gt;giving people heart attack. HAHAHA. Kk, aku jahat. xP&lt;br /&gt;K bye! And yehp, I terribly miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Wednesday to come! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-8412774666173404284?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8412774666173404284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=8412774666173404284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8412774666173404284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8412774666173404284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/8-9-days-straight.html' title='8-9 days straight.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-2669406170166936751</id><published>2007-11-30T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T23:24:54.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA, sorry abt the song. xPp&lt;br /&gt;But I just love it. *Laughs silently*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-2669406170166936751?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2669406170166936751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=2669406170166936751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2669406170166936751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2669406170166936751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/hahaha-sorry-abt-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-2589690792581086778</id><published>2007-11-30T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T13:24:10.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need them NOW.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img516.imageshack.us/img516/1840/imageupload1725340em0.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img509.imageshack.us/img509/782/imageupload1735156hc7.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img516.imageshack.us/img516/2879/363086274lfp7.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. It's ALMOST the same. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img508.imageshack.us/img508/9771/imageupload1717794qn2.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally made by me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I stayed up ALL night drawing tht Deathbat. &lt;br /&gt;From 9.30pm + till 1am+.&lt;br /&gt;It's not the same but at least it's almost the same. &lt;br /&gt;Haha, I suck when it comes to doing shadows. -.-&lt;br /&gt;And eh, it's hard work okay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep ytd night. &lt;br /&gt;Well, okay, fine, it's been 6 - 7 days straight&lt;br /&gt;I've been dreaming about my close friends.&lt;br /&gt;Now you know how much I miss them, right?&lt;br /&gt;Especially my members ; Irfan, Rat &amp; Nana.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since we've hang out, you guys. &lt;br /&gt;Sorry cos I didn't planned up any meeting or something&lt;br /&gt;cos I'm all caged up since I'm going to NA.&lt;br /&gt;Maaahhhnnnnn. Parent's sometimes don't understand us.&lt;br /&gt;And I take back wht I said about my mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Ckp pat orang je pandai. Kalo ano pat anak sendiri tak nak.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my dad on the 28NOV'07.&lt;br /&gt;I told him how much I miss my friends &lt;br /&gt;and told him tht I don't wanna leave Siling. &lt;br /&gt;He said, "Ye la. 6 years pe. Nnt takkan jumpe kawan sume.."&lt;br /&gt;I replied, "Tu pasal Ikha nak masuk same skola ngn drg! Ayah ni.. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;I told him tht many times but I guess tht he didn't paid&lt;br /&gt;attention -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, how I wish I can go out with my friends right now.&lt;br /&gt;Making noises in the library... Hanging out at&lt;br /&gt;playgrounds.. Spinning in Vista Park till we feel like vommiting..&lt;br /&gt;Drinking bubble tea... Snapping pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, those were the days. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I also dreamt tht I got accepted in Evergreen. &lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I hope tht my dream will come true. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah. I wanna go now. &lt;br /&gt;I hope Anisa's having fun in New Zealand.. Or New York. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm done. And I miss S5 + MT pupils. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img509.imageshack.us/img509/8594/hessocuterb8.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;img src="http://img509.imageshack.us/img509/2157/cutekz0.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, at least seeing his face cheers me up! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-2589690792581086778?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2589690792581086778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=2589690792581086778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2589690792581086778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2589690792581086778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-need-them-now.html' title='i need them NOW.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-233085879444307827</id><published>2007-11-28T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T14:44:44.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When they get back, it'll never be the same.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/1425/imageupload25705054va2.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img518.imageshack.us/img518/5762/imageupload41770201ps2.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/6295/imageupload5724874tz1.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img518.imageshack.us/img518/6263/imageupload280761255np8.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/5500/7067496850fd962140egh5.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, cute kan?!! *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/153/954938926f1b19e3f4cvg9.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SCREAMS* Cute nyeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk lah. Above are pictures of me wearing tudong.&lt;br /&gt;Yehp, I jst came back from taking the Muis Exam.&lt;br /&gt;Arab and Jawi. Quite okay lar. &lt;br /&gt;Arab aku main "ini maini ini mo". Hahahahaahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Jawi ok ok lah. Tricky though. &lt;br /&gt;I was like, whispering to myself seh. &lt;br /&gt;Then ustazah kept on seeing my work. &lt;br /&gt;Irritating tau. Hehehehe. &lt;br /&gt;But she's nice. At least she helped me. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was the second last person to finish it?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. -.- I can't find Adillah afta tht. :/&lt;br /&gt;So, I phoned Dad. He said tht he wanna do his prayers first. &lt;br /&gt;So okay lah. I waited for him. Sambil tu, I listened to A7X.&lt;br /&gt;Nyehehehe. Zacky cute lar oi.&lt;br /&gt;Yehp, I'm reaaaalllyy into him. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit. I forgot to buy bubble tea. &lt;br /&gt;!@#$%#!@! Gr, nevermind. &lt;br /&gt;HMMMMMMMMM. I kinda miss my computer. &lt;br /&gt;No... I meant, I kinda miss the songs in my computer.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, btol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH YES. I seriously kept on dreaming of the &lt;br /&gt;Pri6 SiliAns!! Ahh I miss you guyus loads. :'(&lt;br /&gt;It's been three - four days straight dreaming of them.&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lar. Penat. &lt;br /&gt;BYEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img516.imageshack.us/img516/9684/706749923a6e52cffe0zp1.jpg" border="0" alt="CUTE NYE!"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeeeee! xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-233085879444307827?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/233085879444307827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=233085879444307827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/233085879444307827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/233085879444307827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-they-get-back-itll-never-be-same.html' title='When they get back, it&apos;ll never be the same.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-7557583597140788078</id><published>2007-11-27T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T01:00:40.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomlah bodo.'/><title type='text'>SIAAAAAANNN.</title><content type='html'>Gosh, how bored can it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only 11.33pm. &lt;br /&gt;Besok arab &amp; jawi exam. &lt;br /&gt;Ohor Ikha, ko tak blajar. &lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha-.-  Pape lah, &lt;br /&gt;Mcm aku kesaaahhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole family are sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;Except for my dad and I. &lt;br /&gt;Dad's in his room wathing TV.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I feel so bored, how to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;And I'm not even tired. &lt;br /&gt;I need Rasyidah. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I feel like not going to &lt;br /&gt;Chalet. I don't knw, my parents aren't following. &lt;br /&gt;And I'm not used to sleeping with people whom I'm not &lt;br /&gt;"biase" with eventhough I usually sleep alone on the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I jst hate it when it comes to going to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;Cos I would usually have a hard time sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;And I need somebody to put me to sleep everynight. &lt;br /&gt;Hehe. *Yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neh, I'm still not going to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bored. Bored bored bored.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;But I have to. Only tht I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;Raahh, I talking craps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends dearly. &lt;br /&gt;No, I'm serious. I miss them DEARLY.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH, I miss S5 and S6 the most. ):&lt;br /&gt;Boring siak, bangon kol 10am these few days and go to &lt;br /&gt;Madrasah to take my exam. &lt;br /&gt;AHHHH. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also miss listening to my 11+ A7X songs in my &lt;br /&gt;computer. And I also didn't knw tht bro's laptop a &lt;B&gt;butch&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Lols. Hangs often siak. Grrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm so into Zacky Vengeance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;NOT THE WANNABE!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORING SIAAAAKK. All I did today is&lt;br /&gt;hearing music, watch A7X's music videos (Zacky cute oi!), &lt;br /&gt;and chat. Plus blog. &lt;br /&gt;AHHH, I really need Rasyidah. DDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaylah. &lt;br /&gt;I'm done with my craps. &lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-7557583597140788078?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7557583597140788078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=7557583597140788078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7557583597140788078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7557583597140788078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/siaaaaaannn.html' title='SIAAAAAANNN.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-2905926830499971469</id><published>2007-11-27T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T13:56:46.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian sian siaaaannn..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/1391/896868979ba77f2dcacyy4.jpg" border="0" alt="AHH CUTE NYEEE!"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE NYEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. Sian sian sian lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home at 1.30pm. &lt;br /&gt;Bought bubble tea. &lt;br /&gt;Then stomach pain-.-&lt;br /&gt;Psst, the aunty didn't do my bubble tea well!&lt;br /&gt;Lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's their monthsary. Happy 1 monthsary. (:&lt;br /&gt;Last long okay. Though I don't knw why I said tht but... &lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. Okay, I don't knw till when I'll survive this. &lt;br /&gt;But seriously eh, I feel so... Sempit. &lt;br /&gt;Feel like being free but I can't seem to make a choice. &lt;br /&gt;Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K moving on. &lt;br /&gt;Ayah allowed me to go to Chalet with my cousins. &lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeeee! Well, he did say not to cry &lt;br /&gt;over thr jst like the last time when I went &lt;br /&gt;Camping. -.- K, tu old story okay. &lt;br /&gt;At least I'm with my cousins. Mesti gerek, nyehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah. I'll update later, if I have the mood to do so.&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeeeee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I heard tht &lt;B&gt;he's&lt;/b&gt; admitted&lt;br /&gt;to the hosp?! Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-2905926830499971469?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2905926830499971469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=2905926830499971469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2905926830499971469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2905926830499971469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/sian-sian-siaaaannn.html' title='Sian sian siaaaannn..'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-5209911031250380856</id><published>2007-11-26T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T18:33:22.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roarh ~</title><content type='html'>Okay, blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Madrasah to take my Muis Exam jst now. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't knw tht I knw so many people thr. &lt;br /&gt;Haha. I also didn't knw tht Shyarfina's sitting infront of me. &lt;br /&gt;Haahhh, what a small world. xP&lt;br /&gt;Hakeem and Aniq are in the same madrasah as me?!&lt;br /&gt;Fuh, nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the exam anyhow, hehehehe. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, most of us did it anyhow lah. &lt;br /&gt;Esp yg part Baqa' tu sume. &lt;br /&gt;I did it anyhow. Membabi buta katakan. &lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Then, the last one of tht part kan, &lt;br /&gt;I write, then cancel. Then write again, then cancel. &lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, when ustazah checked, she thought tht I did everything.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, janji "tak leave blank" sua. :DD&lt;br /&gt;Ayah said I was cheating. Haha, cheating meh?!&lt;br /&gt;Lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, afta the exam, I called dad. &lt;br /&gt;Not available. Called again. &lt;br /&gt;Not available, again. Called again and again. &lt;br /&gt;Fed up sia, asyik asyik not available. &lt;br /&gt;So I sat on the railing, like an idiot, calling&lt;br /&gt;dad endlessly. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then, Quraisha tegur me. Nyahah. &lt;br /&gt;Long time tak see dia seh. ((: &lt;br /&gt;I can still remember the times whr we skipped&lt;br /&gt;hafalan surah last year, nyeheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 1pm+, it rained heavily-.-&lt;br /&gt;I called Mom. Mom said tht maybe Ayah's doing his prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I waited. Then called him again, not available. -.-&lt;br /&gt;FED UP OI!~   Then I smsed Mom. Roarh, she didn't answer. &lt;br /&gt;Finally, at around 1.15pm, ayah came. FINALLY TAU!&lt;br /&gt;I went into the car. And complained endlessly at his ears. :D&lt;br /&gt;He asked why I didn't call him. I said I did, like a hundred times. &lt;br /&gt;Then he said tht he didn't receive my call. WTF? His phone's&lt;br /&gt;spoiled! I told him like a million times to change his handphone,&lt;br /&gt;yet he didn't want to. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home, had lunch. &lt;br /&gt;Then ayah went for work so, byebye. &lt;br /&gt;Afta I had my lunch, I switched on my comp. &lt;br /&gt;But! It's somehow spoiled. Mcm !@#$!#$%@ seh. &lt;br /&gt;Grrr, could my day get any worse?!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, so I gave up on fixing it, and used brother's &lt;br /&gt;labtop instead. I told him tht my comp's spoiled. &lt;br /&gt;And he laughed. -.- But hey, I got something to laugh at too.&lt;br /&gt;I'm using his labtop and he didn't knw anything abt it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr, I need my computer to be fixeeddd. DDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I think kan, on the 28 - 30th of Dec,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to Chalet? I think lah. With all my cousins&lt;br /&gt;and Aunts and Uncles from my ayah's side. *Screams*&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaaayyy! Qim said tht my dad agreed? Woohoo, &lt;br /&gt;tht's fun :D  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And roarh. Besok ada Muis exam laggiiii. &lt;br /&gt;Well, at least it's better than rotting at home everyday. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Btol pe, kan kan? (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I seriously miss the P6 Silians. &lt;br /&gt;I guess tht I missed them too much till I dreamt abt them ytd. &lt;br /&gt;Semua ade oi. Pri6 malay ajuurr. (: &lt;br /&gt;ROARH ~ I MISS YOU ALLLLL! Esp... Okay I don't need to mention&lt;br /&gt;it again kan? Hah-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope tht my computer will get well soon. ^^&lt;br /&gt;And when it's better, I hope tht my 200+ music in my music&lt;br /&gt;library wont be missing. D: &lt;br /&gt;Kebanyakkan A7X nye lagu tau. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss Zacky Vengeance. Hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;I jst knew tht he's a left handed person. &lt;br /&gt;Eeee, I'm so jealous of left handed people. &lt;br /&gt;Nyeheh. To me, they're special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah. I better get going now before brother&lt;br /&gt;finds out tht I blog. Haha. [:&lt;br /&gt;Leceh oi, kene clear history. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K byeeeeeeee. (:&lt;br /&gt;See some of you Silians on the 19 of Dec!&lt;br /&gt;:DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-5209911031250380856?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5209911031250380856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=5209911031250380856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5209911031250380856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5209911031250380856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/roarh.html' title='Roarh ~'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-6218987879157221782</id><published>2007-11-25T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T16:13:08.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop, engkau mencuri hatiku!~</title><content type='html'>Hahahaaha, hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jst came back from two jemputans. &lt;br /&gt;It was fun!~  But I only ate a lil bit. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Well, first off, my family and I went to my family angkat&lt;br /&gt;nye majilis perkahwinan. Ayie &amp; Kak Mar kahwin laaahhhh. *Screams*&lt;br /&gt;Nyeheeh, happy for them.  &lt;br /&gt;My family angkat's hse is at 202, jst beside&lt;br /&gt;the former building of Si Ling Prime. While on our way thr,&lt;br /&gt;I think I saw Nas? I THINK only lah.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached thr, fuhhhh ~~  Full of many people lah. &lt;br /&gt;Mak (Mak angkat gue) is a big person you knw. &lt;br /&gt;And I didn't knw tht I was popular over thr. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;When I came there je, people were like, &lt;br /&gt;"Eh Ikhaa! Dah besar eh?! Waaahh!"&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa, we didn't see each other for a long time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also didn't knw tht Mak knws Sheela's and Kak Arina's&lt;br /&gt;family! Whoa, Sheela was looking pretty :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when I sat down, Ira &amp; Angah sang the song Mimpi Manis.&lt;br /&gt;Mak, cute siah. And tht's when my uncle started to disturb me-.-&lt;br /&gt;Hhahahaaaaa, no way, I'm never going to sing tht song.. Unless&lt;br /&gt;I'm at home lah. Heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Then off to the second jemputan. &lt;br /&gt;Normal lah, only tht my cousins are thr, yay!&lt;br /&gt;Afta tht, went home. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to switch on my comp. &lt;br /&gt;Many errors sia, don't knw why. &lt;br /&gt;Curse yoouuu, computer. -_______-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough craps. &lt;br /&gt;And damn, I MISS &lt;br /&gt;IRFANRATNANASYARIFAHYAANIHAZIQAHMAD!~&lt;br /&gt;Sobs, byeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-6218987879157221782?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6218987879157221782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=6218987879157221782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6218987879157221782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6218987879157221782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/stop-engkau-mencuri-hatiku.html' title='Stop, engkau mencuri hatiku!~'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-7032876972201372679</id><published>2007-11-24T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T14:02:14.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucky day.'/><title type='text'>*sniff sniff*</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Flu flu go away,&lt;br /&gt;Come again another day ~~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, lame. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd, when Mom came back home, I told her tht aunt called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alah&lt;/i&gt;, yg cousin aku nye mak lah.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh yes, her. Then I told mom,&lt;br /&gt;"Mesti Busu Ina nak ckp psl PSLE tau." Haha, it was true anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Then, when mom called aunt, I &lt;i&gt;kepo kepo&lt;/i&gt; lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out tht my cousin had the same grades as I do too!&lt;br /&gt;Only tht, I scored higher. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out tht she got bad bad and harsh scoldings&lt;br /&gt;from her dad. But not her mom lah, usually, scolding's her mom's&lt;br /&gt;job, haha. Well, pity her though. Yeahhpp, first time I'm starting to&lt;br /&gt;pity this cousin of mine. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom gave her mom advices. Like, don't compare her to any other child.&lt;br /&gt;Don't scold her. Don't beat her up. Everything lah.&lt;br /&gt;Cos if my aunt and uncle did those to her, she might give up&lt;br /&gt;and think of other things. Wht's done is done.&lt;br /&gt;When mom said tht, I was like, Whoa, mom knows how teens would feel.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisinggg ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's going to Marsiling Sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, my brother got a B for his malay during his PSLE results,&lt;br /&gt;and also O levels, while I got an A. Finally, &lt;br /&gt;I can tease him for something! ~&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, but he teased me for my Maths. Wdv ~~&lt;br /&gt;Maths was hard this year, okay-,-&lt;br /&gt;Many dropped. Many of my friends dropped.&lt;br /&gt;Prelims was easiierrrr, grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Alah, pape lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I've already submitted the Secondary 1 Option Form ytd.&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't know tht Mom and Dad have brains and same thinking&lt;br /&gt;jst like I do too. Haha, okay. Here are my 6 choices -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;1. Riverside Secondary.&lt;br /&gt;2. Evergreen Secondary. &lt;br /&gt;3. Woodlands Secondary. &lt;br /&gt;4. Marsiling Secondary. &lt;br /&gt;5. Woodgrove Secondary. &lt;br /&gt;6. Woodlands Ring Secondary.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, Mom wants me to put Bukit Panjang Govt. High as my &lt;b&gt;first&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choice. But I didn't want to. Skali TERmasuk mcm mane? &lt;br /&gt;Sape susah? Ikhaaaaa jgk. -,-  Hahaaaa, I don't knw why, &lt;br /&gt;but I don't like tht sch. :/&lt;br /&gt;So dad suggested Riverside. InsyaAllah aku tkkn masuk okay.&lt;br /&gt;Heheh, I don't like tht school too. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, I jst remembered tht madrasah exams are starting on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Mcm taik kan, exam madrasah skola lain dah habis, &lt;br /&gt;Andalus pri6 nye je blom. SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSHHH. &lt;br /&gt;And I didn't revise a single thing too. &lt;br /&gt;Cos I don't have yg buku Jus tu. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Even the extra surahs. Adilla will lend me her book by today, &lt;br /&gt;and by then, I only have 2 days to prepare. &lt;br /&gt;Fuh, macam aku kesah gitu. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah. I'm tired. And none of my best buddies are online.&lt;br /&gt;GAAAAHH, byeeee lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-7032876972201372679?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7032876972201372679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=7032876972201372679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7032876972201372679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7032876972201372679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/sniff-sniff.html' title='*sniff sniff*'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-6901809548348406223</id><published>2007-11-22T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T19:55:55.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evg baby. [:</title><content type='html'>Nyeheh, k I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I just got a phone call from my cousin's mom. &lt;br /&gt;She asked about how I did in my PSLE and how much did I attained.&lt;br /&gt;Well, okay, I said tht I attained &lt;B&gt;175&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Nyeheh, she said it was good and her daughter got below then me.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, she's arrogant kan? Look, she got her retribution!&lt;br /&gt;I did laugh my ass out when I found it out. Hehe, &lt;br /&gt;I'm bad, I knw. :D&lt;br /&gt;But at least she passed lah okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I'm quite confused on choosing the Secondary Schools.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, I wanna follow Rat. At the same time, I want&lt;br /&gt;Irfan to be in the same school as me. I can't afford to lose&lt;br /&gt;a friend whose been your good friend since K1. Sape nak lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;Riverside would be my first choice, comfirm, but for Express la. &lt;br /&gt;Mesti tak dapat kan? Hehe. Second, Evergreen, comfirm. &lt;br /&gt;Third? I think I'll put it as Woodlands. &lt;br /&gt;But not comfirm. I'm confused. Irfan wanna put it as&lt;br /&gt;1st choice while I wanna put it as my 3rd choice while&lt;br /&gt;Rat wanna put it as her last choice. I seriously gotta persuade Rat.&lt;br /&gt;Jst like wht I say, I can't afford to lose a precious friend.&lt;br /&gt;Dengar tu, precious oi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I met HaziqYaaniYanaSyafiqahFaizah&amp;Ahmad today!&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I need to do alot of persuading today. -,-&lt;br /&gt;Persuade my parents, and also Rat.. And Irfan too. &lt;br /&gt;I hope tht my parents will be touched on reading the &lt;br /&gt;letter tht I wrote abt giving me one more chance &amp; not to&lt;br /&gt;cut off the Internet. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Now you knw how much Internet is important to me.&lt;br /&gt;Jst like wht Rasyidah said, it's whr I keep in touch with &lt;br /&gt;my friends. InsyaAllah, they won't cut it lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, afta sch,&lt;br /&gt;I went lepak-ing with Nas, Rat, Aqid, Syahdirwan, Zawani &amp;&lt;br /&gt;Amirah at a playground near Lai Lai lah. &lt;br /&gt;All we did was play cards, climbed here and thr. &lt;br /&gt;Had fun thoughhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I love Nas's sneakers. I want them!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Brother was being an a*s today. &lt;br /&gt;Since he scored 217 in the year 1996, and I scored&lt;br /&gt;175 in 2007, he called me stupid. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Takpe. InsyaAllah, you'll get your retribution soon!~&lt;br /&gt;And I knw tht three years isn't &lt;br /&gt;enough to be a C+++ Programmer for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Oh look, I'm laughing my ass out. -.-&lt;br /&gt;C'mon brother, try and label me, and you'll knw wht you'll get.&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahha, I know I'm evil k. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm off. Hopefully, Rasyidah will be online&lt;br /&gt;soon and share her crap talks with me. :D&lt;br /&gt;Byebyebye ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-6901809548348406223?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6901809548348406223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=6901809548348406223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6901809548348406223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6901809548348406223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/evg-baby.html' title='Evg baby. [:'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-6523332921334881839</id><published>2007-11-22T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T17:59:58.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crying over spilt milk isn't gonna make things any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I didn't get express, I still need to study hard. &lt;br /&gt;I knw I've slacked alot lah this year. &lt;br /&gt;And I think tht I knw wht I'm gonne do next yr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;in sch : concentrate fully and not to day dream (like i always do)&lt;br /&gt;afta sch : go buy food or have lunch (hehe, like i always do) and then go home straight&lt;br /&gt;at hme : study study study study till my brain's half dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during weekends : computer time baby!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyahahs, thts wht I told Rasyidah. &lt;br /&gt;I think I'm not gonna tell my parents to cut off the internet.&lt;br /&gt;Kene manage timetable jek. &lt;br /&gt;Plus, I found out tht my arrogant cousin who's clever&lt;br /&gt;went into Normal Acad too! *Evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my parents can't compare me with her anymore!&lt;br /&gt;Yeeeaaayy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dropped my Science. Booo. &lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to study hard. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I felt so ashamed for crying infront of many people.&lt;br /&gt;Hah, I cried till Nana's and Zahra's mum wiped them away&lt;br /&gt;for me. Nyeheh. :D&lt;br /&gt;And congrats to those yg masok Express. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaylah. I don't wanna talk more. &lt;br /&gt;Byebyeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-6523332921334881839?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6523332921334881839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=6523332921334881839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6523332921334881839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6523332921334881839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/crying-over-spilt-milk-isnt-gonna-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-7702236273056980981</id><published>2007-11-21T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T22:36:16.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHH!</title><content type='html'>Okay, post yg ke beraper uhs ni?&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I'm jst bored.&lt;br /&gt;My body's getting hotter by the minute, again.&lt;br /&gt;And when the heck are my parents going to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;How am I suppose to go to sleep if mom&lt;br /&gt;conquered the sofa and dad blasting the volume &lt;br /&gt;from the TV? Bahhh, I need my rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh yes, Rasyidah is on, FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;If not, I'd still be whining all through myself&lt;br /&gt;right now.. &lt;br /&gt;At least someone's here to entertain me&lt;br /&gt;and listen to my crap talks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahh, now I remembered. &lt;br /&gt;3 more days to my Kakak Angkat kesayangan's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I'm as excited as ever, lols.&lt;br /&gt;Have to admit tht they're sweet. Wheeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow wheee, time flies like a blink of an eye, &lt;br /&gt;it's really fast. And the more fast it goes by, the more&lt;br /&gt;afraid I am to leave my dear friends and also my dear school.&lt;br /&gt;Oh c'mon. Dad won't let me out. =,=&lt;br /&gt;How am I suppose to meet them during the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. InsyaAllah, my results for tmr will be okay. &lt;br /&gt;Jangan masok NA sua. Sape nak kan? &lt;br /&gt;And hopefully, I'll go to the same school as my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, wht about Nana? Uhh. She decided to go to a different school. =(&lt;br /&gt;Saaaddd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, I feel like closing my eyes now.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't. And I'm missing YaaniHaziqFaizahSyafiqah&amp;Ahmad so much.&lt;br /&gt;Neh, not missing my regular members cos I jst met them ytd. &lt;br /&gt;Nyeheh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah. &lt;br /&gt;Bye. And I won't post anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Woohooooo!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-7702236273056980981?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7702236273056980981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=7702236273056980981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7702236273056980981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7702236273056980981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/ahhh.html' title='AHHH!'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-4505789742173646856</id><published>2007-11-21T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:01:47.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aku bored.</title><content type='html'>Okay, hmm. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not hawt anymore, lols.&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe jst a lil bit.  &lt;br /&gt;(don't think the other way round)&lt;br /&gt;My temperature's cooling down. &lt;br /&gt;But my body's aching all over!&lt;br /&gt;Nice lah sia. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And eh, I didn't knw tht Dad&lt;br /&gt;would turn out to be angry when he knew&lt;br /&gt;tht Momma did nothing when I said I'm&lt;br /&gt;down with fever. Wooooooooo. Heheh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, every P6s aren't ready for tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Like duh seh, even I, myself, aren't ready yet. &lt;br /&gt;And, my madrasah's exam coming on next Monday, wtheck, &lt;br /&gt;aku tkde buku Jus and surah surah extra, then kene &lt;br /&gt;test on Monday. Baeeekkk, not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm not ready. I'm not ready!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah. I'm feeling dizzy right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;I wonder if there's any cough syrup left...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye luhs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-4505789742173646856?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4505789742173646856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=4505789742173646856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4505789742173646856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4505789742173646856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/aku-bored.html' title='aku bored.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-5041694979139258633</id><published>2007-11-21T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T19:54:29.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jst keep swimming, just keep swimming swimming~</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the best day ever. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I told Dad tht I wanted to go to Cwp with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;So okay, he let me go. &lt;br /&gt;I DID went to Cwp. But then, afta I met Nana, Frinaz &amp; Rat,&lt;br /&gt;off we went to Woodlands swimming complex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way thr, we met Irfan, Cap &amp; Shafik.&lt;br /&gt;We did planned to go together, heh.&lt;br /&gt;Then, at first, &lt;br /&gt;while wanting to buy the tickets, &lt;br /&gt;we were so kecoh. Hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;And of course, girls went in first, yeay!~ &lt;br /&gt;Then, afta we all went in, we were curious &lt;br /&gt;about the lockers, haha. &lt;br /&gt;Kanchoing siak! Okay, so, at last, &lt;br /&gt;we gave up, and went straight to&lt;br /&gt;the toilet to change. &lt;br /&gt;Nana bought her swimming suit for me. &lt;br /&gt;Heheh. We changed late, like duh!~&lt;br /&gt;The boys changed fast, &lt;br /&gt;and they stood infront of the girls&lt;br /&gt;toilet and shouted, "Oiiiii! Dah ke belom!?"&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, tk tawu nak sabar. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we put our stuffs at one place &lt;br /&gt;and &lt;I&gt;woohoo&lt;/i&gt;! Off we jumped into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. It was fun though. Bnyk air masuk dlm mulut aku,&lt;br /&gt;then kluar pat idong. Like eeeeeeeeeeeeee kan? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I love the part where Irfan, myself and this one &lt;br /&gt;particular boy fought. :D&lt;br /&gt;Like wtf, aku terlanggar dier and he&lt;br /&gt;showed me his middle finger? Ouh, I'm&lt;br /&gt;not satisfied with tht. And good thing tht Irfan &lt;br /&gt;helped me, yeaayy! Even Nana wasn't satisfied too. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home at 6+pm, and showered.&lt;br /&gt;Then chatted. Hmmm, oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Irffan and myself had fun yesterday talking&lt;br /&gt;about &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt;. Okk, sape sape teraser,&lt;br /&gt;tu krg nye pasal okay. [:&lt;br /&gt;Heheh. I mean, okay lah, Irffan is a nice&lt;br /&gt;person to chat with, but at some certain point of time, &lt;br /&gt;I feel like killing him. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess wht. Today, &lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly sick. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Down with fever &amp; flu babe. &lt;br /&gt;I got to knw tht Irfan, Shafik &amp; Aikal are sick too&lt;br /&gt;eventhough Aikal didn't went to the pool with us.&lt;br /&gt;Hhahaha. Did had a nice chat with him today. &lt;br /&gt;And he said tht maybe all of us are sick 'cos we&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna take our results tmr, haha. &lt;br /&gt;Well, get well soon guys. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, great. Now I'm feeling nervous. -,-&lt;br /&gt;My parents aren't following tmr. &lt;br /&gt;Whtever it is, goodluck to all P6s for&lt;br /&gt;tmr's result. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubyeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-5041694979139258633?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5041694979139258633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=5041694979139258633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5041694979139258633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5041694979139258633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/jst-keep-swimming-just-keep-swimming.html' title='Jst keep swimming, just keep swimming swimming~'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-8411466147944662385</id><published>2007-11-19T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T20:30:53.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God,...</title><content type='html'>Okay. Today suck, awwww. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, looks like I won't be going out later on to fetch momma.&lt;br /&gt;And, I hope tht I can buy skipping rope sooner, or later. &lt;br /&gt;And Rasyidah, why the heck did you let the cat out of the bag?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, nevermind. Well, even if I can't get a skipping rope,&lt;br /&gt;I must jumpjumpjump, jst like wht Fauzan said. I hate jumping.&lt;br /&gt;Argh, darn it. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow tall. &lt;br /&gt;I'm deperate for a skipping rope, and growing taller!&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrr, -.-&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I found myself talking less and less &lt;br /&gt;about boyfriend, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Wdvvvv. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. I so can't wait for tmr. &lt;br /&gt;Wo0hoo! (Acap, this is all your fault!)&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I'm missing alot of peeps lately. &lt;br /&gt;I'm sure the others are missing their friends too kan.&lt;br /&gt;And Rasyidah woke up at 6.30am today cos she thought tht there's school today,&lt;br /&gt;aww. I miss my vandalised table too lah sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, Thursday's not far. &lt;br /&gt;And I'm quite.. No wait. I don't feel anything. :/&lt;br /&gt;Pape lahhhhhh. I'm not okay, okay?&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends too much till I dreamt about them. &lt;br /&gt;Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I guess tht this post is short, for today. &lt;br /&gt;Gaahh, aku malas. &lt;br /&gt;K laahhh. Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-8411466147944662385?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8411466147944662385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=8411466147944662385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8411466147944662385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8411466147944662385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/dear-god.html' title='Dear God,...'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-4317824854468181414</id><published>2007-11-18T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:23:51.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhhhhhhhhhh~</title><content type='html'>Eh, seriously kan, I'm missing my friends badly.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't for Tuesday to come.&lt;br /&gt;Aunt jst gave me some ideas on wht to tell my dad, woohoo!~&lt;br /&gt;Syg makcik aku yg pendek ni, heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Geylang was not to fun. &lt;br /&gt;There were many Indons, AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;Ade satu bapok ni siak. &lt;br /&gt;Muke btol btol bapok siol.&lt;br /&gt;He's like, letting his chests out as if he has teteks. &lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Okk, aku jahat. &lt;br /&gt;Yeap. Aku carik pasal ngn bapok tuu.&lt;br /&gt;Eeeee geli. Muke mcm yg si bapak sutun tu.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahah. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSLE results is coming out soon. &lt;br /&gt;Nervous siak. Wait... Rase mcm tak nervous, tapi nervous. (?)&lt;br /&gt;Ala pape lah. &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Okk, someone in MSN added me into a multi conversation.&lt;br /&gt;FxCK. Make my comp slow sia.&lt;br /&gt;Who the asshole add siak. &lt;br /&gt;Kk, pape lah eh. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okk. Bye lah. &lt;br /&gt;Malas nak blog. &lt;br /&gt;And, I'm desperate for a skipping rope! :/&lt;br /&gt;Try and guess why lah.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-4317824854468181414?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4317824854468181414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=4317824854468181414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4317824854468181414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4317824854468181414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/ahhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='ahhhhhhhhhhhh~'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-2849324724859845694</id><published>2007-11-18T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T14:02:22.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>siliannssss. D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO DAYS HAD PAST,&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M ALREADY MISSING MY DEAREST FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;SIIGGHHH...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not tht sad abt izwan flirting with another girl.&lt;br /&gt;I can cope it, aku tawu lah prangai dier. pernah experience mah. ^^&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm definitely sad cos i'm missing my frends.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ... I hope tht our outing on Tuesday will make it.&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully, it'll be a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gg to Geylang later on.&lt;br /&gt;Agak agak, ade Indons lagi tak? *evil smile*&lt;br /&gt;Hehhehe.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;Bye dearests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;: Members who are gg out on Tuesday, and not sure&lt;br /&gt;of anything, please contact Rat or myself. ^^&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-2849324724859845694?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2849324724859845694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=2849324724859845694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2849324724859845694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2849324724859845694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/siliannssss-d.html' title='siliannssss. D:'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-2854135401245170243</id><published>2007-11-17T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:27:00.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics galore'/><title type='text'>Pictures &amp; Vid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="267" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7a0eaf17860c13b2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7a0eaf17860c13b2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332195036%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7C29041E386EB00F989D34F6579B3452B085255E.2BE0468E48A0D9AC310814764D5571A0FE7DEE09%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7a0eaf17860c13b2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBJhV1L5WNS_kh3TnXH3nhBIC6HQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="267" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7a0eaf17860c13b2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332195036%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7C29041E386EB00F989D34F6579B3452B085255E.2BE0468E48A0D9AC310814764D5571A0FE7DEE09%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7a0eaf17860c13b2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBJhV1L5WNS_kh3TnXH3nhBIC6HQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irffan's the white one. Tall one's Yazeed. Black one is&lt;br /&gt;Fauzan. And sitting next to Fauzan is Nas. &lt;br /&gt;See Irffan's move? Nice eh. Sorry if it's short. [x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/Rz7ZLEMSAmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/MEuL8nvyJ4g/s320/image-upload-7-763897.jpe"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Me, Syarifah, Rat, Taufiqah, Yaani &amp; Nana.&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing cos of Syarifah -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/Rz7rVUMSApI/AAAAAAAAADM/CAzvdfRTzIw/s320/image-upload-13-710417.jpe"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/Rz7rR0MSAoI/AAAAAAAAADE/gBcNTrq0omo/s320/image-upload-10-798341.jpe"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/Rz7rK0MSAnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wmZZFjgkqlQ/s320/image-upload-15-770382.jpe"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irfan &amp; Shafik [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img65.imageshack.us/img65/9522/yaanisyafiqahog0.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syafiqah &amp; Yaani, aku miss Yaani. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/7977/yaanitaufiqahnc9.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taufiqah &amp; Yaani. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/5994/11944896235402pv5.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yaani's. Hahaha, tht's Haziq. Buddybestiekuygkecohyetirritatingyetbaek. &lt;br /&gt;Huahuahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tht's all. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-2854135401245170243?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2854135401245170243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=2854135401245170243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2854135401245170243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2854135401245170243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/irffans-white-one.html' title='Pictures &amp; Vid.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/Rz7ZLEMSAmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/MEuL8nvyJ4g/s72-c/image-upload-7-763897.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-6559086129497592053</id><published>2007-11-17T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T22:48:08.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no goodbyes .. please?'/><title type='text'>FRIENDS FOREVER.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a tear shedding session. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at first, I came late. =,=&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to meet Rat and Syarifah at the Interchange @ 0730.&lt;br /&gt;I went out of hse at 0715, but the bus came at 0725.&lt;br /&gt;Bustard nye bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Syarifah called, and said to wait for&lt;br /&gt;Nana at the interchange. I came, and Nana was no whr to be found.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I found Irfan-,-&lt;br /&gt;I asked him whr was Nana, and he said Nana went off&lt;br /&gt;with Syarifah and Rat. &lt;br /&gt;So okay, we went sch together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came to sch at 0750am or more. &lt;br /&gt;And saw Haziq :D&lt;br /&gt;He told me and Irfan to go up the Gallery.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Irfan and I sat at different places.&lt;br /&gt;And I found Syarifah!&lt;br /&gt;I sat together with Syarifah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Syarifah : Mane Nana?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Fan ckp dier pergy ngn kau?&lt;br /&gt;Syarifah : Mane ade! Kesian siak Nana kene tinggal!&lt;br /&gt;Me : Uh oh. Mane aku tawuuuu!&lt;br /&gt;Syarifah : Kan aku ckp ngn kau suro tunggu dierrr!&lt;br /&gt;Me : Abey Fan ckp dier da gy ngn kau. So aku pergy je laahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Syarifah : Ape lah kauuu!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, okay. So, kesian Nana kene tinggal. xP&lt;br /&gt;Then, Haziq went up the Gallery, and sat beside me.&lt;br /&gt;I was bored, so I grabbed his camra and played with it, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Kk, soon, Nana came running to Syarifah &amp; myself.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehe, I apologized. Good thing tht it wasn't too late.&lt;br /&gt;Huahuahua-,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the ceremony finally begins. &lt;br /&gt;Rat and YAANI*, ehem. Haha. Rat and Yaani will go up the stage.&lt;br /&gt;Wooohooo! BUT, Mrs Suhaimi spoils our cheer. &lt;br /&gt;Bluek, I jst glanced at her. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;When Yaani was abt to go up the stage, Haziq was like,&lt;br /&gt;"Ikha Ikha, kau pegang camera, aku nak tepok tgn, tau!"&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, semangat seh! Mataer sendiri katekan.&lt;br /&gt;He clapped loudly for Yaani, hahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;I can't stop laughing sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okk, let's skip this crap, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afta the ceremony ended (finally!), &lt;br /&gt;prefects were told to go down from the Gallery to &lt;br /&gt;meet the Asst. Head Prefect, Ke Xin.&lt;br /&gt;She gave us this key ah, but not key. &lt;br /&gt;It says, "Graduating Si Ling Prefects" , I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met almost all my friends down the stairs near the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;I hugged Anisa many times.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I tapped S5 guys shoulders, &lt;br /&gt;and said, "Sedih siak. B.. Bye ar krg.. Jumpe on Thurs tau!"&lt;br /&gt;Haha. They said bye too. &lt;br /&gt;But it was so hard to let out the word "bye". &lt;br /&gt;We went into alot of madness, being little Innocent Devils,&lt;br /&gt;teasing teachers, getting into mischeifs and trouble, and now, &lt;I&gt;goodbye&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afta tht, Rat, Yaani, Nana, Taufiqah, Shafik, Irfan &amp; myself&lt;br /&gt;went to a playground, and snapped pictures thr. Kecoh oi.&lt;br /&gt;Afta all the madness,&lt;br /&gt;we went to MacDonalds and had our breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;LAGI KECOH. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapped pictures of Shafik and Irfan eating.&lt;br /&gt;Snapped pictures of Nana and Rat too. &lt;br /&gt;But, didn't have time to snap pictures of Taufiqah and Yaani.&lt;br /&gt;They went off too fast, boooo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we decided to go to the Playground near our school.&lt;br /&gt;At first, we don't knw wht to play. &lt;br /&gt;But, finally, I suggested tht we play CROCODILE. Muahahah, my &lt;br /&gt;all time fave. &lt;br /&gt;The game was fun. While playing, saw Irffan &amp; Fauzan.&lt;br /&gt;In baju kurung. Mesti nak pergi sembahyang Jumaat. &lt;br /&gt;Then they went off with Yazeed &amp; Nas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we continued our game.&lt;br /&gt;At last, we give up, and decided to go to &lt;br /&gt;another playground which was near 351. &lt;br /&gt;While on the way thr, we met TAUFIQ! He's a pain in the arse,&lt;br /&gt;but he's a good friend. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;Played thr, and also played with a little girl's hamster.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Cute oi.&lt;br /&gt;Played jst for a while. Shafik &amp; Taufiq played with a bee. =,=&lt;br /&gt;They took it and put it inside a bottle. &lt;br /&gt;And shaked the bottle which was filled with water.&lt;br /&gt;Siak jek drg!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afta tht, we decided to &lt;br /&gt;go to Street Soccer.&lt;br /&gt;While on the way thr, we decided NOT to go &amp; patah alek. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Rat and Taufiq were chasing each other here and thr, non-stop. &lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was a bus, and I spotted Yazeed and Fauzan.&lt;br /&gt;They and the others, drop off infront of our sch. &lt;br /&gt;And I didn;t knw tht they were following us, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we went to the playground tht we first went.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. We climbed here and thr... No wait. Tht was me. :D&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. Rat and I whispered smth at each others ear. &lt;br /&gt;Then, we ran to the nearest vending machine and bought water. &lt;br /&gt;Huahua, Nana tertinggal xD&lt;br /&gt;But Taufiq &amp; Shafik followed, lerrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bile patah alek to the playground, I saw Hassan, and I dont knw who.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure it's not Akid.&lt;br /&gt;Kk, continue-ing. &lt;br /&gt;Nana told me tht Yazeed, Irffan &amp; Fauzan were wanting&lt;br /&gt;to fight... But it was jst a practice. &lt;br /&gt;Irffan got some nice moves!&lt;br /&gt;But Fauzan's nicer. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;He told Irffan not to use legs. But Irffan was stubborn and &lt;br /&gt;still uses it. So, when he kicked Fauzan, Fauzan caught Irffan's&lt;br /&gt;leg in the air, dropped him then seret him. &lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was all fun ... &lt;br /&gt;When Nana gotta go home, I hugged her for a long, long time..&lt;br /&gt;I hugged Rat too, I think. xP&lt;br /&gt;Well, the boys were playing soccer under 368. &lt;br /&gt;And then, I saw Haziq came down from his flat!&lt;br /&gt;We talked for awhile. Then said our really, last goodbyes. &lt;br /&gt;Sobs, best buddy aku yang sungguh kecoh yet irritating tau. &lt;br /&gt;Same jgk mcm Yaani, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rat and I finally went off at 4.45pm. &lt;br /&gt;Shaked hands and said goodbye. Noooooo, aku tak nak &lt;br /&gt;Rat + Nana pergiiiii! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think tht we'll go swimming on Tues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Tht's all. I'll upload pictures and video later.&lt;br /&gt;Bye all.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;To my dearest S5 malay members &amp; also MT members&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;This may not be our last goodbyes as we'll meet again on Thurs.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all will get high marks for PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;I'll always cherish our moments together. &lt;br /&gt;Our laughters, our cries, our mischeifs. &lt;br /&gt;I'll also and always remember the times we had together.&lt;br /&gt;The times where the whole mother tongue class got scolded,&lt;br /&gt;and also teased our teachers. &lt;br /&gt;I'll never let go of our friendship. &lt;br /&gt;I won't forget you special people, same goes to other siliAns too.&lt;br /&gt;You guys.. and girls, are the ones who are always&lt;br /&gt;thr by my side, cheer me up when I'm down, &lt;br /&gt;and put me to the right path. Good luck next year okay.&lt;br /&gt;I hope tht we won't forget each other in this school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL.&lt;/b&gt; SiliAns forever. (':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-6559086129497592053?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6559086129497592053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=6559086129497592053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6559086129497592053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6559086129497592053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/friends-forever.html' title='FRIENDS FOREVER.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-4630762543934054262</id><published>2007-11-14T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T20:46:51.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love today. I love you. Woohoo!</title><content type='html'>Okaaaayy. Today rawks, lagi. Hhehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, Rasyidah told me tht syg told her to ask me to come&lt;br /&gt;to watch them have a match. So okay, I came.&lt;br /&gt;I waited... And waited... Finally, he came. (:&lt;br /&gt;With DEYYY! Lols, with Dini, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, playing my hp lah. &lt;br /&gt;Then, I heard somebody "sweeting" on me. Alah. Using the squeeking noise lah.&lt;br /&gt;I used to do tht to him, heh. Ohyea. Then, I looked,&lt;br /&gt;and he smiled. :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then, I watched him challenged soccer with Rasyidah.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahah, cannot stop laughing sia. Dua ekor tuu main tak&lt;br /&gt;nak kalah Ronaldo lah sey. Hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;Ler, dua dua jgk fan Ronaldo maaahhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Then, he played soccer with some of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Boys&lt;/i&gt;, of course. &lt;br /&gt;Alright, I was alone at tht time, I told Nana to &lt;br /&gt;come down with me. &lt;br /&gt;And she was late. -,-&lt;br /&gt;But, I DID had fun though. &lt;br /&gt;I was like, climbing here, climbing thr. &lt;br /&gt;Dgn tibe tibe saje. He walked towards me. &lt;br /&gt;And talked to me. It's been long since we've talked.. Or&lt;br /&gt;even meet each other. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should have taken a picture eh. &lt;br /&gt;Darn it. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Then, we was like, playing arnd with his friends lar.&lt;br /&gt;Tibe tibe, there were two dogs ah. &lt;br /&gt;Syg was like, taking his stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Aleh aleh je, the dogs barked angrily toawrds him. &lt;br /&gt;Then Syg lari. &lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahaha. Okay, I jahat. [x&lt;br /&gt;I did laughed loudly. In fact, everybody laughed. &lt;br /&gt;Klaka kaannnssss. He panicked seh. Cian dier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, there's this part where he was playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;Then ,, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Syg: AH! *falls and lied thr motionless*&lt;br /&gt;Others : Eleh jgn nak bedek laaaaa .. &lt;br /&gt;Dini : Tak nak bagon kan? Ok, ZALIKHAAAA! Tgk mataer kau nie!&lt;br /&gt;Syg : *quickly stood up and continued to play* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Tawu pun panic. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Then, Syahdirwan &amp; Nas &amp; gang came, ehm, &lt;I&gt;the ketots&lt;/i&gt;. [x&lt;br /&gt;Fun lah sey. Nana also came, but earlier than them. &lt;br /&gt;Nana and I watched them play. Soon, it's almost 3pm, time for netball.&lt;br /&gt;Nana and I went off jst like tht. But when we turned behind, &lt;br /&gt;Syg and Nas + Syahdirwan were behind us. &lt;br /&gt;One blink of an eye, Syg was beside me. &lt;br /&gt;And he sent me to school. Weeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Syg u lah. *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had netball till 6pm. Woohoooo!&lt;br /&gt;Netball with seniors lak tuu. &lt;br /&gt;And eh, they played rough! Kalo gytu, I play rougher eh?&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehehe. &lt;br /&gt;Overall, it's fun! Missed them loads. :DD&lt;br /&gt;Harap harap next week ade netball lagy eh, heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lahh. I tired sey. &lt;br /&gt;Satu badan cramp sey. &lt;br /&gt;Cos dah lama tak exercise sey. &lt;br /&gt;I'm done!&lt;br /&gt;BYE SEY! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-4630762543934054262?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4630762543934054262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=4630762543934054262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4630762543934054262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4630762543934054262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love-today-i-love-you-woohoo.html' title='I love today. I love you. Woohoo!'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-1779261949326990435</id><published>2007-11-13T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T23:56:57.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow City fun'/><title type='text'>And in you I confide.</title><content type='html'>Woohoooo, today's Snow City outing with Student Leaders&lt;br /&gt;certainly roocccckkk!&lt;br /&gt;I was freezing like hell though. o.O"&lt;br /&gt;But no pictures, sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. When we first came to Snow City, we were like, &lt;i&gt;Waaaahhh&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Jakuuunn siah. Then, the people over thr gave us gloves and jackets.&lt;br /&gt;I took a jacket bigger than my size, HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;Jst in case lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;Then, pakai the hood. Haha, kecoh siak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we enter the snowey place, we were like, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sial lah. Sejuuukkk sial!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later, our teeth were chattering. &lt;br /&gt;Nak cakap PEACE pon cacat. Jadi PUWEECE siak. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Haziq, Hazim, Myself, and Nana were sticking to each other all the way.&lt;br /&gt;We also slide down the tall slope! WOOOHOOO!~&lt;br /&gt;Well, we didn't care much about holding hands with who and who.&lt;br /&gt;Most important is, we had funnn!&lt;br /&gt;Hingus kluar pon tak rase siak! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;We felt so NUMB. But fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana went in and out of the snowy place alot of times. &lt;br /&gt;Hazim, Afiq and myself only 2 times. Haziq? Tak kluar tros. &lt;br /&gt;Tak give up give up lah tu jantan. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;Tapi best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we had snow fight.&lt;br /&gt;I was bending down, collecting some snow lah. &lt;br /&gt;Dengan tibe tibe saje ,, "IKHA!"&lt;br /&gt;I looked up. And BANG! I was hit by a snow ball. &lt;br /&gt;Sejuk sial. Bastard ah krg. Tapi best!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, they said tht my face looked SO red.&lt;br /&gt;And true, I was suffocating. Asthma, but I didn't went out.&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAHHHH, aku tak give up. &lt;br /&gt;Then, it was my turn to revenge with the others!&lt;br /&gt;I called Rasyidah. &lt;br /&gt;When she turned, I throwed a snow ball at her.&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeeeeeeee! HEHEHEHEEEEE, fun siaaal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haziq, Afiq, Hazim, myself and Nana went up the slope&lt;br /&gt;manyMANYmanyMANY times! We were the last ones to leave tht place.&lt;br /&gt;Woooohooo!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went up and Mr Iceman teached us how to make&lt;br /&gt;our own ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;And afta we made our own ice cream, we got to taste it!&lt;br /&gt;And it tastes goooddd. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, overall. I enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I did. Today's outing to Snow City will forever&lt;br /&gt;be etched in my memories.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss the Prefects alot. &lt;br /&gt;Esp S5, S4 &amp; S6 prefects ; Faizah, Haziq, Iskandar, Hazim &amp; Afiq. &lt;br /&gt;Krg sume orang orang yg sungguh baik skali. Heheheheh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can go Snow City with the Student Leaders again but. &lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there wouldn't be a chance of gg there with the same people again.&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAA. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay larr. Aku mau rest. &lt;br /&gt;I love today. I love the prefects. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Bye lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-1779261949326990435?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1779261949326990435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=1779261949326990435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1779261949326990435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1779261949326990435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-in-you-i-confide.html' title='And in you I confide.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-4845276434217667467</id><published>2007-11-11T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T21:58:15.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So how long did I expect love to outweigh ignorance?'/><title type='text'>I'm not insane.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/9767/zackyvcopyvc7.jpg" border="0" alt="CUTE KAN!?"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Mak aiii. Zacky Vengeance ahhhhh. Cute laaahhh siaaaa. *drools&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Just finished chatting with Ezma. &lt;br /&gt;Aku miss dia lah. Long time tak meet. &lt;br /&gt;In fact. I miss all my juniors. &lt;br /&gt;And also seniors. DDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. today, I went to Geylang.&lt;br /&gt;Bought baju kurung. I knw lah raye dah abes.&lt;br /&gt;But my mom wanna buy tht for jemputan. &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm .. &lt;br /&gt;Ohya! There were sooo many Indons.&lt;br /&gt;I disturbed many of 'em.&lt;br /&gt;Most of them were adults, like duh.&lt;br /&gt;Best tau kacau drg. Huahuahuaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this one part where they on-ed an indonesian song,&lt;br /&gt;very loudly. And at tht point of time, nga Azan tau.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I was like, "MEMEKAK AHHHHH!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Huahua, mom was like, "Ikha!" &lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Tak respect per drg.  -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, my phone's being such a bitch lately. &lt;br /&gt;Rosak sial. Grrrrr, aku tk uat pape tau.&lt;br /&gt;PAPE LAHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Nana went to Vista Point. &lt;br /&gt;And saw tht someone, hah. &lt;br /&gt;Kay pape sua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah. I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-4845276434217667467?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4845276434217667467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=4845276434217667467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4845276434217667467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4845276434217667467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-not-insane.html' title='I&apos;m not insane.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-4686348829361671345</id><published>2007-11-10T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T19:48:28.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. &lt;br /&gt;Happy 1 month lah dear. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;Today skipped madrasah. &lt;br /&gt;YEAAAAYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;Heheh. Best lah oi. &lt;br /&gt;And today, my eyes are a lil bit sepet. &lt;br /&gt;I don;t knw why -,-&lt;br /&gt;PUNNDDEEEKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like coming on monday. &lt;br /&gt;Tapi ade Games Day. &lt;br /&gt;Pundek nye games day. &lt;br /&gt;Aku masuk Irfan nye Captain's Ball nye team.&lt;br /&gt;Yeay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, nth much happened. I still&lt;br /&gt;can't forget on wht I did to him yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;CURRSSEEE myself.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry dear. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Aku miss school. &lt;br /&gt;And wtheck. Since yesterday, &lt;br /&gt;aku jiwang lah siah. &lt;br /&gt;Grrr, don't even know why. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because of the incident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the second song in my blog's stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;The story's like my story siah. &lt;br /&gt;HMMM, pape lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. Aku dah miss RAATTTT. DDD:&lt;br /&gt;Ohya. Yesterday, Nana was talking to herself. &lt;br /&gt;Then clapped her hands. LOL, Rat and myself&lt;br /&gt;looked at each other then laughed like idiots.&lt;br /&gt;Smpi nanges sia. xP&lt;br /&gt;Nana was sooo bluurrr when she saw us laughing. [x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM. Aku bored. And I'm happy today. &lt;br /&gt;Yet still sleepy. But nehmind. Aslkan aku bahagie eh. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah. Aku sayang dia. &lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-4686348829361671345?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4686348829361671345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=4686348829361671345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4686348829361671345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4686348829361671345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-7719237086778401300</id><published>2007-11-09T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T19:50:55.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1 month.</title><content type='html'>OMG, &lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be &lt;I&gt;our&lt;/i&gt; 1 month anni when the clock&lt;br /&gt;strikes 12am.&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot abt it. &lt;br /&gt;Yet, I regret what I did to him today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I said all those things abt him. &lt;br /&gt;I still, do love him .. Dah nampak sah kan. Maybe some tak nampak. &lt;br /&gt;Wht abt him? Does he ... &lt;br /&gt;Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna tell wht happened today to anyone .. &lt;br /&gt;Bye lah people ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-7719237086778401300?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7719237086778401300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=7719237086778401300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7719237086778401300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7719237086778401300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-1-month-s.html' title='Happy 1 month.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-1208303809331068619</id><published>2007-11-08T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T19:56:48.697+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I beg don&apos;t leave me.'/><title type='text'>Will you take a journey tonight, follow me past the walls of death?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-787.friendster.com/e1/photos/78/70/22640787/1_908702015m.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, sorry for M.I.A-ing &amp; not updating yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping lah. From 6pm till the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went out with Rat. &lt;br /&gt;And wore the shirt tht mom bought. &lt;br /&gt;The shirt tht i've been longing for. Yeay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out of house at arnd 2.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;And met Rat at Boots &amp; Shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Then we round the Cwp.&lt;br /&gt;FUN! Rat was being blurr. &lt;br /&gt;Cocok mate kau. &lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. I've moved on, err, I think. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, I came back at 7pm. &lt;br /&gt;Fun siah. Jiwang pat playground babe.&lt;br /&gt;And there's this group of boys, kire kire 14-15 taon,&lt;br /&gt;maen catching. (?!)&lt;br /&gt;Lol, tkper. They're still young at heart. &lt;br /&gt;And one of them looks like Jo. I miss you lah kwn. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Nth much happened.&lt;br /&gt;Ohya. Ystd, went to Vista Park with Rat.&lt;br /&gt;Played dizzy town, lol. &lt;br /&gt;Then we lepak2 at the playground thr.&lt;br /&gt;Aku miss vandalising stuffs ah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, AKU LOVE RAT :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah. More pictures in my friendster. &lt;br /&gt;Bye lah. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-1208303809331068619?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1208303809331068619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=1208303809331068619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1208303809331068619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1208303809331068619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/will-you-take-journey-tonight-follow-me.html' title='Will you take a journey tonight, follow me past the walls of death?'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-5835355856544212560</id><published>2007-11-06T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T18:11:17.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden to remember, Terrified to forget.</title><content type='html'>Today,&lt;br /&gt;I saw Jo! Yeap! &lt;B&gt;Johari! MoJOjojo!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeayeay !!!!! *SCREAMS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, &lt;I&gt;sucking&lt;/i&gt; my lollipop in the interchange lah.&lt;br /&gt;Then, somebody, inside the bus nye waiting line, said &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;I&gt;Asalammu'alaikum!&lt;/I&gt;", in a tiny voice. I turned,&lt;br /&gt;and saw Jo, smiling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *turns* EH!! JOOOOOO!!! *jumps up and down*&lt;br /&gt;Jo : *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;Rat : JOJOJO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, he was a good friend, okay?&lt;br /&gt;My long lost friend. I saw him TWICE this year.&lt;br /&gt;Sobs, satu taon, cume leyy jumpe 2 kali je?&lt;br /&gt;Takpe. Janji dpt jumpe :D&lt;br /&gt;And tht made my mood ALOT more brighter/happier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school, was crazy as ever.&lt;br /&gt;Huahua, today's the first time whr I saw&lt;br /&gt;Irfan laughed very madly. Serious! Due to Haziq ahhh. &lt;br /&gt;He told me tht his dad's friend, an Imam, tergagap- gagap bile bace surah.&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaahaaaa! xD&lt;br /&gt;Lagi lagi ade misai siakk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Played "flying cards" jst now in class.&lt;br /&gt;FUN! Like world war III siah, lol. &lt;br /&gt;We were attacking each other non-stop I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Laughing here and there. Then, Mr Yeo made my teacher&lt;br /&gt;shocked like wht seh. &lt;br /&gt;She's like, too concentrated on her work. Then, Mr Yeo&lt;br /&gt;came in our class, silently lah. &lt;br /&gt;He stood beside cher until cher saw him. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;All of us laughed seh. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love today. And also yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;I love my friends. If not becos of them, &lt;br /&gt;I might not be as happy as now. :D&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys lar seh. (:&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeeeeeee! &lt;br /&gt;Kk, stop. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I miss someone. &lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure it's not Izwan. HmpH! ;(&lt;br /&gt;Forget it lah-,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can grow taller. Sobsobs.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laahh, okay lah. &lt;br /&gt;Bye lah pretty people. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-5835355856544212560?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5835355856544212560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=5835355856544212560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5835355856544212560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5835355856544212560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/forbidden-to-remember-terrified-to.html' title='Forbidden to remember, Terrified to forget.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-1559993958264388688</id><published>2007-11-04T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:31:16.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday yay yay -,-</title><content type='html'>hmmmpH. wanna update abt wht happened on saturday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, andalus rawks nowadays lah okay. &lt;br /&gt;there's this part whr we all need to read the surah nye&lt;br /&gt;makne. then, this boy, Aminudin ahh. his voice was trembling&lt;br /&gt;like mad seh! others were saying, "suare mcm nanges sak!"&lt;br /&gt;his voice still sounded the same even afta he cleared his throat!&lt;br /&gt;all of us were like, laughing like mad siah. i was laughing till &lt;br /&gt;my tears went out. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, this boy, faisal, laughed like how i laughed today. &lt;br /&gt;due to his laughter, i laughed till my tears came out, again-,-&lt;br /&gt;lols. &lt;i&gt;gy madrasah utk blajar ke ketawerr seyy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. theN, Adillah and myself went to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;skali2, she almost fell and tersasol, "&lt;i&gt;oh mak kau nye pepek koyak!&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;LOL, she cant stop laughing cause of tht lah seh.&lt;br /&gt;huahuahuahuaaaaaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, then, our subject for tht day was abt "Ikhlas" lah. &lt;br /&gt;there are these qns which says, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Situasi 1&lt;br /&gt;Seorang ibu yg sedang mendokong anaknya terpaksa berdiri di dalam&lt;br /&gt;bas kerana ketiadaan tempat dan kamu sedang duduk di dalam bas yg sama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz : Apa kamu harus buat?&lt;br /&gt;Faisal : Tolong pegangkan anaknya!&lt;br /&gt;All : Hahahahahah!~&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz : Hmm, kita harus bagy tempat dudok utk org sape?&lt;br /&gt;Me : CACAAAATTT!&lt;br /&gt;Others : Org Giler! Org blablabla ~&lt;br /&gt;Me : *whispers to adillah* Org down syndrome *do the action&lt;br /&gt;of down syndrome people* &lt;br /&gt;Adillah : Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Situasi 2&lt;br /&gt;Kamu sedang menunggang basila tiba tiba kamu melihat 2 orang&lt;br /&gt;wanita sedang menolak kereta yg rosak.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz : Apa kamu harus buat bagi situasi ini?&lt;br /&gt;Asyraf : KAYUH DGN LEBIH PANTAS! &lt;br /&gt;Ustaz : kayuh dgn lebih pantas?! apelaa!&lt;br /&gt;All : *Laughssss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Situasi 4&lt;br /&gt;Seorang datuk tergelincir di tangga flat dan jatuh. Dia&lt;br /&gt;meraung kesakitan dan tidak dpt bangun. Kamu berada di tempat kejadian itu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz : Apa kite kene buat?&lt;br /&gt;Some of the boys : Kita ketawa sama dia! HAHAHAA!&lt;br /&gt;Others : Join dier skali uhs!&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz : Saye tawu, mesti awak sume akan ckp gitu!!&lt;br /&gt;Some : kite tlg dier laa...&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz : abey dier dah meraungg sumeee. ape kite harus buat?&lt;br /&gt;Us : Meraung skali ah!&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz : Ah ye lahh tuuuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS, i kinda love madrasah nowadays. &lt;br /&gt;Huahuahuaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;We're mad, i knw. [x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, today aderr shocking news. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;dearly&lt;/s&gt;izwan had ANOTHER girl. &lt;br /&gt;shahidah. eh oie, is having two isn't enough?&lt;br /&gt;wah sey, you broke your promises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU PLAYED WITH GIRLS' HEARTS&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;you don't knw how they feel. &lt;br /&gt;now jst you wait, cos smth's bad is gonna happen to you&lt;br /&gt;sooner or later. &lt;br /&gt;what goes around, comes around, honey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;remeber tht&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kak syakila. &lt;br /&gt;eventhough tht i'm sad, you don't be sad okay. &lt;br /&gt;you sad sad nono good you knw? (:&lt;br /&gt;dont worry okay, i'll think up of something. &lt;br /&gt;and insyaAllah, he'll open his eyes from thr. &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seriously lah sey. i dont wanna leave&lt;br /&gt;slps. DD:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-1559993958264388688?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1559993958264388688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=1559993958264388688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1559993958264388688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1559993958264388688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/saturday-yay-yay.html' title='saturday yay yay -,-'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-3399056047127991352</id><published>2007-11-04T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T00:53:21.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>touchit-</title><content type='html'>dear friends, &lt;br /&gt;thanks for your support okay(:&lt;br /&gt;appreciate it loads:DD&lt;br /&gt;i dont knw wht i'll do without you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;br /&gt;i've decided to put this all behind.&lt;br /&gt;like eh, this is my last yr in sch kan. &lt;br /&gt;must enjoy:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. &lt;br /&gt;ystd was fun, raya-ing with zahra and sab.&lt;br /&gt;both of them are VERY cute. &lt;br /&gt;pakai tudong[x&lt;br /&gt;tapi sweet okay. aku ganjil-,-&lt;br /&gt;annndd, hmm.. kanchiong jgk lah eh?&lt;br /&gt;hehe. went to ONLY 3 HOUSES.&lt;br /&gt;went out of house at 3pm. &lt;br /&gt;and went back home at 9.30pm. jst to 3 houses oi.&lt;br /&gt;lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay lah. it's almost 1am. &lt;br /&gt;mom's nagging. &lt;br /&gt;tu lah, sape suro letak desktop pat bilek krg kan.&lt;br /&gt;tgk, now, i dont wanna sleep. never! lols.&lt;br /&gt;kay bye lah-,-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-3399056047127991352?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3399056047127991352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=3399056047127991352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3399056047127991352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3399056047127991352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/touchit.html' title='touchit-'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-1445345622218190635</id><published>2007-11-02T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T23:39:05.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after death, i'm gonna be famous.</title><content type='html'>everything seems unfair here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm twice as hurt as before. &lt;br /&gt;unfair, &lt;B&gt;very&lt;/b&gt; unfair i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;let's see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youuuu... two timed me.&lt;br /&gt;flirt. and wht else?&lt;br /&gt;i've asked for a break, &lt;br /&gt;but you don't want to. &lt;br /&gt;don't worry. &lt;B&gt;i have my own spies&lt;br /&gt;in your own school.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wht if. &lt;br /&gt;you flirt. then i'll flirt. &lt;br /&gt;you two timed. then i'll two time.&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't tht be fair?&lt;br /&gt;huh, but too bad i don't have the heart to do it.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, &lt;B&gt;be in MY shoes&lt;/b&gt;, how would you feel?&lt;br /&gt;gahh, i was all wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i beg you. please, &lt;B&gt;please&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change. D:&lt;br /&gt;i might as well rewind time to April/August if i have&lt;br /&gt;the power to do it. &lt;br /&gt;those two months are my sweetest months ever. &lt;br /&gt;never will i forget them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knw. people change. &lt;br /&gt;but why you? why must you change in THIS WAY?&lt;br /&gt;why? tht question is always asked in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;but i guessed it's never gonna be aswered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna do wht i'm planning to do. &lt;br /&gt;forget all this. yes, &lt;B&gt;this&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;my fairytale turned out to be a nightmare!&lt;br /&gt;never in my life this had happened before. &lt;br /&gt;hmm. i suppose this is my third veryveryvery painful&lt;br /&gt;heartbreak huh. &lt;i&gt;june 26/27, august 17, and now, october 28.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaahhh, i wanna be free. but i jst can't let you go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open your eyes, please, i beg you. &lt;br /&gt;don't be like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-1445345622218190635?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1445345622218190635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=1445345622218190635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1445345622218190635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1445345622218190635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/after-death-im-gonna-be-famous.html' title='after death, i&apos;m gonna be famous.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-3302540026444818041</id><published>2007-11-01T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T23:19:22.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've made it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guessed i've moved on - eventhough&lt;br /&gt;when i'm still with him.&lt;br /&gt;let him enjoy with her lar.&lt;br /&gt;why shuld i even care?&lt;br /&gt;i don't think he even likes me anymore, HAH. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;semoga kamu berdua akan kekal buat selama-lamanya, heh. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, moving on.&lt;br /&gt;today's science centre trip was funFUNfun!&lt;br /&gt;ehhhmm, teacher told haikal to sit next to me in the lecture room.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh, we sat very far away and didn't even face each other.&lt;br /&gt;others was already like, &lt;i&gt;ehem, ehem! ehem!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malu nye. &lt;img alt="Malu lah oi." src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n239/mz_roxy_2006/fave%20icons/shylove-1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hafiz was like, "&lt;i&gt;krg tk pandang each other siak! dua-dua tgk laen tmpt!&lt;br /&gt;dudok dah lah jaoohh!&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ehem.&lt;/i&gt; ape nak buat lah kan? -,-&lt;br /&gt;and woooooooo. dudok sebelah die leh&lt;br /&gt;jady jiwang lah siak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;you are not alone, for i am here with you~&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;okay shhh. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. skipSKIPskip ehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to macd afta tht.&lt;br /&gt;yeay! everthing was breakfast meal. i rarely eat&lt;br /&gt;breakfast meal-,-&lt;br /&gt;i ate sausage macmuffin with eggs and ice milo.&lt;br /&gt;tk sempat habis siah. by the time it was half finished,&lt;br /&gt;teacher told us to line up outside.&lt;br /&gt;kimak, mcm nak muntah siak bile nak habiskan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, afta we went to the lecture room,&lt;br /&gt;we went to the omni-theatre.&lt;br /&gt;fun. the starting was, in the water.&lt;br /&gt;and irfan, myself, haziq, syafiqah thought tht we're&lt;br /&gt;drowning or smth-,-&lt;br /&gt;then, theres this one part where irfan&lt;br /&gt;was too shocked till he almost stood up. HAHA xD&lt;br /&gt;terpranjat berok lak tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall lah. it was fun experiencing all those.&lt;br /&gt;it was abt hurricane. eh, kesian. and the main character's like&lt;br /&gt;Hayley Williams. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah. i wanna go now.&lt;br /&gt;bye bye bye byee lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mood aku skg nga happy. jgn spoilkan ehs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kiwek, asl aku dgr lagu basi-tapi-sedap nie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-3302540026444818041?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3302540026444818041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=3302540026444818041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3302540026444818041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3302540026444818041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-made-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n239/mz_roxy_2006/fave%20icons/th_shylove-1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-2181264055424939414</id><published>2007-10-31T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:23:36.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happybirthdayirfan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="BLOWWW:D" src="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w2/jazikt/Icons/birthdaycake.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooooo.&lt;br /&gt;Today's Irfan's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. {:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mcm tak ikhlas gitu eh. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aler aler. Mentang mentang dah 12, dah sombong lar eh.&lt;br /&gt;And ehh, no need happy birthday song in here.&lt;br /&gt;Smlm dah nyanyikan, kan!&lt;br /&gt;Huahuahua-,-&lt;br /&gt;And, Happy Hallowweeeennnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Padehal aku tak celebrate sak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's trip to the Science Centre with the Old Folks was GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;Well, S5 and S6 were sticking together when we're in the Gallery&lt;br /&gt;cause S5 and S6 are the closest class. &lt;em&gt;I think&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;What for sticking together? So tht Ms Hema will make our classes&lt;br /&gt;the same group. Nyeheheh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And when she gave out the green strips, there were&lt;br /&gt;numbers on it. I got number &lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt;:D .&lt;br /&gt;Yaaaayyyy, Cristiano Ronaldo's number and also the&lt;br /&gt;Wannabe's number. Heheh. xD&lt;br /&gt;Yaani was screaming her lungs out when she saw&lt;br /&gt;me wearing number 7. Cause she's Ronaldo's bigBIGbig fan.&lt;br /&gt;Huahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of Ronaldo lah. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, while waiting for the busses to come and fetch us,&lt;br /&gt;the teachers gave us some buns and mineral water.&lt;br /&gt;I took two buns and quickly hid it in my bag. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Bukan greedy nyer pasal. Tapi terlalu lapar nye pasal.&lt;br /&gt;Heheheheh. Yaani &amp;amp; Rat were wanting to take two &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;but since they didn't brought their bags along, they&lt;br /&gt;had to give the teacher back a bun. Wahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so. Finally, the busses came.&lt;br /&gt;I sat with Ellice, yay! Yaani and Rat sat&lt;br /&gt;together behind me. I listened to A7X's songs while&lt;br /&gt;travelling. Nyahah, leh pekak. Tapi best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we saw Zenghua Secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;Some of us(the malay pupils) were shouting,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Eh, Aliff nye skola! Aliff nye skola! *knocking on the window*"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, jakon katekan.  -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bile dah sampai, we all made some jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Errr, some nasty jokes. We were talking about the old folks&lt;br /&gt;before they arrived. Nyeheh, jahat kan?&lt;br /&gt;They were saying like, "&lt;em&gt;Let's push 'em till they fall and died&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;due to the heart attack!&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Evil, I KNOW. Hehehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, they turned out to be nice after all!&lt;br /&gt;Mine speaks in Hokkien Language. Good thing tht Ellice and&lt;br /&gt;Michelle knows how to speak in Hokkien!&lt;br /&gt;Chor Ting was like, acting angry and all. Hahaha. Faizah&lt;br /&gt;and myself were like... Like some &lt;em&gt;mute&lt;/em&gt; people&lt;br /&gt;using sign languages. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened but I'm lazy to type it all out.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry though. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, while we were gg back,&lt;br /&gt;I sat with Yaani &amp;amp; Rat.&lt;br /&gt;Rat was playing Spit with Irfan. They made my bag&lt;br /&gt;as the table. -,-&lt;br /&gt;While Yaani and myself were berjiwang-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Lols. I was thinking of how to solve &lt;em&gt;the problem&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;While Yaani was thinking about Haziq. Haha,&lt;br /&gt;I remembered when she turned &lt;em&gt;WHEEEEEEE!&lt;/em&gt; after&lt;br /&gt;Haziq called her. Using &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; phone. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bill naek krg bayar arrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Heheh -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to MacD afta tht. And you knw wht happened kan.&lt;br /&gt;MALAS aku nak citekan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Till here then.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye &amp;amp; goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah, tmr, we'll be gg to Science Centre again&lt;br /&gt;to watch the Omnimax Theatre. Wheeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye laaaaahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-2181264055424939414?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2181264055424939414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=2181264055424939414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2181264055424939414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2181264055424939414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/happybirthdayirfan.html' title='happybirthdayirfan!'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w2/jazikt/Icons/th_birthdaycake.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-7479381597069446973</id><published>2007-10-31T18:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:27:00.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/RyhZzxyUk6I/AAAAAAAAABw/X4EjvmXxsMk/s320/image-upload-133-762250.jpe"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ystd's trip to science cntr with the old folks. &lt;br /&gt;tht's mr johnny tan. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-7479381597069446973?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7479381597069446973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=7479381597069446973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7479381597069446973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7479381597069446973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_2490.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/RyhZzxyUk6I/AAAAAAAAABw/X4EjvmXxsMk/s72-c/image-upload-133-762250.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-8123767973410177363</id><published>2007-10-30T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T22:05:54.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img517.imageshack.us/img517/2208/background8cn0.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm speaking the truth. &lt;br /&gt;i'm not, never, angry at you. &lt;br /&gt;this relationship, our relationship, &lt;br /&gt;i'm not letting go of it though i'm really, really sad.&lt;br /&gt;jst like wht my friend says, &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;tears are words from the heart tht can't be explained&lt;/I&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;well. my tears explains it all. &lt;br /&gt;understand me, my tears are telling something to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i think tht i'll be gg to the doctor tmr. D:&lt;br /&gt;damn lar the fever. D:&lt;br /&gt;aku taknak gi. aku taknak gi. nightmare sial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, fought with ahmad at macd. &lt;br /&gt;rabak, i pushed macd's the table to ahmad till&lt;br /&gt;many people saw us. freeshow sia. &lt;br /&gt;could my day got any worser?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the old folks did brighten up my day&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alarrr. i dont knw when i'll update ... &lt;br /&gt;mood's jst spoiled.. again. &lt;br /&gt;bye uh. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-8123767973410177363?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8123767973410177363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=8123767973410177363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8123767973410177363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8123767973410177363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-speaking-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-6867714223556327154</id><published>2007-10-28T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T21:28:45.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i knw you &lt;B&gt;too&lt;/B&gt; well. &lt;br /&gt;nothing can make me stop loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my friends had suspected it. &lt;br /&gt;but they jst wont tell so tht it wont hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;i had the same feeling too, but i guess tht you&lt;br /&gt;actually did it. wht wrong have i done to you..&lt;br /&gt;i missed you but... sigh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the second thought. i wont and never in my life will hate you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cause hating you wont make me pretty. -.-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;be in my shoes&lt;/b&gt;. how would you feel?&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying to knw the truth.&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand. you said i got it all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;you told me another story. while she told me another story too. &lt;br /&gt;i ... feel like killing myself, so&lt;br /&gt;tht i won't suffer all this.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure you'll be happier without me around .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more i see your face. the more tears will flow out.&lt;br /&gt;no, i wont keep my angryness towards you.&lt;br /&gt;i will never do the same thing tht i did to Haikal.&lt;br /&gt;i love you. i love you &lt;B&gt;too&lt;/b&gt; much. &lt;br /&gt;i forced myself to let go of you. &lt;br /&gt;but i can't. &lt;B&gt;this heart just can't let go of your precious love&lt;/b&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;i wish i knw wht you were thinking .. &lt;br /&gt;i wish i can understand you better .. i'm sorry tht&lt;br /&gt;i'm not the girl of your dreams ..  i'm sorry tht&lt;br /&gt;you didn't have the perfect love from me ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;perfect&lt;/i&gt;. our days. &lt;br /&gt;everything, &lt;B&gt;used to be perfect&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;until now. we &lt;B&gt;rarely&lt;/b&gt; meet up.&lt;br /&gt;this month. i only met you ONCE or twice.&lt;br /&gt;once/twice a month. yes. i can't bare it.&lt;br /&gt;one day, one week. without meeting you. made me be &lt;br /&gt;crazy enough. trust me, ask rasyidah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prayed for you to be safe. &lt;br /&gt;everything. and now.. &lt;br /&gt;i'll pray for you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest izwan. i'll swear tht &lt;br /&gt;my love for you won't ever end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;never it will&lt;/b&gt;. right now, &lt;br /&gt;i don't know if you love me jst like i how&lt;br /&gt;i love you. and i'm not angry at you, never i will.&lt;br /&gt;being angry at you is seriously a sin towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i caann have fever jst because of this.&lt;br /&gt;trust me, rasyidah knws this. she knws me too well, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thts it. i don't want to be disturbed, please.&lt;br /&gt;give me time to be alone and clear&lt;br /&gt;things out from my thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;and i bet tht tonight, is gonna be a restless&lt;br /&gt;night for me, jst like before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me end this by saying, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;i loved you too much to make you stay.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u132/c_deavy/crying.gif" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-6867714223556327154?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6867714223556327154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=6867714223556327154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6867714223556327154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6867714223556327154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-guess-it-was-all-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-3896763091568260745</id><published>2007-10-27T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T21:23:57.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was a blast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out raye with &lt;br /&gt;irfan, rat, nana, fauzan, nas, irffan, &lt;br /&gt;yazeed, shafiq, zul, syahdirwan and aqid.&lt;br /&gt;fun okay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;but izwan didnt follow. &lt;br /&gt;sigh. there are reasons to it but.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syahdirwan was the clown of the day. &lt;br /&gt;all of us couldnt stop laughing like hell.&lt;br /&gt;fauzan was the .. hmmmm ... enta camne nak explain. tapi klaka lah dier.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. irfan, rat, myself and the others&lt;br /&gt;were very kecohrable. &lt;br /&gt;irffan kena slapped. padan muke kau. [:&lt;br /&gt;went to only 6 houses, lol. &lt;br /&gt;and went back home 10+ pm. &lt;br /&gt;it was funnnnn, no scoldings, yay!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. im still sleepy... &lt;br /&gt;alah. update later lah.&lt;br /&gt;malas. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-3896763091568260745?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3896763091568260745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=3896763091568260745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3896763091568260745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3896763091568260745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/yesterday-was-blast.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-1507206916934194093</id><published>2007-10-25T14:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:27:01.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/RyA0IByUkzI/AAAAAAAAAA4/p1i7EKpMkUQ/s320/image-upload-3-731544.jpe"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana and myself ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Otw to changi airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/RyA0QByUk0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ncxaBaNewhY/s320/image-upload-4-764469.jpe"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us, again. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img141.imageshack.us/img141/5673/norizwanxw3.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh? sape nieeeee?&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe. &lt;B&gt;sayaaangg&lt;/b&gt; dier lah. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i guess that's all for today. enjoys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-1507206916934194093?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1507206916934194093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=1507206916934194093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1507206916934194093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1507206916934194093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/top-to-bottom-harith-haziq-me-irfan-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f3vSv6Se30E/RyA0IByUkzI/AAAAAAAAAA4/p1i7EKpMkUQ/s72-c/image-upload-3-731544.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-5303947161407927484</id><published>2007-10-24T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:19:56.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, my sch went to changi airport. &lt;br /&gt;to do the maths trial thingy. &lt;br /&gt;its fun!&lt;br /&gt;esp with ms tyara around. &lt;br /&gt;no no, she's not a teacher. &lt;br /&gt;but a facilitator or wdv they call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus. she talks to us abt bgr freely/openly.&lt;br /&gt;"so you guys got hold hands or anything? &lt;br /&gt;write letters? hangout together? aww, thats sweet!"&lt;br /&gt;haha. sporting lah.&lt;br /&gt;and she's dating mr kao hong. &lt;br /&gt;waaahhh. sajak. &lt;br /&gt;hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the trip. i snapped many pictures of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;mostly, i snapped cadid pictures. haha.&lt;br /&gt;irfan and ahmad were the victims.&lt;br /&gt;but i deleted them -,-&lt;br /&gt;should've post them here!~&lt;br /&gt;wdv lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then. its time for us to have a break. &lt;br /&gt;we ate BK. okay laahh. but i &lt;B&gt;almost&lt;/b&gt; choke&lt;br /&gt;till death afta eating the cheese sticks. &lt;br /&gt;babi. cheese punye lah mcm daging. susah nah nak&lt;br /&gt;gigit. -,- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon, it was time for us to go back to sch.&lt;br /&gt;had fun in the bus. snapped some pictures of nana and myself&lt;br /&gt;while inside the bus. &lt;br /&gt;eh, aku taq tawu camne naq smile lagi ahh. -,-&lt;br /&gt;mr kao hong teased me and nana. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, there's this part where the bus went past&lt;br /&gt;street-soccer. irfan stood up and saw deardear. &lt;br /&gt;he told me tht. when we alight the bus. i told nana and&lt;br /&gt;rat tht i wanne go thr. irfan agreed. but&lt;br /&gt;the two ladies dont wanne go thr. they prefer to go to&lt;br /&gt;the lib than the street-soccer, where we USED to have fun thr.&lt;br /&gt;i miss tht place. thts whr i used to kill time the most. &lt;br /&gt;i wanne go thr again lah seh. &lt;br /&gt;but i dont think i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. izwan hasn't really change. &lt;br /&gt;i was wrong. &lt;B&gt;curse myself&lt;/b&gt; for saying all those things&lt;br /&gt;tht he changed! but he really didn't change. &lt;br /&gt;syukur alhamdulillah. hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;another one of my prayers pon telah dikabulkan. &lt;br /&gt;tinggal satu jer. heheh. &lt;br /&gt;( alim siak-,- )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and eh. i'm craving for m&amp;ms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;umarul, let me make this clear for you.&lt;br /&gt;i haateeee meng tat. tell him to leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;tell him not to disturb my life anymore. i hate him. &lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay done fullstop. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaylah. aku sayaannngg deardear bnyk bnyk. &lt;br /&gt;hehe. bye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-5303947161407927484?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5303947161407927484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=5303947161407927484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5303947161407927484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5303947161407927484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-my-sch-went-to-changi-airport.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-2644060083697044755</id><published>2007-10-23T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T21:13:38.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss haizah! D:&lt;br /&gt;haha. padehal baru jer smlm &lt;br /&gt;pelok dier puas2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. &lt;br /&gt;anyway. im lazy to update about stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;and also lazy to update. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've skipped school today. &lt;br /&gt;yay! -,-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-2644060083697044755?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2644060083697044755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=2644060083697044755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2644060083697044755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2644060083697044755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-miss-haizah-d-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-5328761896668436635</id><published>2007-10-21T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T14:11:30.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Dia balas senyumku, ku melompat terharu!&lt;br /&gt;Tiba- tiba, ku dilamun cinta, oh oh!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, gotta admit tht I'm addicted to tht song. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating lah eh. &lt;br /&gt;Malas sial. Heheh. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went raya outing wid fam. &lt;br /&gt;Went to my "god-fam's" house.&lt;br /&gt;They took care of me when I was small. &lt;br /&gt;Heh. FUN!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, everybody in tht area still remembers me sial.&lt;br /&gt;"Wahhh! Ikha dah besarr ahh! Dulu smpi skg kuruusss jer!"&lt;br /&gt;Tht's wht I heard everywhere -,-&lt;br /&gt;Lols, I used to live in tht area maah. &lt;br /&gt;Marsiling. And I thought tht Si Ling Prime(Former) &lt;br /&gt;in tht place had already tear down? *sarcastic smile*&lt;br /&gt;Alah, buat bodoh sua. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss marsiling though. &lt;br /&gt;Now I can imagine hoe small I was&lt;br /&gt;when I saw the batu tempat dudok thingy. &lt;br /&gt;Hahah. It was damnly short. I remembered&lt;br /&gt;when I tried to climb up tht thing. &lt;br /&gt;Haaaaahhh, good times, gooood times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked with Mak and Nek Long. &lt;br /&gt;Pak Long gave me $5, yeay!&lt;br /&gt;Cik Ani, my old neighbour, gave me $2 -,-&lt;br /&gt;Mak gave me $5, Kak Mar gave me $6. &lt;br /&gt;Wahaahahh. Played wid my adek angkat thr, Amirah. &lt;br /&gt;Played with sparkles(like kids, I knw. -,-), and trapping&lt;br /&gt;fishes! Hahah. What else can I do?&lt;br /&gt;I totally miss my childhood place!&lt;br /&gt;Also the people around thr. &lt;br /&gt;Kak Mar's getting married in Nov with Ayie. &lt;br /&gt;I mean, Abg Ayie. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home at 12+ am. &lt;br /&gt;Watched soccer(like boys, I knw -,-). &lt;br /&gt;Alaaaa, Ronaldo didn't play, I think. &lt;br /&gt;Cos I fell asleep halfway through the game, dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before yesterday, &lt;br /&gt;syg msged me at 1.37am, good thing I was still wide&lt;br /&gt;awake at tht time. &lt;br /&gt;Had a "wheeeeeeee!" moment with him, &lt;br /&gt;then went to sleep. I really miss him siah.&lt;br /&gt;And also my friends. Esp my members. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, I knw I said tht many times. &lt;br /&gt;Heheh. I'm also missing NINAAAA! Which is Afrina. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I think I'll be gg to my real Pak Long's house. &lt;br /&gt;But I hope not lah siah. &lt;br /&gt;Cos dad'll bring me to see those phones -,-&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Okaylah. Nth to update about, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-5328761896668436635?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5328761896668436635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=5328761896668436635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5328761896668436635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5328761896668436635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/dia-balas-senyumku-ku-melompat-terharu.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-2469623998585343028</id><published>2007-10-19T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T17:31:15.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dad, i so cant believe you'd do this.&lt;br /&gt;ahh, dissapointed.&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop crying. &lt;br /&gt;wdv ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've already hide my savings.&lt;br /&gt;and i've sided my $200. &lt;br /&gt;when am i gonna buy tht item?&lt;br /&gt;sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they made me hate my life. &lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-2469623998585343028?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2469623998585343028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=2469623998585343028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2469623998585343028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2469623998585343028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/dad-i-so-cant-believe-youd-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-6823958804995048063</id><published>2007-10-17T15:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T15:42:31.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="lucida console"&gt;Mom sided Brother, &lt;br /&gt;while Dad sided me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, forget yeasterday. &lt;br /&gt;I miss Izwan. Also my seniors.&lt;br /&gt;Also my juniors. Also my friends, esp&lt;br /&gt;my members. Wait... &lt;br /&gt;How many times did I said tht? &lt;br /&gt;*sarcastic smile&lt;br /&gt;Wdv lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyah. Won't be making it on the 26th. -,-&lt;br /&gt;Maybe on the 25th? Nyeheh, so tak boleh wait siah.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. I really hope tht Dearest will make it.&lt;br /&gt;And mostly, Dearest will make &lt;B&gt;new&lt;/b&gt; friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hmmm. I'll be going out either on &lt;br /&gt;Sunday, or Monday with _______ . &lt;br /&gt;That'll remain low. Hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&amp; Seriously, I won't tell anyone! :D&lt;br /&gt;Eheh. I was thinking of going out today but... Neh!&lt;br /&gt;I can't. -,- Must take care of my Neeneeekkk. &lt;br /&gt;Tkperz. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my fave aun't and baby cousins came.&lt;br /&gt;Yeay! Obviously, I played with them.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, I played with Adek, or shuld I say, Afrina. [:&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps, she was damnnn naughty!&lt;br /&gt;Chased her around the whole house, haha.&lt;br /&gt;And also bullied her. Nyeheh. What can I say?&lt;br /&gt;I love bullying people, heheh.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I was told by aunt to tie Kakak's and Adek's&lt;br /&gt;hair. I did lah. Finally, Adek was so tired&lt;br /&gt;tht she lay down on me. I put her to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;Happy lah seh. Peace, at last!~&lt;br /&gt;Then, they need to go home, so Adek woke up. &lt;br /&gt;Aunt asked me whether I wanne follow her to &lt;br /&gt;Cwp or not. But I can't, boooo. Well, then,&lt;br /&gt;I carried Adek to the lift. Hahaha, how heavy&lt;br /&gt;can a three yr old be? (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I rested. &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Dad wanna buy me a new Motorola. &lt;br /&gt;Mom didn't agreed, so does bro. BUT!&lt;br /&gt;Since Dad agreed, they must also agree.&lt;br /&gt;Yeayyy, I love ayah lah oi. Nyeheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm bored. &lt;br /&gt;Rasyidah wen't off to play soccer.&lt;br /&gt;Zahra went off to go rayer. &lt;br /&gt;Anisa? I don't knw. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to meet him, soon. D:&lt;br /&gt;Bye laaahhh.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-6823958804995048063?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6823958804995048063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=6823958804995048063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6823958804995048063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/6823958804995048063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/mom-sided-brother-while-dad-sided-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-7738630083546183728</id><published>2007-10-16T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:48:38.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unkept promises.'/><title type='text'>unkept promises.</title><content type='html'>i've endured everything.&lt;br /&gt;everything you promised.&lt;br /&gt;and trust me, this isn't about my love, izwan&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you promised. &lt;br /&gt;you promised, thts wht you said.&lt;br /&gt;i can still remember wht you said.&lt;br /&gt;but did you kept it?&lt;br /&gt;did you?&lt;br /&gt;don't you know how a kid/teen feels&lt;br /&gt;when you give them unkept promises?&lt;br /&gt;you don't, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for this. i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i'm saying this, but i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;giving &lt;B&gt;me&lt;/b&gt; unkept promises gives me a big impact.&lt;br /&gt;and, what if i won't make it to the express stream?&lt;br /&gt;you'll break all the promises you made, huh?&lt;br /&gt;sigh. today was the best day ever, but you ruined it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends better than you guys.&lt;br /&gt;you guys don't even understand me. at all. &lt;br /&gt;my friends make me happy when i'm sad. &lt;br /&gt;what about you guys? ruin it to make me miserable?&lt;br /&gt;my life is miserable enough, and i don't need you guys to&lt;br /&gt;make it even worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart's dark. it's in pain. &lt;br /&gt;how'd you feel if your own flesh and blood &lt;br /&gt;gave you unkept promises?&lt;br /&gt;painful, i know. VERY painful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i don't wanna talk about this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;my two buddies tht i'm chatting with right now,&lt;br /&gt;mind councelling me? D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-7738630083546183728?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7738630083546183728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=7738630083546183728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7738630083546183728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7738630083546183728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/unkept-promises.html' title='unkept promises.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-8373220539986335977</id><published>2007-10-15T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T22:52:57.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all because of you.'/><title type='text'>i miss you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="lucida console"&gt;i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;very bored.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i'm &lt;b&gt;too&lt;/b&gt; bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him a little ; &lt;b&gt;a little too much&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;yeaps. too much, no wait. very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;very very&lt;/b&gt; much. -,-&lt;br /&gt;siggggghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.&lt;br /&gt;we didn't met for &lt;b&gt;five&lt;/b&gt; months.&lt;br /&gt;then, we met one day. but we &lt;i&gt;didn't&lt;/i&gt; talk.&lt;br /&gt;saadd. we can't meet everyday.&lt;br /&gt;he have strict grandparents, also a&lt;br /&gt;strict dad. i wish i could rewind time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;i wish i could rewind the time where&lt;br /&gt;the day i accidentally messeged him&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;if only i was careful tht time...&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;b&gt;don't&lt;/b&gt; believe tht he's changed.&lt;br /&gt;i think he's still the same, inside.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i &lt;b&gt;know&lt;/b&gt; he's still the same inside.&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know how to explain it.&lt;br /&gt;only rasyidah knows the difference when&lt;br /&gt;i told her to compare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know what, i can't be sad cause of this thang.&lt;br /&gt;aku kene happy (:&lt;br /&gt;i miss single life though, nyeheh.&lt;br /&gt;but i miss being in love too.&lt;br /&gt;well, i &lt;b&gt;AM&lt;/b&gt; in love. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;maybe this sad mood of mine is the cause&lt;br /&gt;of missing him too much and cause of my&lt;br /&gt;beloved god-bro, khair. i don't wish to tell it&lt;br /&gt;to anyone, only to rasyidah lah.&lt;br /&gt;but, for what i know is tht, 90%&lt;br /&gt;is the cause of missing him too much,&lt;br /&gt;and 10% is because of my god- bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that sayang make it on&lt;br /&gt;the 26th. doa- doa jer lar ehs.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope tht his dad will change&lt;br /&gt;his attitude, or i'm gonna kill him, for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;aiiinnnggg&lt;/b&gt;! kidding ayes. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i guess i'm done here.&lt;br /&gt;but, i'm still bored. D:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm &lt;b&gt;still&lt;/b&gt; missing him lah oi.&lt;br /&gt;sobs.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-8373220539986335977?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8373220539986335977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=8373220539986335977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8373220539986335977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8373220539986335977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you.'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-4351071928899950326</id><published>2007-10-15T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T14:47:58.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna knw where you belong,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna knw why I sing this song.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to show how much I feel,&lt;br /&gt;is tht a dream or issit real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nvr look where you belong.&lt;br /&gt;until I'm gonna sing my song.&lt;br /&gt;Issit a lie or issit true?&lt;br /&gt;So many tears I've cried for you .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, a million tears for you .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A million tears that I have cried.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were right by my side.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to show how much I care,&lt;br /&gt;believe in me I will be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew where you belong, &lt;br /&gt;whenever you jst hear my song. &lt;br /&gt;Issit a lie or is it true? &lt;br /&gt;So many tears I've cried for you ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knw there's something in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I knw there's something in your smile.&lt;br /&gt;Jst I feel like losing all my love tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I read between the lines, everynight&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching for your sight. You belong to heaven ~&lt;br /&gt;I need you, you're always on my mind. &lt;br /&gt;That's all you left behind. My love will last Eternally.&lt;br /&gt;I need you, like no one else before, you're all tht&lt;br /&gt;I adore. My love will last eternally, I need you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things of there to do, &lt;br /&gt;you're still the only one tht I ever need.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I read between the lines,&lt;br /&gt;every night I'm waiting for your sights. &lt;br /&gt;You belong to heaven. &lt;br /&gt;I need you, you're always on my mind. &lt;br /&gt;That's all you left behind. My love will last eternally.&lt;br /&gt;I need you, like no one else before, you're all tht&lt;br /&gt;I adore. My love will last eternally, I need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Orang amek lyric dari lagu jiwang ke ape.&lt;br /&gt;Aku amek lyric dari lagu techno. -,-&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I don't knw but, to me lah. He KINDA changed.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that he's still the same, inside. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-4351071928899950326?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4351071928899950326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=4351071928899950326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4351071928899950326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4351071928899950326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-wanna-knw-where-you-belong-i-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-7035561467264528570</id><published>2007-10-15T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T00:46:57.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merayu-ing. -,-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA!&lt;br /&gt;MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ehm ehm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To all my friends, Ikha&lt;br /&gt;minta maaf dari hujong rambot hingger&lt;br /&gt;hujong kaki jika Ikha terkasar bahaser ke,&lt;br /&gt;menyinggung hati krg ker. Atao bnyk doser&lt;br /&gt;terhadap krg ke. Ape ape lah. Ikha&lt;br /&gt;minta maafff yerrr. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knw its late lah,&lt;br /&gt;but nehmind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of Raya,&lt;br /&gt;my whole famm was like, raya-ing the whole&lt;br /&gt;day. Hah, semangat! Before that,&lt;br /&gt;we bermaaf-maafan of course. Bro and I ALMOST cried!&lt;br /&gt;But we hold on to it, hehs.&lt;br /&gt;Well, afta the long day,&lt;br /&gt;we went home at 6+pm, and Bro and I went&lt;br /&gt;straight to sleep! Tiring lah oi.&lt;br /&gt;Slept till the next day, which is today. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was so totally very happy,&lt;br /&gt;cos the first house I went was to my fave&lt;br /&gt;cousin's house, which was Mustaqim's house.&lt;br /&gt;Yippie! Sabrina was also there! :D&lt;br /&gt;I played with my Prince, haha. Lihin laaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home at 9+. My house was the last house:D&lt;br /&gt;They all went home at .... 10.30pm? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Afta they went home, I listened to my mp3 songs.&lt;br /&gt;And fcuk lahhhh. Sayang messeged me, but I didn't&lt;br /&gt;reply due to listening to the songs.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Regretted lah sial.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Takper, I hope tht I can messege him tmr morning(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm really missing him.&lt;br /&gt;Very much. In fact, it's TOO much. D:&lt;br /&gt;Tkperlah. Sabar jer-,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I still love him, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;Bye arhhh. Majok siaks. Lol, no luh. -,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-7035561467264528570?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7035561467264528570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=7035561467264528570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7035561467264528570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/7035561467264528570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/merayu-ing.html' title='Merayu-ing. -,-'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-4435694877204648369</id><published>2007-10-12T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T23:54:49.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISS HIM TERRIBLY LARRRRRR ~&lt;br /&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-4435694877204648369?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4435694877204648369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=4435694877204648369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4435694877204648369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4435694877204648369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/cries-i-miss-him-terribly-larrrrrr-dd.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-8808748599118231141</id><published>2007-10-12T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T22:47:02.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.chocopets.com/wrapper.php?pid=12182" target="_blank"&gt;My chocopet, heh.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, JJ told me to do this,&lt;br /&gt;and so, I did. &lt;br /&gt;Nyahahah, have fun. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-8808748599118231141?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8808748599118231141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=8808748599118231141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8808748599118231141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/8808748599118231141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/lol-jj-told-me-to-do-this-and-so-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-1150864929790354939</id><published>2007-10-10T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T16:09:53.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, I'm His. &lt;br /&gt;Nyeheheh, proud nyerrrr. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I woke up late. -,-&lt;br /&gt;I promised Sayang that I'll meet him at &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;6.30am&lt;/b&gt; in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;Nyahahah, I knw lah. Pagi giler. xD&lt;br /&gt;It all went like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Dad to wake me up at 6am. &lt;br /&gt;But guessed what? He woke me up&lt;br /&gt;at 6.20am. -,- And I also pormised to meet&lt;br /&gt;up widd Nana at 6.15am. Ahhhh, yes, I'm seriously late!&lt;br /&gt;So, I went for a quick shower, then went out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;Phiew, naseb jumpe Nana while I was on the way!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Msged Sayang. And he said tht he's under block&lt;br /&gt;371. I headed thr. -,- &lt;br /&gt;And I saw him! Nyahahah. Ahhhhh, dier ngn mawhawk- mawhawk&lt;br /&gt;dier skali. Hehe, cair lah. [x&lt;br /&gt;From there, I passed him his birthday &lt;br /&gt;present:D&lt;br /&gt;And he also sent me to school. Haaaahaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;At least aku brave siket kan, kan.&lt;br /&gt;Went kuckoo afta seeing him. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to school and did nothing. -,-&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, not nothing lah actually. &lt;br /&gt;First, there was computer lab lesson. Boring lah sial.&lt;br /&gt;Second, we went off for MT.&lt;br /&gt;Ratnah wasn't there as her class went for computer lab lesson too.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Syarifah didn't come to school, booo. &lt;br /&gt;So, I was alone. D: &lt;br /&gt;But! Good thing Haziq and Ahmad were thr&lt;br /&gt;to entertain me with their lame jokes. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyar. Today, Sayang messaged me for the &lt;i&gt;last&lt;/i&gt; time.&lt;br /&gt;Cos his fone's been confiscated. Boooooo lah. D:&lt;br /&gt;And I also bet tht my bill's rising like hell. &lt;br /&gt;Kiweks laahhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, conitinue-ing. &lt;br /&gt;Went back to class afta recess. &lt;br /&gt;Teacher gave us free time lah. &lt;br /&gt;Fun, okay! Irfan brought his Uno Stacko.&lt;br /&gt;Weee. Irfan, myself, Ahmad and Haziq played it.&lt;br /&gt;While playing, Irfan on-ed his phone and played&lt;br /&gt;some of our fave songs:D&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun. I guess tht I was the most noisy&lt;br /&gt;person in the group. -,-&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I shouted like I saw a lizard when &lt;br /&gt;the thing fell. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all we did to school. &lt;br /&gt;Not bad for a boring day lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, ______ and I are fasting halfday today. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Nafsu tak boleh tahan lah. &lt;br /&gt;Nana and Rat can't fast. -,-&lt;br /&gt;Slumber siak muke bile minom air!~&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I so love Sayang laahh sehh!&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, byebyeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-1150864929790354939?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1150864929790354939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=1150864929790354939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1150864929790354939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/1150864929790354939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-im-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-387574968473922247</id><published>2007-10-09T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T21:12:27.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IHATEYOU.&lt;br /&gt;YOU MADE MY LIFE WORSE.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU, AND IM NEVER FORGIVING YOU,&lt;br /&gt;YOU SIALAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F LAH. WHY MUST YOU MADE MY LIFE&lt;br /&gt;MISERABLE? &lt;br /&gt;THTS IT. &lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE LAST STRAW. &lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU, AND THTS FINAL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;IM NEVER FORGIVING YOU.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAL, I HATE YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-387574968473922247?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/387574968473922247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=387574968473922247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/387574968473922247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/387574968473922247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/ihateyou.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-3662322562446536504</id><published>2007-10-09T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T15:35:31.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fcuk, I'm so damn bored. &lt;br /&gt;I feel like eating. Actually ... I wanna eat. &lt;br /&gt;Haha, only tht, I can't lar. Kene tahan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a really enjoyable day. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, PSLE'S OVER!&lt;br /&gt;Haha. The moment when the Invigilator&lt;br /&gt;told us to put down our pens &amp; collected&lt;br /&gt;our papers, we all &lt;br /&gt;shouted, "FREEEEEDDDOOMMM!" &lt;br /&gt;Nyahahah, wht can I say?&lt;br /&gt;We SiliAns only think about Freedom. &lt;br /&gt;Hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to the lib. &lt;br /&gt;Saw Syarifah!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Widd her sis and all. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Then, waited for Nas &amp; gang to arrive but they weren't there.&lt;br /&gt;F LAH. Waited for them since 10.30 till 1.05pm. &lt;br /&gt;Mickey already went out and msged me but Nas and gang haven't?&lt;br /&gt;Neneks lar. &lt;br /&gt;Tiring lahh sialans. But nehmind. &lt;br /&gt;Headed to Nana's house afta tht. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rat and Nana ate kueh raye infront of me, &lt;br /&gt;pk style pehh? Hahah. Aku lapar lah sial. &lt;br /&gt;Kueh raye lak tu. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crapped at her house. &lt;br /&gt;Haaahh, fun fun. Nana was being like a ... &lt;br /&gt;A ... Hmm. I don't know how to explain it, heh. &lt;br /&gt;But wdv lah. At 3, Rat and I went off to &lt;br /&gt;Vista Point. She went thr to buy food. -,-&lt;br /&gt;Afta tht, waited for the bus and saw&lt;br /&gt;my cousin, Sab, and her gang + her boyfie. &lt;br /&gt;Aiks? Amcm mane- mane aku pergi nampak dier?&lt;br /&gt;Aku pergi Library, dier pon ade pat library.&lt;br /&gt;Aku pergi Treehouse, dier pon ade pat Treehouse.&lt;br /&gt;Nie plak, Vista Point?! Hahah. &lt;br /&gt;Ohyar, her boyfie and herself are sweet ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Then, went home. &lt;br /&gt;Okay lah. I know Vista Point is near my house but,&lt;br /&gt;wht can I say?! I need to send Rat to the interchange, &lt;br /&gt;as promised. Takper, youu my friend mahhh. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at about... 4? Hah. &lt;br /&gt;Didn't get scoldings, hooraayyy!&lt;br /&gt;Well, the moment I stepped into my &lt;br /&gt;house, I saw Daddy cleaning up the house. o.0&lt;br /&gt;Semangat seh. Hahah. &lt;br /&gt;And thts when I found my computer in his room.&lt;br /&gt;Nice siak! NOT! &lt;br /&gt;I want it to be in the living room back. ):&lt;br /&gt;Wdv lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went online. Chatted widd many peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Also exchanged some songs. &lt;br /&gt;Yea, those usual stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, I was told to clean up my room &lt;br /&gt;which is FULL of papers. Hehe?&lt;br /&gt;I told mom I don't wanna clean it up.&lt;br /&gt;I only wanna clean it up today. &lt;br /&gt;But wht to do, I can't. I was forced to &lt;br /&gt;clean it up. Makk. Needed 6 big bags&lt;br /&gt;to clear all the papers. &lt;br /&gt;Haha. Good thing mom didn't saw those love&lt;br /&gt;letters tht I throwed. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyar! I also found many pichas!&lt;br /&gt;First, I found my brother's Nursery picha.&lt;br /&gt;Showed him and the first thang he did was laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, his ears were BIG during tht age I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;Nyahahahah!~&lt;br /&gt;Next up, I found my K1 &amp; K2 pichas!&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaayyy! I spotted Irfan in my K1 picha!&lt;br /&gt;Also Adillah! And myself!  &lt;br /&gt;Cute- cute tau kite sume. Nyahahah.&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't found my Nursery picha though.&lt;br /&gt;There was Fitri in it. &lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Blessed lah aku dapat kawan yg dari&lt;br /&gt;kindergarten aku!~&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, showered.&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop sneazing lah sial. &lt;br /&gt;Hahah, then continued to play the comp. &lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I didn't ans those who Msn-ed me.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at tht night,&lt;br /&gt;Mickey msged me. &lt;br /&gt;He wanted to meet me on 6.30am today.&lt;br /&gt;Sad. I can't, no school mah. D:&lt;br /&gt;Takper, besok then boleh. (:&lt;br /&gt;And I surely know tht Rasyidah&lt;br /&gt;knows wht will happen tomorrow, 10 Oct. &lt;br /&gt;:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah. &lt;br /&gt;Bye lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-3662322562446536504?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3662322562446536504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=3662322562446536504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3662322562446536504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3662322562446536504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/sigh_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-5373804037287021712</id><published>2007-10-08T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T16:48:55.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cnt update much. &lt;br /&gt;my dad cleaned the house. &lt;br /&gt;moved everything to different places.&lt;br /&gt;then moved my computer desktop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FROM THE LIVING ROOM, IT WAS PLACED&lt;br /&gt;IN THE MASTER ROOM.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;nice kan!?!&lt;br /&gt;now, i have no privacy!&lt;br /&gt;thts very nice!&lt;br /&gt;and thts why i cant update much. &lt;br /&gt;if i dont reply ya on MSN, means &lt;br /&gt;tht my parents are around, damn.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;bye lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-5373804037287021712?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5373804037287021712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=5373804037287021712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5373804037287021712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/5373804037287021712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-cnt-update-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-2263818094962481468</id><published>2007-10-07T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T19:33:45.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nenek's been very sick during these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried. &lt;br /&gt;Sigh. She kept on saying tht everything's dark, &lt;br /&gt;and she's been having headache.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I hope she gets well soon. &lt;br /&gt;I've also been having hiccups non-stop &lt;br /&gt;since just now. -,-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-2263818094962481468?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2263818094962481468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=2263818094962481468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2263818094962481468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2263818094962481468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/neneks-been-very-sick-during-these-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-4136296604667946575</id><published>2007-10-05T14:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T15:30:30.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's paper was not bad. Kinda okay. The karangan thingy. I wrote Soalan 1. Hahaa. I don't understand why people say Soalan 1 was harder than Soalan 2. For me lah, the picture's harder. :\ Ohyar. English was easy. Tak susah, tak senang. Maths? Maths? Don't even talk about it. I feel like dying halfway while doing it. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've changed my blogskin, obviousllyyyy. I've also inserted the song. Hahah. Yes, I miss MTV. Hahah. This week, I feel veryveryyyyy excited/lazy. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I just arrived home. Yeap, from merayap-ing. Ye lahhh, tak serik- serik lagi. Hehe. Went out with Nana, Rat, Irfan, Hafiz, Nas and Syahdirwan/Wan. Hahaaa. His voice's just like a cartoon. Kalahkan cartoon taw. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were actually at the library until Rat and Irfan got kicked out. I think the library's getting even more strict than before. I prefer the "Datuk" then "Nenek" siak. (: Soooo, we went to the Treehouse. Yes, started a new chapter there. Phuck the past aje lah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan, Myself and Rat kept on disturbing the new couple. Hahah. &lt;I&gt;"Eh! Gi depan! Depan lagi! Ah, skg gi kanan sikit! Pergi lah! Nak dekat- dekat abeh MALU pulak!"&lt;/I&gt; Muahhaha. They're still shy. Haha. And Nana said tht our techtique dari dulu sampai skg tak tukar tukar. Wahahahh, ape nak buat? It feels like we're all back in the past. Well, the &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; past memories of course. (: Only that, we have Wan-tan widd us. Okay fine, I was called as &lt;B&gt;KeIKHAan&lt;/b&gt; by him. -,- Right, right, that'll be my new nick, for now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we yapyapyap. Then go home. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh yar, eh yar. Yesterday, I met up with Mickeeeyyyy !!! &lt;B&gt;*SCREAMMMSSS!*&lt;/b&gt; Omg omg omg, he changed alot! We haven't been seeing each other for &lt;B&gt;5&lt;/b&gt; months and now, he changed alot! &lt;i&gt;&lt;small&gt;Jakon siak.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He's grown taller, and his voice has broke. Waaahhh, no wonder I said Hello to him many times at the phone when he called. Hahaha. Tapi kesian. &lt;i&gt;Biler tak jumper, rindu rindu. Biler jumper jek, malu malu.&lt;/i&gt; Haha. That's what Nana said. Eleh, jangan ckp orang. Kaw pon same. *Evil smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh. Sabrina, my cousin, knows that I love Mickey. Wahhh, I didn't told her and she knew? Mesti Mickey bilang. Haha. Cos yesterday, Sab called me and points at Mickey, with her smile. Haha. She keeps my secret as long as she keeps mine. Wahahahah, aku sayang lah cousin aku nie. I only trust her. Hehehe. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm hoping that I'll meet up with Mickey next week! Okay, I promise to myself that I won't be shy. (((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklah. Wanne go now. Hey, next week's the end of PSLE. Afta the paper's over, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;Big&gt;&lt;b&gt;LET HELL BREAK LOSE! &gt;:D&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-4136296604667946575?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4136296604667946575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=4136296604667946575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4136296604667946575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/4136296604667946575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-3739179732464952337</id><published>2007-09-29T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T22:18:25.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I suddenly feel like blogging. Hooray. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a fugging bored day. Well... Not until now. I still can't Fast. Damnn, but nevermind. And I heard tht Fauzan will be going to my school tomorrow, yeayness. Cos, he wanna meet ________ . Haha. Don't be scared, he's "&lt;I&gt;friendly&lt;/i&gt;". ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I heard tht Irfan's gonna buy a new hairspray. Yahooooo, this shall be meant for myself, Rat, and also himself. Ohyar. Be Yourself Day as well as Childrens' Day &lt;B&gt;sucked&lt;/b&gt;. No extended recess, no suspended timetable, not even a longer concert. Hell yeah it was "memorable". -,-  I loved it! NOT! Haha. But I loved the part where we faked- laughed to Mr Tay's jokes. "HA-HA-HA-HA". -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm hopeless. I didn't study for my PSLE. Well, maybe I did. But &lt;B&gt;nothing&lt;/b&gt; went into my head. Sheesh, now you know how hopeless I am. o.O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm at home, updating. Blahblah. Ohyeah. Yesterday, I messaged Mickey, and also his sister. :DD It was fun, and funny too. Yes yes, I did enjoyed it, but mostly messaging with Mickey! But, sadly, he called, but I didn't answer his call 'cause of too much enjoy-ment watching the teevee, sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, my hair's getting longer. Ahh, I wanna have a haircut, ASAP! But, it's a 99.9% of chance that I won't be getting it ASAP. Mom's busy, awww. -,-  I'll give her time lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel any worries 'bout PSLE, well, maybe a little. And I observed that, many SiliAns have been online for a long time. Other than myself lah. Haha. SiliAns pemalas btol. Lah, diri aku sendiri samer jugak per. And, I wanna go to Evergreen! But I don't know what's the real aggregate for Express. It's either lower than 200, or higher. Anybody, can please let me know the real aggregate? Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which school to go. Evergreen? Or Marsiling? Hmm. Hmm. Hmmmmmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh yes. Tomorrow, I may NOT be online, but I would be coming home late though. 'Cause I'm going to Causeway's Power 9 to buy Mickey's birthday present. Yes! It's coming in 9 more days. Hoho, I'm quite excited here as he's gonna get multiple number of presents from me. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah. Enough updates.&lt;br /&gt;Bye. Aku nak chat. -,-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-3739179732464952337?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3739179732464952337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=3739179732464952337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3739179732464952337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/3739179732464952337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-suddenly-feel-like-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-2857129972171897229</id><published>2007-09-28T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T21:56:39.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-.-"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ok. i only wanna post this for a few minutes,&lt;br /&gt;cos i dont wanna waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;yes lah, i missed blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st.&lt;br /&gt;i've improved on my maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;25/50&lt;/em&gt;, okay i knw its bad.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, at least i improved, from bad to good!&lt;br /&gt;and thats a big acheivement for me; from a Ugrader to&lt;br /&gt;a C/D grader? oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd.&lt;br /&gt;since the day i broke up with haikal,&lt;br /&gt;i got so so many __.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it whenever this happens but hey, i cnt&lt;br /&gt;stop this.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; some ppl still thinks tht i still like haikal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eeeeeeeewwwwwwww&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hari hari aku gado ngn dier cam anjeng &amp;amp; kuceng.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;krg pukir aku maseh suke die? pls lah, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku da tak suke dier lagi&lt;/em&gt;. okay?&lt;br /&gt;da tak,&lt;br /&gt;da tak,&lt;br /&gt;da taaaakkk!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay. end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; this someone.&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;strong&gt; like&lt;/strong&gt; this someone.&lt;br /&gt;love is &lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt; than like, right... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he&lt;/strong&gt; knws i love him, and &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; knws i like him.&lt;br /&gt;both of them have the same feeling towards me.&lt;br /&gt;and hopes that i'll pick them.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm confused!&lt;br /&gt;if i pick the person i like, the person i love&lt;br /&gt;will be sososo crushed. and if i pick the person&lt;br /&gt;who i love, the person i like will be sososo crushed too.&lt;br /&gt;ohmyyyyyyyyy, help is needed!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;"&lt;em&gt;following my heart&lt;/em&gt;" won't help. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anymore?&lt;br /&gt;okay, i guess no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i miss the person i love&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i went to lib with irfan and rat.&lt;br /&gt;did my composition while they talked.&lt;br /&gt;can't stop hitting irfan, ish!&lt;br /&gt;afta finishing my compo, decided to go&lt;br /&gt;to cwp. but when we got out of the lib,&lt;br /&gt;we met up with &lt;strong&gt;aqid and ashraf&lt;/strong&gt;! so we went there&lt;br /&gt;together- gether.&lt;br /&gt;seriously lah seh, irfan and i just &lt;em&gt;wont&lt;/em&gt; stop hitting each other.&lt;br /&gt;haha. we went there just to teman irfan to go to power 9 and&lt;br /&gt;buy him thhe bracelet thingy.&lt;br /&gt;then while waiting for the bracelet to be done,&lt;br /&gt;we walked around cwp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to 77th street. and looked at he stuffs there.&lt;br /&gt;nice mahn. i was thinking of buying the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;striped long- sleeve thingy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, its nice! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;and oh, &lt;em&gt;somebody&lt;/em&gt;'s birthday is coming, in 12 more days!~&lt;br /&gt;and aqid's birthday coming in ... 6 more days?&lt;br /&gt;qid, happy 13th birthday in advance! wahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;ive already thought of buying "it" to &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;. and aqid?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. enta eh. lols.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry, i'll think of it. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSLE's just &lt;strong&gt;5 days away&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm &lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; not revising, wtf?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyar. today celebrated Be Yourself Day, as wells as Childrens' Day.&lt;br /&gt;fun though. i wore a &lt;strong&gt;plain orange shirt, jeans, sneakers&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ohyar, and also &lt;strong&gt;sprayed my hair with orange spray&lt;/strong&gt;!~ (:&lt;br /&gt;niceeee. its all irfan's, mine's and rat's idea. went to sch at 7 in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;then met at cyber cove. and sprayed our hair!&lt;br /&gt;irfan looked like a gangsta, yeah. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afta sch, went to the lib. did my homework.&lt;br /&gt;then saw fauzan, and he showed me his malay work.&lt;br /&gt;i was like, omggggg. he srsly needs to speak english MORE!~&lt;br /&gt;heheh, as his &lt;em&gt;malay tuitor&lt;/em&gt;, i advice him in doing tht. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohgreat, im now also umarul's &lt;em&gt;english&lt;/em&gt; tuitor.&lt;br /&gt;haha. its fun though, correcting his compo.&lt;br /&gt;well, while i was reading his compo in the hall just now.&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly shouted. cos the main character died. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okey. i guess thts all.&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna update till the week afta next week.&lt;br /&gt;bye people.&lt;br /&gt;once again, &lt;strong&gt;good luck for all those&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p6s!~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-2857129972171897229?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2857129972171897229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=2857129972171897229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2857129972171897229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/2857129972171897229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='-.-&quot;'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25222454.post-728926660409846015</id><published>2007-09-24T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T20:30:39.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSLE!</title><content type='html'>Omg, omg, &lt;br /&gt;PSLE'S JUST A WEEK AWAY!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be onlining much, I think. &lt;br /&gt;Hellooooo, I need to revise. &lt;br /&gt;I believe that other p6s are doing it too, right? &lt;br /&gt;Ahh, it's really scaring me off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad wants me to aim C for Maths. &lt;br /&gt;&amp; Fauzan wants me to aim B. Well, &lt;br /&gt;both just wants me to aim what I can get lah, &lt;br /&gt;as long as its not in the U-grade. &lt;br /&gt;And! Aiming 46/100 for my Maths isn't enough. &lt;br /&gt;Cause the U-grade is 25 &amp; below over 50. &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;Dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to drill myself. &lt;br /&gt;I don't have those kinds of expectations, really!&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today afta remedial, I went to the Lib&lt;br /&gt;with Rat, Irfan &amp; Hafiz. Haaahhh, we were damn noisy? -.="&lt;br /&gt;I guess that we're too noisy till the Fuchun Sec girls&lt;br /&gt;were staring at us. Hahaaaaaaa? =.="&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah, Fauzan was there too! :D&lt;br /&gt;Together with Nadhir &amp; Fiona. (:&lt;br /&gt;And I somehow felt weird when he talks in English? &lt;br /&gt;Tak biasa dok. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, while Irfan, Rat, Hafiz &amp; Myself were playing &lt;br /&gt;the comp, there were &lt;B&gt;four&lt;/b&gt; Woodlanders &amp; they &lt;br /&gt;were disturbing us? Haha, obviously they were boys lah.&lt;br /&gt;AND! &lt;I&gt;Someebooddyyy&lt;/i&gt; didn't attend Madrasah remedial today!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, padehal aku sendiri tak attend siot. -.="&lt;br /&gt;Haaah, takpe, duadua malas, ape nak buat. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey, then, went to Causeway and bought Syarifah's&lt;br /&gt;Birthday present. &lt;br /&gt;Then went to the interchange to go home. &lt;br /&gt;Then the bus came.&lt;br /&gt;While the bus stopped infront of 511, &lt;br /&gt;I saw somebody. &lt;br /&gt;Ah! I was like, &lt;I&gt;omg omg, its him &amp; Lutfil!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danggg I wished I was outside the bus! x(&lt;br /&gt;Haaa, yes, aku rindu sangat pada dia. &lt;br /&gt;Kesian taw. &lt;I&gt;Bila nak jumpa, tak dapat. Bila da nampak,&lt;br /&gt;tak sempat bobal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naseb aku lar ehhhh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey lah. Wanna do some checking on the homeworks&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then, rest:D&lt;br /&gt;Bye people!&lt;br /&gt;Gd luck to all P6s! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25222454-728926660409846015?l=endlesslov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/728926660409846015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25222454&amp;postID=728926660409846015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/728926660409846015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25222454/posts/default/728926660409846015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endlesslov-e.blogspot.com/2007/09/psle.html' title='PSLE!'/><author><name>Nrikha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzzTYAJwXQ/To7TWIdPNyI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/hF4B-3JOBUs/s220/IMG_1073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
