<?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-7119156026187769340</id><updated>2012-02-10T20:33:34.371+08:00</updated><category term='mothers&apos;s day cum movie outing cum study'/><title type='text'>...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>542</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-2992944953427344951</id><published>2012-01-23T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T22:36:18.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s5esS8uD4hA/Tx1wQgE9w-I/AAAAAAAADI8/_uJUMwNaW1s/s1600/164133_172244269479864_141248179246140_321041_5603108_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s5esS8uD4hA/Tx1wQgE9w-I/AAAAAAAADI8/_uJUMwNaW1s/s400/164133_172244269479864_141248179246140_321041_5603108_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700836132111893474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I celebrate Chinese New Year. The best Chinese New Year Celebration with my family ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, I biked down to East Coast Park with brother to join my mum's side for a family picnic. Picnic-for sure, eat! Eat and eat and enjoy the sea breeze until it pours. The whole situation was epic. My aunties made a human tent. Don't ask how, it just happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we biked back to Yishun to cousin's house which is my dad's side for steamboat. Eat again baybeh! Grilled meat,prawn,fishball,tomyum soup and many many more! Splendid! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, I went out the entire day to eat! Eat with my family. I love today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUUTTTTTT! Good things always come with a but. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. I got a lot of incomplete assignments. Need to chiong them today and tomorrow. *sad face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope tomorrow will be another good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-2992944953427344951?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2992944953427344951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=2992944953427344951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2992944953427344951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2992944953427344951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-how-i-celebrate-chinese-new.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s5esS8uD4hA/Tx1wQgE9w-I/AAAAAAAADI8/_uJUMwNaW1s/s72-c/164133_172244269479864_141248179246140_321041_5603108_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-717601093457447496</id><published>2012-01-21T19:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T21:32:27.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82U-gIeF5ZM/Txq-ZV7bmWI/AAAAAAAADIw/n-RS8KnyEKY/s1600/400962_349464791748410_100000546752842_1319925_1450067183_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82U-gIeF5ZM/Txq-ZV7bmWI/AAAAAAAADIw/n-RS8KnyEKY/s400/400962_349464791748410_100000546752842_1319925_1450067183_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700077620983208290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking of my late gran for the past two days. I miss her real bad. I've never heard from her for the past 7months past. All I have now is just photos and her kain. For the past 7 months, never once I never slept with her kain. I've never wash it not even once. Don't want the smell of her to go away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats worse when I went to KTPH with Ganeish and Eos yesterday. The thought of those days when I went back to and fro to CGH just to visit gran even for just a few minutes. I miss touching her arms, those thin hands but still nice to touch. Her voice, her smile and her touch. When I walked past KTPH's pharmacy, those wheel chairs just had to remind me of her. The emergency room where I rushed to from school. I miss her calling me my full name. I miss everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you rest in peace, nenek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-717601093457447496?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/717601093457447496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=717601093457447496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/717601093457447496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/717601093457447496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-kept-thinking-of-my-late-gran-for.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82U-gIeF5ZM/Txq-ZV7bmWI/AAAAAAAADIw/n-RS8KnyEKY/s72-c/400962_349464791748410_100000546752842_1319925_1450067183_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-8588969141321558783</id><published>2012-01-18T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T18:27:48.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I couldn't express any greater gratitude to this special friend of mine that I met in Sembawang Secondary School. She has been a great help, a great friend and a great listener. This girl never fails to be there for me when I needed help in oractically everything and anything. Even if she's buzy with school, she still could find the time to just help me with my school work. Like seriously, how amazing can she get?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dNgeJzUn26o/TxaeXp5rE-I/AAAAAAAADIk/jzp9YA6gN94/s1600/DSC01055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dNgeJzUn26o/TxaeXp5rE-I/AAAAAAAADIk/jzp9YA6gN94/s400/DSC01055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698916507705873378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Ms Eos Noelle Louise Oaper Subaan! &lt;333333333&lt;br /&gt;Friends Forever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(HAHAHAH! Emo for a moment. Back to chemistry!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-8588969141321558783?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8588969141321558783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=8588969141321558783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8588969141321558783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8588969141321558783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-couldnt-express-any-greater-gratitude.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dNgeJzUn26o/TxaeXp5rE-I/AAAAAAAADIk/jzp9YA6gN94/s72-c/DSC01055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-9178668812429539680</id><published>2012-01-13T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T22:53:34.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I survived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu10UFj_WbM/TxBA__rVDLI/AAAAAAAADIU/TlarSXtMvPU/s1600/409309_306964256007864_141248179246140_802722_1449614470_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu10UFj_WbM/TxBA__rVDLI/AAAAAAAADIU/TlarSXtMvPU/s400/409309_306964256007864_141248179246140_802722_1449614470_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697124996792782002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I survived the first week of school! I'm so proud of myself. First week went rather well. I did not fall asleep in class not even once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an awesome class this year. 11B5 FTW! The class is more fun and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kecoh&lt;/span&gt;. I still got my best friends with me in the same class and also met a few more new friends. I thank god for this great circle of friends this year. Hope it will go well throughout the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even its only the first week of school, I'm already packed with so much assignments to do. Pre-U 2 is seriously no joke. Its okay, two more years and you'll see me is NUS, business. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-9178668812429539680?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/9178668812429539680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=9178668812429539680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/9178668812429539680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/9178668812429539680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-survived.html' title='I survived!'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu10UFj_WbM/TxBA__rVDLI/AAAAAAAADIU/TlarSXtMvPU/s72-c/409309_306964256007864_141248179246140_802722_1449614470_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-2344547497379288264</id><published>2012-01-10T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T23:13:18.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its only the second day of school and I'm already stress up. Yesterday mum was like, "First day of school got so much homework already?" Sigh. Presenting a life of a Pre-U2 student. Lots of assignments to do and lesson schedule are so packed! I totally can't find any time to go for consultation. I'm totally screwed for PAA. I don't get a single thing into my tinny winny brain. No time to go for consultation and its partly because of my fucking cca! Why are we even have to keep going for CCA with a coach when we ourselves know that we will be badly defeated in the A-divs. Seriously! Which donkey don't know that?! So Mdm S, stop wasting the school money to hire the coach and just close down the fucking CCA! Uber useless and CMI one... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part have yet to come. PW haven't even started and I'm like so stress. I was doing Math just now and I did so many careless stupid mistakes. What is wrong with me?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough talk, need to continue on my assignments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck everyone! (actually no one reads this, HAHA!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-2344547497379288264?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2344547497379288264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=2344547497379288264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2344547497379288264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2344547497379288264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-only-second-day-of-school-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-1854494731375485447</id><published>2012-01-06T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T23:41:50.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B.E.A.U.TIFUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wqfjwyCiiAY/TwcWFrlZREI/AAAAAAAADIA/rJNxJNHaG9w/s1600/406958_2752471183848_1619719775_2562617_1479633614_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Oh my!! I'm so proud of myself! I studied so diligently today. HAHA! Since when I'm so into chemistry? Thanks to the sweetest person on earth, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;eosoapernoellelouisesubaan&lt;/span&gt;. I met her yesterday just for chemistry and it really helps so much. Yesterday was really productive. I woke up and did econs essay. Then went out to meet Eos. Then I came back home and do chemistry till the next morning. Wahh seyh! If only I can be like this everyday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-721404357785764020?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/721404357785764020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=721404357785764020&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/721404357785764020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/721404357785764020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2012/01/time-check-2.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-6934885160140104198</id><published>2012-01-06T01:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T01:37:10.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Baik! Baik abang!&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not that hungry you cook for me.&lt;br /&gt;When at this time, I'm darn hungry you never cook for me! &lt;br /&gt;That's it! I nak gi macdonald now! &lt;br /&gt;Do chemistry makes me hungry!&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Surprisingly, I don't feel sleepy when doing Chemistry. Time check: 1.37am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-6934885160140104198?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6934885160140104198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=6934885160140104198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6934885160140104198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6934885160140104198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2012/01/baik-baik-abang-when-im-not-that-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4685735972947937239</id><published>2012-01-03T03:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T03:29:55.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 3.14am now and I haven't sleep yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Happy New Year everyone. This year, I didn't prepare my new year resolution list at all cause I know clearly that I can't follow them. HAHA~! All I wish for 2012 is for it to be a great year. A year where I can explore more things and have a fantastic pre-U journey and of course do well of my A levels this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I still awake at this time? That is because I am a BIG TIME procrastinator. Yes, I just finished another econs essay. I think I wrote them like it was my GP essay. I totally wrote loads of bullshit. I'll be dead once school reopen, totally! Stuck at Chemistry, blur at Econs and just don't give a damn about Math. Yay, me -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I breathed in the cooling fresh air from outside and I wish that I could just stay out there even if its just under the void deck. The weather in the morning is just so nice and refreshing. That cooling weather reminds me of me being a councillor facilitating the Emerging Leaders Camp. Us sleeping in the canteen benches since sleeping in the AVA room was way too cold but the canteen turns out to be so cold too. Those days where we acted so cool. Like the head of the school. You know, councillors siol! HAHA! Where we can get excess of so many things. Doing things that ordinary students don't do. Isn't it cool. Councillors acting like staffs. Sleeping in the meeting room, legs on the table. Free flow coffee/tea and biscuits! Walk down the hallway and almost the whole school knows you. Directing students what they should do and advising them. Doing night patrolling during camps. Checking out how these 'kids' sleep. Ensuring that they get some rest and also scolding these juniors! HAHAHHA! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Macam kakak fierce gitu..&lt;/span&gt;Being someone whom they look up to. Man, miss those times. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Boleh berangan sekarang Haz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I need to get some rest and wake up early later and continue with my assignments. Sigh. 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4761185050565791129</id><published>2011-12-23T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T20:43:03.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank god I'm alive.</title><content type='html'>I thank god once again for another day on this beautiful place call Earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How silly I was to think that I was going to die on a tragic death on the ferry back home to Singapore that day when the huge waves came in which makes the ferry (rocks?)hard. Its far worst than a roller coaster ride. Can you just imagine in some video games, when the boat takes off from a ramp it will fly then (bounce?). Yes, I experienced that. Exactly that! Smoke started to come out from the engine and we got stuck in the ferry for like an hour. The ferry stopped in the middle of the sea. Right left front back all I can see was water. What makes the situation worst was when a child loudly asking his dad," Daddy, are we going to die? " I tried to stay calm as my lil cousin was sitting beside me. You see as an aunt, I have to stay calm right? Thousands of thoughts bottled in my mind at that time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really going to die?&lt;br /&gt;Is this ferry going to turn upside down?&lt;br /&gt;Will the engine burst and set the ferry into fire and burn me alive? &lt;br /&gt;Oh shit, I don't know how to use the life jacket!&lt;br /&gt;How? How? How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My imagination became wilder every second. I kept praying that we get back on land alive. Put my hands together and prayed to god. Closed my both eyes, prayed hard. Never felt this way before and that makes me think that I'm really going to die. Nevertheless, thank god that we managed to get back safely. Phew, that was really one hell of a ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Allah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-4761185050565791129?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4761185050565791129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=4761185050565791129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4761185050565791129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4761185050565791129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/12/thank-god-im-alive.html' title='Thank god I&apos;m alive.'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4964780250928780278</id><published>2011-12-21T22:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T23:09:47.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another random thoughts while on the bed. This is my 2nd time blogging with my phone. Typing uber slow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm already used to peace and quiet. I barely talk at home unless Im feeling high or really really got something to tell. I'll just sit in my room, door closed and mind my own business. I would just end up watching the tv, surf the net or do some work. I find talking abit tiring at times thats why I spent most of my time sending sms, tweet or just talk thru msn. Having to have stayed at bintan with fellow cousins for the past 3days, I got so annoyed when they make so much noises and keep disturbing me. I felt like shouting, "GET LOST YOU IDIOT!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good to be back home. In my own house. In my quiet room. Its just my lifestyle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(penat pe type pakai phone. Lenguh tangan!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-4964780250928780278?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4964780250928780278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=4964780250928780278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4964780250928780278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4964780250928780278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-random-thoughts-while-on-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-2973757504346007547</id><published>2011-12-15T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T21:36:40.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just remembered what Wee said during the last day of school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're suppose to spend 70% of your holidays studying..."&lt;br /&gt;"Your targeted score for H2 A level Econs is A..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML. Totally screwed all that. I didn't do a single Econs assignment and I spent like only 50% on studying. The other 50% with work. My holiday plan is a total failure. Admit it, I just suck with timetables. It will never work for me. So tomorrow's plan is that I have to do as many Keratan Akhbar and at least 2 econs essay before I can meet my PL in the evening. I hope I won't go back onto my words and just keep lying on the bed all day long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like President Obama said, " YES, WE CAN! " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-2973757504346007547?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2973757504346007547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=2973757504346007547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2973757504346007547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2973757504346007547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-remembered-what-wee-said-during.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-1263810833035772862</id><published>2011-12-13T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T22:14:51.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are one crazy bitch. Annoying at times too. Wait, many times! You are the one who will do the craziest things people could ever imagine and just don't care about what people might think. Someone who will just keep talking on the phone and the topic will not end until I end it. You are someone who is just too good at talking crap and they somehow made me laugh hard. You are the only person I can easily get along and hang out with despite your superbly annoying attitude which at times I just feel like slapping your face. Your company just creates the best of every moment, best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-1263810833035772862?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/1263810833035772862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=1263810833035772862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/1263810833035772862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/1263810833035772862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-are-one-crazy-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-3080659538142253020</id><published>2011-12-12T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T23:42:51.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm under my blanket, in the dark. The fan is blowing directly infront of me. I just can't fall asleep tonight. This is when my thoughts run wild. From Venice sinking to why is the bird chirping. From the one great night at Sivs wedding reception to the time i went really wild. From why am I earning so little money to why you? Then it just stops there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-3080659538142253020?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/3080659538142253020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=3080659538142253020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/3080659538142253020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/3080659538142253020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-under-my-blanket-in-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-2189544807277786624</id><published>2011-12-11T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:43:34.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ubn0ad4Q9Qk/TuTBWRc-jQI/AAAAAAAADGk/4fP3mF13c50/s1600/tumblr_lw0vtkteNM1qjm9bpo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ubn0ad4Q9Qk/TuTBWRc-jQI/AAAAAAAADGk/4fP3mF13c50/s400/tumblr_lw0vtkteNM1qjm9bpo1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684881218034633986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-2189544807277786624?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2189544807277786624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=2189544807277786624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2189544807277786624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2189544807277786624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ubn0ad4Q9Qk/TuTBWRc-jQI/AAAAAAAADGk/4fP3mF13c50/s72-c/tumblr_lw0vtkteNM1qjm9bpo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-700177983477034619</id><published>2011-12-09T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T21:52:12.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking forward to next year?</title><content type='html'>2011 went exceptionally fast. Super fast! I seems like it was just one month ago that I went for orientation. Looking forward to next year? Hmm. I would say 50/50? One of the reason is that I can finally go back to school. For sure, its not because I miss studying so hard or the teachers which is so, no-no, its because I miss my friends. My Cheena-girls! Well, I enjoy their company, that's all. Going to school is a way to keep myself buzy and makes me forget about my personal problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I ain't looking forward for next year because H1 A level exam is next year! Fugggg! Chemistry! Total nightmare. I've yet to start on my revision for January's exam. I'm totally toast! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm running out of words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-700177983477034619?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/700177983477034619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=700177983477034619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/700177983477034619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/700177983477034619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/12/looking-forward-to-next-year.html' title='looking forward to next year?'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-5280518795548095119</id><published>2011-11-30T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T16:27:25.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OST Remy &amp; Jinhee: Naskah Cinta Tiada Bernoktah</title><content type='html'>Ku takkan berhenti berharap&lt;br /&gt;Ku pasti kita kan bersama&lt;br /&gt;Ku akan menunggumu&lt;br /&gt;Oh kasihku&lt;br /&gt;Naskah cinta yang tiada bernoktah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-5280518795548095119?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5280518795548095119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=5280518795548095119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/5280518795548095119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/5280518795548095119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/11/ost-remy-jinhee-naskah-cinta-tiada.html' title='OST Remy &amp; Jinhee: Naskah Cinta Tiada Bernoktah'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4437248554162420927</id><published>2011-11-30T14:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T14:52:41.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of KPOP</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eYvObz_mShg?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power of KPOP.&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how youths got addicted and go gugu-gaga over KPOP artists when they don’t even understand the meaning of the song. Frankly speaking, I myself love KPOP but I’m not that big fan of it. KPOP have the powers to make people forget about their problems. Their high energy music which makes you wants to groove to the beat and kill the dance floor. Evidently, the girl group are sizzling hot like girls generation and 2ne1. Whereas, the boy band are all so cute. I love 2pm the most. (Wooyoung!! LOL)  Love their music and upbeat tempo. Their dance moves just makes it even better. Whenever I feel bored, sad, angry or just got nothing better to do, I’ll watch 2pm music over and over again. (again and again and again and againnn...) Seriously, I can never get bored of it. Kayy, I think I’m talking alil bit too much about KPOP. Enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-4437248554162420927?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4437248554162420927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=4437248554162420927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4437248554162420927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4437248554162420927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/11/power-of-kpop.html' title='The power of KPOP'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/eYvObz_mShg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-6940179329754067681</id><published>2011-11-28T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T21:53:53.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I wonder why I keep holding on to what seems to be nothing eventually. I know very well that what I had before already vanished in thin air. No matter how much I want everything to be back like before, I know it wouldn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a change in you somehow. You made me realize which brought me to this conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't blame you cause everything that had happened was totally my fault. When it is my fault, I have to accept what it is now isn't it? Howell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-6940179329754067681?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6940179329754067681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=6940179329754067681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6940179329754067681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6940179329754067681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/11/sometimes-i-wonder-why-i-keep-holding.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4820555077739100642</id><published>2011-11-24T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T13:52:38.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOMS One Day Without Shoes 2011 - Will You Join Us? - Song "One Day" by ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BitShRujoeA?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-4820555077739100642?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4820555077739100642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=4820555077739100642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4820555077739100642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4820555077739100642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/11/toms-one-day-without-shoes-2011-will.html' title='TOMS One Day Without Shoes 2011 - Will You Join Us? 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At times, I really wish that I own a time machine and I have the powers to see the future. What kind of future awaits me. It is really scary if whatever choices you made right now, might not go to the way you imagine it would be in years to come. Will I become a successful woman one day? Will I achieve my dreams? Most importantly, will I succeed? I know there are no answers to all my questions. Its all up to me to carve my own future. Its all up to me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-6531385366641735241?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6531385366641735241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=6531385366641735241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6531385366641735241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6531385366641735241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/11/every-single-time-i-wonder-if-im-making.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0pB69NAagHY/Ts3S2yC8MxI/AAAAAAAADGI/l2KJRQH6csQ/s72-c/future060208_468x314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-3904899046860405594</id><published>2011-11-19T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T22:56:16.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Your Arms - Kina Grannis (Official Music Video)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IOu0DuxFAT0?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-3904899046860405594?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/3904899046860405594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=3904899046860405594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/3904899046860405594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/3904899046860405594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-your-arms-kina-grannis-official.html' title='In Your Arms - Kina Grannis (Official Music Video)'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IOu0DuxFAT0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4477127368240305659</id><published>2011-11-19T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T22:55:41.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In your arms - Kina Grannis</title><content type='html'>Hush now, let's go quiet to the park where it first started&lt;br /&gt;Cold night, us lying in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I felt my heart was trying to find a place for you to stay&lt;br /&gt;A place where I'd feel safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything we have known&lt;br /&gt;Anything we've forgotten&lt;br /&gt;In the rain, in the dark we'll lay&lt;br /&gt;In your arms, in your arms I'll stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, let's go into the trees&lt;br /&gt;Behind the branches, falling on our knees&lt;br /&gt;I remember feeling like this part of us would never change&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-4477127368240305659?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4477127368240305659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=4477127368240305659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4477127368240305659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4477127368240305659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-your-arms-kina-grannis.html' title='In your arms - 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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 17Th HMS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 17Th birthday has been so awesome so far. I totally can't ask for more. All thanks to my secondary school friends and MI friends. Big hug for my bestteyy, fysf, of course! She planned the birthday surprise for me this morning. Love my bestteyy ttm! Wasn't expecting people like Shakir, Suffiyan, Sharie, Mariah, Nurul, Elaine, Ruhhaidi and Haziq to be part of the surprise. Each of them gave me heart-shaped helium balloon. So sweet kan? ShiPeng gave one from Sembawang. Ruhhaidi, Haziq and Nurul at Admiralty. Faye, Elaine and the rest of my MI friends at Woodlands. Gosh, its just like in the movies. Suppose to get 17 balloons but I somehow only got 10. The rest burst. But ohwell, it is still very touching though. I have to bring all that balloons to school and into the Lecture Room. Even the vice principle and Ms J saw my balloons. *embarrassing much* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting about my appeal letter, YY asked me to follow her to the canteen and Siti was there! She came all the way from Yew Tee to school in school uniform just to give me a birthday card. Seriously, I can't ask for a better group of friends. Mann, I feel like crying at that point of time. I went to have lunch with YY at Seoul Garden, her treat! Ambushed all the seafood! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angah called me and she sang me birthday song. HAHAHA. My aunty so cute. If only, I got a call from nenek. Miss you nenek! &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward for tomorrow. Going to celebrate my birthday with my family including sissy! Yay, sissy joining us! Dinner at somewhere! I don't know. Whatever it is, I'm so excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulilah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-6456596715554765985?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6456596715554765985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=6456596715554765985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6456596715554765985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6456596715554765985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-to-me-happy-17th-hms-my.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! 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Obviously, I want to stay. I die-die wants to go to University with an A-level Cert. Macam cool only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more days! Not because of my FINALLY 17th Birthday, but the results whether or not that darn principle approves my appeal letter. If not, get married ah! Joke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from work. Weather seems good. Rather cooling. So its best for me to sleep. Till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-8771144685053335583?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8771144685053335583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=8771144685053335583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8771144685053335583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8771144685053335583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-just-realized-that-i-didnt-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4544646256416767586</id><published>2011-11-12T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T17:04:43.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After yesterday, I'm back to square one. I suppose that I have to bear with it for another month or so again. Like, again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-4544646256416767586?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4544646256416767586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=4544646256416767586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4544646256416767586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4544646256416767586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/11/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-3720703868506744065</id><published>2011-10-18T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T22:20:58.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To date, I'm doing pretty well. Of course, excluding studies. I've yet to know my fate. 25th October that is. Till then, everything seems to be fine. From family to friends to my work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, I just have to hope for the best results and better days ahead. Heads up, people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-3720703868506744065?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/3720703868506744065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=3720703868506744065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/3720703868506744065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/3720703868506744065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-date-im-doing-pretty-well.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-7599084342740158907</id><published>2011-10-11T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T18:01:12.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe I'm doing this. She don't even deserve this kind treatment. She should just be thrown out of the house. If I were there, I would just throw all her clothes out of the house and see who wants her. Such an insolent child who just don't know how to appreciate things and respect the elderly. I feel like helping her but after thinking twice, she don't even deserve it at all. I don't even want to acknowledged her. I don't know of such person who is like her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-7599084342740158907?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7599084342740158907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=7599084342740158907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7599084342740158907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7599084342740158907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-cant-believe-im-doing-this.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-3460159602211510840</id><published>2011-10-10T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T20:23:47.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what to do now. Sissy getting wilder and naughtier. She's just in Secondary 1 and she's already giving problems. Being so rude to parents. Talking back to them. Oh gosh, I don't know what to do now. If only Gran is still here. She's the best person who can help me out right now. Gran is the one who always take care of her. Teach her how to read the Quran, how to pray, how to cook and even sent her for religious classes. But now, even her mum can't do all that. She not even scared of her parents. Not even a bit. Mum asked me to talk to her. But I don't know how..... I need Gran right now. I need her badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-3460159602211510840?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/3460159602211510840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=3460159602211510840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/3460159602211510840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/3460159602211510840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-dont-know-what-to-do-now.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-643392106413466326</id><published>2011-09-26T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:36:10.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm kind of in a loss now and worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if all my hard work will pay off.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if all those late nights gonna be worth it. &lt;br /&gt;Wonder what will I do with my life if I cannot make it to the next round.&lt;br /&gt;These questions kept lingering in my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's paper was already a disaster. Even my best subject, Malay, was disastrous. What is there to say about GP? Speechless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. Whats with the sudden emotion breakdown, haz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to mug for PAA now but....&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to start. &lt;br /&gt;Will I ever get what I dream for?&lt;br /&gt;Will I achieve my goal? &lt;br /&gt;When will I ever stop questioning myself? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need dearest Mr Wee badly. Need some motivational talk. &lt;br /&gt;Now I understand where all my teachers say that I have low self confidence. &lt;br /&gt;There are too many people believing in me. So many of them wants to see me get promoted and achieve my dreams and goals. BUT, will I ever get there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you just f stop questioning yourself Haz? GOSH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-643392106413466326?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/643392106413466326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=643392106413466326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/643392106413466326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/643392106413466326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-kind-of-in-loss-now-and-worried.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-8534061733187043676</id><published>2011-09-15T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:29:17.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 consecutive days I teared in front of my tutors. How embarrassing!Its not because that I am a cry baby but to know that my fellow tutors have so much confidence in me while I don't even have confidence in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know that they have so much faith in me. The amount of confidence they have in me but all I could give them are just disappointments. Its so nice to hear those encouraging words from them showing that they believe that I can soar up high. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for consultation with Wee yesterday and he questioned me, " What is your biggest weakness to strive forward? " I was really clueless. He told me that he categorize me with the geniuses in my class like those China students indirectly telling me that I have the potential. Hah, didn't know he think so highly of me. Comparing me with those China students, like seriously? He guided me through and see what is my weakness. Self confidence. Even, today, I consulted the ever ferocious chem tutor ( how daring of me ) as I was so pissed at myself cause I could not produce the results. She even told me that I have no confidence in myself but I have the potential to go far. She even gave me guidance. How shocking but heart warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled myself together this time round and work very hard. I could not afford to disappoint them. FIGHTING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-8534061733187043676?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8534061733187043676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=8534061733187043676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8534061733187043676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8534061733187043676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/09/2-consecutive-days-i-teared-in-front-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-7064444630846513908</id><published>2011-09-05T17:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T18:04:59.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(I actually forgotten that this blog existed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 months in MI really made a huge impact on me in different aspects. The way I behave, I speak, I think and lots more. I've come to realise that I've change. Both negatively and positively. Negatively as in my words. Cursing alot now. Like really, alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 3/4 way to my end of my first year. Its rather fast isn't it? I hope that I'm able to get promoted. Chasing madly after my dreams/goals. Regrets are not what I want to think of in the future. THINK BIG, DREAM BIG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" THE FUTURE BELONGS TO THOSE WHO BELIEVE IN THE BEAUTY OF THEIR DREAMS " &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;                                      ~ Eleanor Roosevelt ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-7064444630846513908?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7064444630846513908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=7064444630846513908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7064444630846513908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7064444630846513908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-actually-forgotten-that-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-13014571019140600</id><published>2011-07-20T15:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T15:22:15.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yes, its really too early to judge people. Some people will just treat you as a backup. If they are bored, they will come and talk to you. Got no one else to go with, they'll go will you. The one that irritates me the most is when you forgot about your friend who always be there for you after you already have a girlfriend/boyfriend. Seriously, i hate this kind of people. &lt;em&gt;Pagi petang siang malam dengan matair. Baguslah, aku ni siapekan. Just another human being. Dah taknak layan. &lt;/em&gt; So much of telling the whole class we're close friends when actually you're treating me as a back up. Trust me, not talking to you doesn't make any difference in my college life and stop asking me why I'm not talking to you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate going to school not because of studies but that @#$% bitch in my class. She's the bitchiest bitch among the bitches. Even the minahs in my school are not like her. Seriously! Everything about her irritates me. Her voice, her face, her laughter, her hair, her rubber band and even her fugly smile. Basically, everything la! She just spoil the whole ambience. &lt;em&gt;Orang tanye soalan baik baik, you answer me with such a @#$% answer and face. &lt;/em&gt; If next year I'll end up with you for PW, it will be so SWAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-13014571019140600?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/13014571019140600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=13014571019140600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/13014571019140600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/13014571019140600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-yes-its-really-too-early-to-judge.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-7661349389204613931</id><published>2011-07-09T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T23:55:12.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If only social networking sites such as Facebook and Msn does not exist....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-7661349389204613931?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7661349389204613931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=7661349389204613931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7661349389204613931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7661349389204613931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-only-social-networking-sites-such-as.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-3520562319805605855</id><published>2011-07-04T18:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T18:13:59.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-csnRWZnoW1E/ThGSXKS0qkI/AAAAAAAADFY/uiGXOGJbemQ/s1600/tumblr_lnj5rqSTO41qkl2auo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Have I eaten. Was I working toda and all sorts of question. That just shows how loving and caring she was about me. Now, I couldn't hear her voice anymore neither see her face or feel her touch. I shed tears everytime I think about it. The last call I got from her was the day before Abg Iwan's big day. She called my phone when I was working night shift asking if I'm going to pick her up from her house to Abg Yus's house but I came to Abg Yus's house late. I should have picked her up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Abg Iwan's Nikah, we rewang under void deck. Together with nenek. I sat with nenek and aunty-aunty. Chit chat till morning. Then me and Kak Nani had to bring her upstairs cause it was already late. That was the last time I pushed nenek with her wheelchair. At that morning, nenek offered me to sleep beside her as the house was darn packed with my KL cousins but I rejected her offer. I should have slept beside her. How I wish I could turn back time. The next day, Abg Iwan's big day, nenek fell ill. Mum asked if I wanted to stay upstairs and take care of nenek but I chose to go down to help. I didn't even went up once to see nenek. Not even once! Until, mum and my other uncles brought her down in the car and bring her back home. I looked at her feeble and weak. She barely recognizes anyone of us. The wedding which was suppose to be a happy one ended quite terribly. Even the bride and groom shed tears on their joyous occasion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I miss nenek terribly. It has been 3 weeks. 3 weeks is like a thousand years. If only nenek told us she wanted to go and pee, this might not happen so soon. Maybe not until I finish university and she could take picture with me during my graduation day. Nenek left all of us due to urinal infection and this affect her brain. I should have took care of her. I should have. Now, there is nothing left I could do. There were only memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; i know you gonna read this in one way or another&lt;br /&gt;I really want to thank you for being there for me for almost like a week when nenek was in the hospital. Thanks for being the one who made me feel better and accompanying the whole time. I really appreciate that. Thanks for even picking up my call on that day and somehow comfort me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also to Saiful who understood my situation and being very concern about me. &amp;&amp; also bestteyy for making me laugh when I'm terribly sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when I don't believe by this saying that good friends are hard to find when I actually have lots of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-425137715931135881?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/425137715931135881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=425137715931135881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/425137715931135881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/425137715931135881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/07/at-this-point-of-time-grandma-would.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-8385224821622333822</id><published>2011-06-30T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T20:41:15.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm on the verge of giving up after what seems like impossible.&lt;br /&gt;So much of wanting to see myself with those graduation hats and uni graduation photos taken with the whole family in like 5 years time. How to even make it with this level of self-confidence I have in myself right now. Never in my life I feel like I'm the stupidest human being living on this planet call Earth. Feeling so inferior among my friends as I have the smart face but the useless brain. What's the point? Till the extent that my friends have this conception that I'm from a some sort brainiac smart shool like CHIJ and the 'sure can pass one' even though the paper is though like shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SUCH A DUMB ASS&lt;br /&gt;emogirl_94&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-8385224821622333822?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8385224821622333822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=8385224821622333822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8385224821622333822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8385224821622333822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-on-verge-of-giving-up-after-what.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-8218517076692482866</id><published>2011-06-30T17:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T17:25:28.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the time when I needed you the most but you're just not here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-8218517076692482866?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8218517076692482866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=8218517076692482866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8218517076692482866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8218517076692482866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-is-time-when-i-needed-you-most-but.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-6359877335276776017</id><published>2011-06-29T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T22:57:10.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kedengaran namanya yang sudah lama ku tidak lagi gunakan membuatku mengenangkan masa dahulu. Walaupun ia hanya beberapa minggu hidup di dunia ini tanpa insan bernama, nenek, amat berlainan. Malam semakin sunyi dan sepi. Aku amat merindui akan suaranya yang lembut dan tenang. Belas kasihan yang beliau berikan yang tidah berbelah bagi. Dalam saat kesunyian, air mata penuh memenuhi kelopak mataku. Kerinduan terhadap satu satu insan yang tidak aku dapat lupakan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-6359877335276776017?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6359877335276776017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=6359877335276776017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6359877335276776017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6359877335276776017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/kedengaran-namanya-yang-sudah-lama-ku.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-8275787175513096749</id><published>2011-06-28T19:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T19:49:48.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My ego, your ego, our ego are bringing us to no where.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-8275787175513096749?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8275787175513096749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=8275787175513096749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8275787175513096749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8275787175513096749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-ego-your-ego-our-ego-are-bringing-us.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-5974959141079804110</id><published>2011-06-28T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T18:16:35.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Que sera sera</title><content type='html'>First day of Promos was like a bitch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First paper was Malay and I think that I wrote crap for the composition. Even the comprehension. I'm not use to the new format. The A level format don't even like test your Malay skills. Its like you just take from the passage and just dump it in the answer sheet. It seems rather meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the paper starts, my friends and I were rather lost in the exam hall. We don't even know our registration number and where we're suppose to sit. We're like the last few to settle down. Pathetic! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Malay Paper which was a bitch ( psst, i like this word. ) we were discusssing about Poly August intake. How hilarious. One whole group on the verge of giving up after the first paper. After that was Economics Paper. Another bitch. The paper was like @#$ hard! I can't even finish the paper! My hands got so tired after the whole paper ended. &lt;br /&gt;We have to finish up 4 essays and 1 case study. Gosh! What's more rushing your essays in a cold environment. I think I need gloves next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is H2 Mathematics Paper. Wish me luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will be, will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-5974959141079804110?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5974959141079804110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=5974959141079804110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/5974959141079804110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/5974959141079804110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/que-sera-sera.html' title='Que sera sera'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4697466356631435802</id><published>2011-06-20T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T22:17:11.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eversince last week. I've been getting closer with my brother, cousins and getting to know other cousins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month of June is full of sweet and bitter memories. A month that I could never forget for my whole entire life. I learnt alot of things about my families. There are alot of first time that I experienced this month. This month, it was my first time that I saw my mother cried. This month was kind of the first time I see that my brother cared so much about me that he hugged me and patted me when I was crying. This month was the first time I experienced such a huge lost. Sigh. This month, I found out I got a very HUGE family. Family in Singapore, Johore, Bukit Tinggi and Kuala Lumpur. Wow. Who knows I got somemore somewhere else in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bond between me and my cousins have been getting closer. Especially yesterday. Kenduri arwah. Nenek's 1 week and Atuk's close to 16th year. Me and my cousins stationed ourselves as stewards and crews in the kitchen after tahlil. My brotherS and sisterS served food like waiters and waitresses. We even have junior chefs. My cousins are all so cute. What's more most of us once/is in FnB line. Brother, diploma in hotel management. Sis once manages a hotel and me a barista. All so experienced. The way we hold the trays and packed foods. When there was no rice left, brother shouted 86! 86! RICE 86! . HAHA! Love my brotherS and sisterS! Oh, I only fond out that I have an Uncle who is 9 years old from KL. Like serious shit? How am i suppose to greet him? It will be so weird la. Now, I'm waiting for Om Hasri from KL to finish eating so that we can continue chatting. Things have been really weird. Out of the blue, I'm talking to an Uncle whom I just met. Hmmm. But he rocks even more! Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Om Em, Ante Well, Cindy, Laura and Steven from kampung, Bukit Tinggi. The last time I met them was in year 2004 when Tsunami hit Aceh. Since then, I never returned back to Indon. Hmm, what if I have a Chinese cousin? or Ang moh? WOW! How cool! Day dream la Haz..... Okay, Uncle is back! Bye now. I nak chat ngan my uncle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-4697466356631435802?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4697466356631435802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=4697466356631435802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4697466356631435802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4697466356631435802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/eversince-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4755185990991366956</id><published>2011-06-18T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T20:44:19.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Childhood.&lt;br /&gt;I miss alot of things about my childhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of my childhood with my fatty cousin at Tampinese, nenek's house. I miss those times when in late afternoon, my cousin and I will go play at the empty area outside nenek's house or to the playgroud. Sometimes we even go to the Kid's Library. Nenek will then watch out for us at the steps and waited for us to come back. While waiting, sometimes she will dry her 'ikan kering' or foot mats. When she was stronger and have the ability to walk on her own, she would water her plants especially her Padi Plant. She would ask me to take the water hose and put in through the toilet windows and will plant the plants from there.Cousin will then tell nenek that I want to go the shop to buy tidbits or drinks when in actual fact she is the one who wants to go to the shop. Nenek would give $2 coins each and she will hand it over to me as of course I'm the older and wiser one. Nenek will make her way back into the house and sat in the balcony looking out the window to ensure that we cross the road safely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss those days. When I was much younger, nenek was much stronger and cousin was much more smaller. Last time, during vacation, I would spent at most 10 days in Nenek house to spent quality time with nenek and cousin. I could still remember that I actually cried as cousin bullied me. Nenek saw me crying and called mummy. I complained to Mummy and demanded her to take me back home. Hah, how childish can I get. I miss those times when me and cousin would fight to get to sleep on nenek's lap. Well, I got it most of the times. She would stroke my hair gently and sometimes checked if I got 'kutu' on my hair. Whenever nenek asked cousin to massage her, I ended up doing it. I was the guai-er one you see while cousin is the lazy-bum one. I would massaged nenek's legs with most of the parts full of 'koyok'. I will then get tips from nenek. Kaching $2. That is how I became rich when I was young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love nenek's cooking. Nenek's cooking is the best. Esp her egg bee hoon. Mmmm. Every year during the fasting month, I would at least stayed at Nenek house. She will for sure cooked for me that egg bee hoon. Oh, nenek is good at making Rendang. Nenek will be the one who would keep reminding me to go to pray. She will call my full name and reminded me to pray. If maghrib, she will asked me, "tak ngaji, kak?" . She would remind me to do all this and sometimes she even asked me to watch cousin reas the Al-Quran and I will correct her. If we read aloud infront of her, She will then correct us even without looking the Al-Quran. I think she memorized the whole book. She knew that we read the wrong thing when she was not even looking. Amazing right? That's my awesome grandmother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. I miss my grandmother terribly. &lt;br /&gt;May Allah bless her soul. Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-4755185990991366956?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4755185990991366956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=4755185990991366956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4755185990991366956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4755185990991366956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/childhood.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-8574712602062849031</id><published>2011-05-29T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T22:38:02.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-8574712602062849031?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8574712602062849031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=8574712602062849031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8574712602062849031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8574712602062849031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-going-bonkers.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-2706854000710828730</id><published>2011-05-28T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T20:14:00.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't study in this state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;Just hope for a better day tomorrow..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-2706854000710828730?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2706854000710828730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=2706854000710828730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2706854000710828730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2706854000710828730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-cant-study-in-this-state-of-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-6736261409235652803</id><published>2011-05-27T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T18:44:59.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nU3q7o9IPsQ/Td-AbRMGJ2I/AAAAAAAADFM/rqlW0M2SYBA/s1600/p20110527-180136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nU3q7o9IPsQ/Td-AbRMGJ2I/AAAAAAAADFM/rqlW0M2SYBA/s400/p20110527-180136.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611344866685888354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduation letters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today HTP, Mr Wee asked us to write letters to our friends either in the class or outside. Well yeah, it reminds me of Sivs and 4e1'10. If only I could do that with the 4Geeks10 now. Basically I miss High School cause College life kinda sucks! There is where I met awesome peers and also teachers. I miss how crazy 4E's were. How rowdy and chaotic we can be. You can never get that in MI especially. Pathetic. My class is not even bonded. :(( But luckily I have awesome group of friends. All time favourite Siti. My BESTFRIEND, Hakiim and CLOSEFRIEND Edy. They are the most awesome bunch of people I can get in my class and MI. Like seriously. So i only wrote letters to them. Can't be bothered to write for the rest, heh. :P The papers MR WEE provided were pink! Adding to my secondary school letter's. Now, there are A LOT of letters in my wallet. Getting thicker because of these papers not kaching kaching. HAH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOLS' OUT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now declare HOLIDAY!~ or maybe not. 1st week, my schedule is jam-packed with extra classes and consultations. Oh, and also work. That's a must. Need to collect kaching! Now, need to catch up with some sleep. Beauty sleep! HEHHE! 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How irritating can you get man?! &lt;br /&gt;The sight of you irritates me. &lt;br /&gt;Hearing you voice makes me feel like kicking you.&lt;br /&gt;What's worse to see your face every Econs lesson. URGH!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; don't ask me stupid question just to come up with conversation with me can or not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-2430508158249195211?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2430508158249195211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=2430508158249195211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2430508158249195211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2430508158249195211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-gosh-how-irritating-can-you-get-man.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4007136309341201944</id><published>2011-05-26T15:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T16:06:34.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my Chemistry test a few minutes ago. And that bitchiest teacher in town went through the paper after that. Guess what, as far as I know I've only secured 1 mark out of 10. F&amp;!k man! Now, what's the point of doing well for the the other H2s when I can't even pass for my chem test. So much of camping in the library for the past 3 days mugging so hard for test. But still, fail. Hazirah, you're such a failure. The moral of the story,  don't bother studying. Its pointless.  If I fail my chem again, ill eventually retain. Obviously I don't want that to happen. However, it seems like no matterm how hard I studied, outcome: fail!  So can anyone tell me,  what can I do now? Someone? Anyone?  Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-4007136309341201944?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4007136309341201944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=4007136309341201944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4007136309341201944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4007136309341201944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/fml-i-had-my-chemistry-test-few-minutes.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-84562312402902797</id><published>2011-05-17T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T23:16:56.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AfIiHvc8Z5c/TdKRYc3uywI/AAAAAAAADFE/MP_r5TYjtek/s1600/tumblr_lj4lzpjERa1qajjdco1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AfIiHvc8Z5c/TdKRYc3uywI/AAAAAAAADFE/MP_r5TYjtek/s400/tumblr_lj4lzpjERa1qajjdco1_400.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607704335282522882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-84562312402902797?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/84562312402902797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=84562312402902797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/84562312402902797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/84562312402902797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AfIiHvc8Z5c/TdKRYc3uywI/AAAAAAAADFE/MP_r5TYjtek/s72-c/tumblr_lj4lzpjERa1qajjdco1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-3595880578025737144</id><published>2011-05-16T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T00:01:37.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You suck. Suck to the max. &lt;br /&gt;Wished it never happened. &lt;br /&gt;Even wished we never met.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-3595880578025737144?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/3595880578025737144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=3595880578025737144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/3595880578025737144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/3595880578025737144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-6844656694597557290</id><published>2011-05-10T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T19:27:06.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm loving school</title><content type='html'>Yes, loving school thanks to you. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more test is coming soon, really soon. If IJC calls it their Summer Test, I call it Humid Test. Doing a test in a very humid weather. LOL. :X Even promotion exam is so near. Once the school reopens after June Holidays. Okay, I'm freaking out a little. However, I think I can do it with the help of my peers, awesome teachers and Him. Just got to study smart. I WILL make it to PU2. Watch me! Muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it. A very short post. Need to do revision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-6844656694597557290?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6844656694597557290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=6844656694597557290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6844656694597557290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6844656694597557290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-loving-school.html' title='I&apos;m loving school'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4152389327050651849</id><published>2011-05-05T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T20:19:30.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wDktj4TuB28/TcKVys40jmI/AAAAAAAADE8/lBPfpyaMDKE/s1600/187661_617027777_5241345_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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It was a hectic week. Fell sick again. This is my second time falling sick for the month. I hate it. Felt so tired that I even thought of skipping school and signing out of school. I even started to complain about school to my mum. This is so unlike me. I told her how suckish college life is with all the assignments, expectations and especially project work. Major PW haven't even started and I'm already hating it. I don't even wish for it to happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm finally fitting in with everyone in school and I love my peers. The ones in my class esp. It takes time to know a person and I think I finally understand. Making enemies is not my thing and I don't want to have any. All I want is to enjoy college life no matter how much it sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are in college, you are suppose to be discipline. Some might even expect me to be more guai. Oh please, I am the other way round. At times, I use phone in class and go to the toilet for every math lesson not to the toilet but to talk to Saiful outside the toilet. Its happened almost all the time. Most importantly, a thing that I've been doing since secondary school is eating in class. Now, upgrade! HHAAHA! I even ate sandwich and donuts in class. My bad! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to achieve success and live life to the fullest! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I just knew what is the meaning of 'FML' today. Epic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-2614221728165556633?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2614221728165556633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=2614221728165556633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2614221728165556633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2614221728165556633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/04/finally-week-has-finally-come-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-417531516218062198</id><published>2011-04-03T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T18:52:04.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>500th post</title><content type='html'>No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't make myself enjoy going to school. Especially during a day when there's chemistry lesson. You have to believe me that I've been failing all my test even for Math. 5 out of 25, how's that? All this is so demoralising. I've never imagine that college life sucks even though I'm only in my 2nd term. Can I even make it to Pre-U 2?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-417531516218062198?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/417531516218062198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=417531516218062198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/417531516218062198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/417531516218062198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/04/500th-post.html' title='500th post'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-3797271065852061235</id><published>2011-03-25T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T20:47:11.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the heck? Can't you people make some time for your darn project work? Even if its only 2 hours. Who is not buzy? Me myself is buzy. I have to work tomorrow but I begged to home earlier just to meet you guys for pw. As for you guys, got all sort of excuses. Have to attend wedding for the whole day?! I also got wedding to attend tmr. Celebrate birthday the whole day? Do what man? Can't you even spare me an hour or so? Oh man, pw is killing me. It sucks to the core! I officially hate PW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-3797271065852061235?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/3797271065852061235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=3797271065852061235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/3797271065852061235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/3797271065852061235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-heck-cant-you-people-make-some.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4175821232230639382</id><published>2011-03-11T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T23:53:35.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's menu : Live, Camera and Action!</title><content type='html'>Cameras, lightings and shootings are all cool stuffs. I still couldn't believe that I actually did shooting this morning till afternoon. It felt like I was a real actress. With the director saying 'action' and 'cut'. The best part was 'its a wrap!' It was a great experience and I really enjoyed myself acting for a real production. Acted as a goody sister of Faqirah and two awesome parents. Esp, my fake daddy. He has the joker face and I couldn't stop laughing. At one of the scenes, we were told to sit super close and say out of lines as we do eye-contact. Once I looked at his face, I burst out laughing. Seriously, I think I took like 5 to 6 cuts for that scenes. Epic! For a 3 mins production, we took 7 hours to shoot it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we rushed to school for achievement day and also to meet my cliques. One of a kind bunch of cliques. Managed to watch the Malay Dancers performed and it was great. Beautiful.I seriously don't understand the principle by saying that it was not vibrant enough? excuse me, the performance and clothes was nice. Can't you see it? As usual, right after that, jam packed the Smb Mac. Slowly, one by one went home and left with just me,faye,ran and tazi. Chit chat till 10pm until I almost felt asleep there. I was so tired spending the whole day outside that we decided to go home. Yeah, home sweet home. Need beauty sleep now. So goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-4175821232230639382?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4175821232230639382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=4175821232230639382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4175821232230639382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4175821232230639382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/03/todays-menu-live-camera-and-action.html' title='Today&apos;s menu : Live, Camera and Action!'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-1266097391688179267</id><published>2011-03-06T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T23:23:44.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's menu : Practicing Healthy Lifestyle</title><content type='html'>I think I'm gonna faint any moment. Hah, joke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since today is gonna end, I shall share how I pratice healthy lifestyle today. Well, I rushed through my assignments and project work yesterday night till around 1am. 6++ hours of 'speed beauty sleep' then off to work. Yes, I'm still working. I know I'm crazy trying to become a wonderwoman - work and study at the same time but isn't this what life is all about. I worked from 9am to 4pm. During break, I studied for Math Test tomorrow and my colleague told me I'm so guai. After that head down to Oaper's House to seek help from her for my Chemistry assignment which is 110% horrible with a CHOP! I stayed there until 8pm. As soon as I reach home, Mummy was watching a comedy show so I joined her. Continued my homework until 11pm. I couldn't take it anymore. No matter how hard I tried to think and stay awake, I can't. Well, I thought I could handle this but I'm just weak at this. At times, I felt like vomiting but I wondered what I ate today. Hahaha, I only ate A muffin and popcorn. Those are my breakfast, lunch and dinner. Awesome right? What's more, I have morning PT tomorrow and I don't know if I could survive that. Wish me luck peeps. I need a break, really. Nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-1266097391688179267?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/1266097391688179267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=1266097391688179267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/1266097391688179267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/1266097391688179267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/03/todays-menu-practicing-healthy.html' title='Today&apos;s menu : Practicing Healthy Lifestyle'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4604815890769119848</id><published>2011-03-01T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T20:50:20.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's menu : Try hard, work smart and believe in yourself</title><content type='html'>I would be lying if I never said before that I actually kinda regret getting into JC life. Study subjects that are totally new and the words in the tutorial are not English but more to Greek language to me. Seeing the GP notes that are very long and dry and I practically have to find more than 2 words in one paragraph. Some tutors are just teaching like there were no students in the class and go on and on and on. I'll just ended up studying myself. Another teacher which is like a total bitch. Unreasonable too and whatever things she says that are unrelated to the subject just don't make any sense. I felt like giving up at times. Although I know its kinda stupid to say that cause the REAL thing have not yet started and I'm being like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, today I learnt that if I look on the brighter side of the lesson or the teacher, I actually can do it. Be more positive about the teacher actually helps no matter how much the teacher sucks. Even though I was the slowest among my group of friends or the stupidest one among all, I learn to believe in myself and not to give up. Last week, I can't even do a single H2 Math question even though the heading states, "Easy Problem". I felt so dumb at that point of time and planned to just failed the upcoming. Today, I tried a new strategy. Understand and study yourself and seek help from the co-teacher if I got any queries. I tried to be positive all the time and it actually works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL GET PROMOTED TO PU2 and also PU3 and therefore GRADUATE! NUS WILL SAVE A PLACE FOR ME TO STUDY THERE IF I WORK SMART,TRY HARD and BELIEVE!  &lt;em&gt;FIGHTING!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-4604815890769119848?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4604815890769119848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=4604815890769119848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4604815890769119848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4604815890769119848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/03/todays-menu-try-hard-work-smart-and.html' title='Today&apos;s menu : Try hard, work smart and believe in yourself'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-5614230539974289776</id><published>2011-02-28T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T21:25:17.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gosh. Is it me mixing with the wrong group of friends or I made the wrong decision or I'm just getting stupider each day. It seems like my brain is not working. I feel so dumb. Low IQ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-5614230539974289776?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5614230539974289776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=5614230539974289776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/5614230539974289776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/5614230539974289776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-2893900954433868599</id><published>2011-02-27T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T22:00:33.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, the birthday cum farewell card that I've been working on for the past two weeks for my abang at work completed. I woke up early today just to give it to him today since today was his last day. So, I went all the way to my work place and gave him a surprise. My other colleagues bought huge and expensive presents for him but mine is special. A cup of Super Black Pepper Crab Maggie Noodle. Hey, its the thought that counts right. Besides, I put all my effort on his birthday card. Stayed there for awhile then I went to Esplanade Library to get some materials for my Malay Project. I swear that this is the toughest project work I ever done. There's alot to do. Even the planning process worth 25 marks. Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm offically in Netball. I don't regret changing CCA from AKE to Netball. The seniors in Netball are much more easy to be with and outgoing. I even go home with them on Friday despite just knowing them on that day itself. We chatted in the train and even HUG when we went separate ways. So nice of them. Trust me, they rocks! I am somehow excited for Wednesday's training. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people booking on Friday and I don't even know which one to go. The easiest thing to do is not to go for any of them. Good idea right? Yes! Okay, I got to revise for my Chemistry test which I'm not sure when. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-2893900954433868599?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2893900954433868599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=2893900954433868599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2893900954433868599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2893900954433868599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/finally-birthday-cum-farewell-card-that.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4626675129780055720</id><published>2011-02-20T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T00:46:49.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boiling Point</title><content type='html'>I can't feel more irritated than this. I rather talk to the wall then talking to you. It is freaking annoying talking to someone like you.  Low self-esteem and zero self-confidence. At times, i feel like punching you in the face and give spin kick. The best advice i can give you now is just SHUT UP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-4626675129780055720?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4626675129780055720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=4626675129780055720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4626675129780055720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4626675129780055720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/boiling-point.html' title='Boiling Point'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-5105074163087685658</id><published>2011-02-18T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T21:31:16.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Menu : Decisions</title><content type='html'>If only I am a little bit more confident about what I want to do in life, how can I make the best out of everything I do and also decide on what I really want. Why am I being so indecisive. I feel so lost. Lost in a jungle not knowing which direction I should go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on to school, we had our very first proper Mother Tongue period. It was totally awkward that we suddenly have to speak in Malay. The tutor was going through some slides on what we are going to do for the next six weeks. The best part was in almost every slide, there must be at least one person who ask what is the meaning of the word. Now it had been proven all of our brains are rusty. This guy kept asking me if I was really Malay. Couldn't believe me even after I said I am 100% Malay. There is even a girl asking me if I was really a Malay that I have to show her my Ez-Link Card. HAHA. There is never a day that I manage to escape from this question. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurul Hazirah weather forecast : I wish to be a better person each day and stop day dreaming. Everyone is walking towards their destined path. I'll find my path one day although I don't know what can I do now. Let's just take one step at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-5105074163087685658?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5105074163087685658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=5105074163087685658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/5105074163087685658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/5105074163087685658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/todays-menu-decisions.html' title='Today&apos;s Menu : Decisions'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-1781741845485403134</id><published>2011-02-14T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T22:23:29.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's menu : The start of something new</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2WBFxhrAyE/TVk4e1pmCbI/AAAAAAAADDI/Dxt3lSxJmOM/s1600/DSC00096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2WBFxhrAyE/TVk4e1pmCbI/AAAAAAAADDI/Dxt3lSxJmOM/s320/DSC00096.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573548116296468914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 'Lo Hei' early in the morning in school with OG. It was the first time I'm experiencing it. The taste of it was average. Some said it was horrible. I think I was just too hungry at that point of time. I don't even know what vegetable I ate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proper lessons finally started.Like finally! We had homework for chemistry today and it was alot! Luckily, i tried to attempt some during our two hours break. I was so stressed out with the amount of questions she gave us. Even when Hajar looked at me, she herself got stress. Brain so rusty. That's the problem. Now, I'm done with the homework which due on Thursday! HAH! We also had GP lesson. It was great. Not boring at all maybe because of the topic about 'Pre-marital sex' . Maybe la uh. So far, first day of lessons was good. Hope it will continue on like this. From now onwards, I will make the word 'procrastinate' out of my dictionary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurul Hazirah weather forecast : I want everyday to be as smooth as today. Break the ice as soon as possible since almost all lessons will have different classmates. I hope we build the bond and break the akwardness between the four walls of the classroom. We'll all strive as one and achieve the common goal. Most importantly, make more friends as I go along the journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-1781741845485403134?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/1781741845485403134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=1781741845485403134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/1781741845485403134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/1781741845485403134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/todays-menu-start-of-something-new.html' title='Today&apos;s menu : The start of something new'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2WBFxhrAyE/TVk4e1pmCbI/AAAAAAAADDI/Dxt3lSxJmOM/s72-c/DSC00096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-7016612430508952089</id><published>2011-02-12T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T00:06:05.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gosh! I am so tired now. Worked from 1pm till closing. Since it was quite some time i last worked, I feel so tired easily. I don't know if i could survive working every Saturday. I really need to work to earn some money to pay for school books and some other things. If possible, i need to save money to go to Osaka, Japan with AKE this June. If only school don't end so late till 5pm, i would have work on weekdays too. *SIGH* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to think of Monday cause REAL lessons gonna start! Whats worse is that first two period is Economics! &lt;em&gt;Well, hazirah. Its gonna be okay. It will be an interesting lesson. &lt;/em&gt; Gotta think positive. Hah! I only look forward to MI's Valentines Day. Lo Hei! LOL! I know. But isn't it interesting that the school organizing such things for us. So sad that some of my friends will not be in school on Monday cause they have been accepted in Polys'. So yeah, new class on monday and new friends. Its gonna be a great day. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-7016612430508952089?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7016612430508952089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=7016612430508952089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7016612430508952089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7016612430508952089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-gosh-i-am-so-tired-now.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4796606470647187793</id><published>2011-02-10T20:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T21:19:28.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's menu : Understanding yourself</title><content type='html'>Nurul Hazirah today's weather forecast : Looking at what you had prepared made me regretted what I said and do before. What can i do for you now? Apology?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school i learned how stress I am and what colour wear suits me the most. Study tips and personal grooming.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep it short today cause nothing much happened. Well, I met Miss Oaper after school at Woodlands library to study?? To be exact, self-revision. Then Miss Yeo came and chilled at Starbucks Coffee as we waited for the rain to stop or maybe drizzle. Decided to go home after that but I have to make a pit stop at Faye's house. Saw Mr Brownie. He's huge now and scarier. Rushed home after that cause I must not miss my favourite philliphines show, The Two Of Us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the last day of so called nonsense lesson in school and its back to serious business. I'm all set!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-4796606470647187793?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4796606470647187793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=4796606470647187793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4796606470647187793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4796606470647187793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/todays-menu-understanding-yourself.html' title='Today&apos;s menu : Understanding yourself'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4640730511197380688</id><published>2011-02-09T22:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T22:35:51.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's menu : Exposure</title><content type='html'>Pardon me about the previous post. Couldn't control myself. PMS uh. HAHAH. JK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurul Hazirah's weather forecast: Its gonna rain and shine for this whole week cause I believe when I am in the circle of awesome friends, they are gonna make my day no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's lecture, we got a rough idea of what Economics and General Paper like. Economics looks pretty okay except for GP. I read the book for GP. I could understand the first paragraph, but sooner or later i don't understand what they are talking about. Haha! However, by taking one step at a time i believe i can do it. CCA also have started and i somehow dislike CCAs. Not because of the CCA I'm posted to which is Angklung and Kulintang Ensemble(AKE) but the time it is taking which i can use it to study/revise. Moreover, we will be going home late. That's ain't a good news. I have only one good news for the day, I am in the same class with Irah,Siti and Maria. Cool uh? Excited to meet the rest - 11B7 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up till now, i am still thinking how to ask my mum for money. I'm scared to death! Really. Wish me luck on this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back with more great news about school. Till then, bye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-4640730511197380688?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4640730511197380688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=4640730511197380688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4640730511197380688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4640730511197380688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/todays-menu-exposure.html' title='Today&apos;s menu : Exposure'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-6613361011165023399</id><published>2011-02-08T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:14:11.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the Fu*k! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i wish i could work and earn enough money for the whole pre-u education so i do not have to ask my mum for money. I asked her for $200+ for a freaking calculator and uniforms. Now, i need to ask her another $240 for subsciption of TIMES magazine which is damn useful for GP. I'm so pissed off. I just quarelled with her over this. What the fu*k right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks really to keep asking my mum for money. It sucks big time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-6613361011165023399?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6613361011165023399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=6613361011165023399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6613361011165023399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6613361011165023399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-fuk-seriously-i-wish-i-could-work.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-8613700085999058812</id><published>2011-02-07T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T18:12:49.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE SCHOOL !</title><content type='html'>Today's menu : Lectures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we had lectures for the whole day. It was fun though cause most of the lecturers there and even the OM are total jokers. Aletheia got lucky today cause most of the lectures held at the Centre Stage ( Auditorium ). So we spent like 3/4 of the day in the Centre Stage enjoying the air-con, sat on comfortable chairs and fun lecturers. 6 hours of school today seems like only 2 hours. 2 Hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet tomorrow gonna be another awesome day cause we had more breaks. This leads to can try more good food. The western food there looks so tempting. I've yet to visit the cafeteria. Its alright, the canteen is good enough for the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Pre-U students, we have to be a matured adult. The lecturer asked why we laugh when he told us the acronym for a skill which is S.P.E.R.M. Seriously, who wouldn't laugh? Right? Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today. Get back to you when i have more things to tell. Till then, bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-8613700085999058812?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8613700085999058812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=8613700085999058812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8613700085999058812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8613700085999058812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-school.html' title='I LOVE SCHOOL !'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-1180814480174596681</id><published>2011-02-06T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T21:51:57.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY XX MONTHSARY BESTTEYY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TU6m8jWlVvI/AAAAAAAADDA/0o-aT4eYUAs/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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I don't know weather to laugh or cry but in the end i found out that the story line was very dramatic. Thinking about it, i was wondering why was i like that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIRDO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-9111185657207538932?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/9111185657207538932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=9111185657207538932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/9111185657207538932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/9111185657207538932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/after-reading-it-i-realised-that-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-7307430698189266302</id><published>2011-02-04T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T21:03:23.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really feels great sitting by the sea although its at Sembawang Park enjoying the wonderful sea breeze and the clear blue sky. Watching toddlers having lots of fun with one another. Ran after a kitten and get so excited over a flying paper plate. Being able to munch on good food. What's more when there's suddenly fireworks from Malaysia twice. Beautiful indeed. Well, not as beautiful as Singapore's. Hah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-7307430698189266302?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7307430698189266302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=7307430698189266302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7307430698189266302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7307430698189266302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-really-feels-great-sitting-by-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-7986619909150354114</id><published>2011-02-04T15:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T16:08:26.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interrogation Day 2</title><content type='html'>Oh no! Today will be another interrogation day. Just got a call from Dad that there is a family gathering at Sembawang Park later. Not again. Want to bet anyone? For sure, someone will ask me which school i'm posted to. What course and many many more. Just pray it won't rain later. For the first time, I am willingly to go for Dad's side gathering for just one reason. Food! I am hungry. No food at home. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to SMB Park now. Till then.. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-7986619909150354114?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7986619909150354114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=7986619909150354114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7986619909150354114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7986619909150354114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/interrogation-day-2.html' title='Interrogation Day 2'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-192457475182135848</id><published>2011-02-03T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T21:52:16.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 480</title><content type='html'>What shall i do tomorrow? and the day after tomorrow? and the day after after tomorrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-192457475182135848?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/192457475182135848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=192457475182135848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/192457475182135848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/192457475182135848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-480.html' title='Post 480'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-8344514511774470951</id><published>2011-02-02T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T22:37:28.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TUlremDshSI/AAAAAAAADCc/zLteR6N84iE/s1600/every_morning_you_have_two_choices_continue_your_sleep_with_dreaming_or_wake_up_and_chase_your_dreams_choice_is_yours-Anonymous-480x360-20090622.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TUlremDshSI/AAAAAAAADCc/zLteR6N84iE/s400/every_morning_you_have_two_choices_continue_your_sleep_with_dreaming_or_wake_up_and_chase_your_dreams_choice_is_yours-Anonymous-480x360-20090622.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569100587576624418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-8344514511774470951?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8344514511774470951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=8344514511774470951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8344514511774470951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/8344514511774470951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TUlremDshSI/AAAAAAAADCc/zLteR6N84iE/s72-c/every_morning_you_have_two_choices_continue_your_sleep_with_dreaming_or_wake_up_and_chase_your_dreams_choice_is_yours-Anonymous-480x360-20090622.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-245719257092251900</id><published>2011-02-02T21:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T22:34:10.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>Today was the first time i'm celebrating Chinese New Year with fellow Millenians. Some parts were great but some were 100% boring. Especially, when the Opera Institute came to perform. Obviously, it was more grand that secondary school celebrations. We got countdown before the whole 2hour concert started. It was something like new year countdown but instead of fireworks, the principle will press a button at the count of 5 and the big chinese banner will light on. Cool right? Then, BOOM! All these colourful papers will start flying around. Well, i've forgotten what is it called. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, came down to SMB Sec to see Sivs and then had a Reunion Lunch at Pastamania with some other girls too. Miss some of them alot. I wonder when will be our next reunion lunch/dinner since some of us will be buzy with our A-level course. Hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be 4 days holiday and after that PreU1 Bridging Programme. Sigh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Happy 13th Birthday Nur Elfaridah! See you tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-245719257092251900?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/245719257092251900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=245719257092251900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/245719257092251900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/245719257092251900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-9105254604848297567</id><published>2011-02-01T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T20:59:06.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alethiae</title><content type='html'>Lumos Orientaion &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand finale during orientaion in the school's multi purpose hall was awesome. Everyone were so high that every clan jumped like monkeys during their performances. There were hilarious clan mascot and funny acts. Especially my group, Alethiae, was the bomb. Sexy and adorable mascot by Navin, energetic dance by the guys and two girls. Lastly, the clan cheer. Love the cheers, love the clan, love the Alethiae. Especially, Alethiae 4 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, we had wet game activities. Played with mud and soupy water. Luckily, a bunch of us managed to escape. One of them is me, of course. (: To wrap it all up, we had our last mass dance and we were allowed to dance with anyone. Hah, my bestteyy of course! Dump that guy somewhere. -kiddin- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You guys are officially PU1 students. A-level course starts now! " said by John &amp;amp; Shikin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh crapp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more fun and clubbing in the school MPH. Study and mugging time! Chiong ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who is not taking A-levels;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Siam ah, you better siam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Siam ah, you better siam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Siam ah, you better siam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-9105254604848297567?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/9105254604848297567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=9105254604848297567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/9105254604848297567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/9105254604848297567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/alethiae.html' title='Alethiae'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-1307062514561732043</id><published>2011-01-29T10:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T11:05:53.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd day of Orientation is over. 2 more days and its time to get into serious business. First day of orientation sucks esp when the Operation Manager starts to tell his 'grandfather stories'. He even told us the security guards name and the locker company. Like seriously, for what?! Even after we break the ice, i didn't approach to much ppl. Yesterday's was much much better. The mystery night was creepy. There's ghost everywhere in the school. The drama club members acted as ghosts and it was so real. Everyone ran for their lives when the ghosts' went towards them. Mass dance was hilarious and somehow horrible. They made us dance with a guy which is a total stranger. WTH! I should bring hand sanitizer the next time i go to school. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosing a subject combo is really hard. All i know that i am going to take H2 Math. and perhaps H1 physic/chem. The biggest problem is that what will be my other two H2 subject. Life is full of making decisions, really. I hate this to the core. Choosing CCA is another problematic one. So many CCA to choose from. Even if i take up sports, i got no experience. So how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only i'm less indecisive...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-1307062514561732043?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/1307062514561732043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=1307062514561732043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/1307062514561732043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/1307062514561732043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/01/2nd-day-of-orientation-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-2235330854156447594</id><published>2011-01-17T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T23:52:21.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick check</title><content type='html'>Its has been a long time yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been buzy working lately. Don't ask me where, cause i won't tell you where. Unless, you stalk me. If not for working, i'll be buzy spending time with my family or my awesome cliques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, results are out. It was fine but i really wanted a better results. I couldn't blame anyone else except me. Didn't study smart. Last minute intensive study. Not surprise. However, i thanked god for everything He had done. Business course for my first three choices at SP. Then, decided to put MI for commerce. I did not regret putting all that cs i rather study harder for the same subjects i've been doing rather than learning something that im not interested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, i did not find working that tough cs it seems like another school days cs i had a bunch of great colleague which are teenagers and teenagers at heart. Yeah, so they are really easy to be with and fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to put my sunbae 'career' to an end in secondary school this week. ELC 2011 will be the closing ceremony. After that, it will be switch to FRESHIE! hahah. Its late now. So, goodnight readers (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-2235330854156447594?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2235330854156447594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=2235330854156447594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2235330854156447594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2235330854156447594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2011/01/quick-check.html' title='Quick check'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-7884864286580890832</id><published>2010-12-25T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T20:07:55.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lets just celebrate Christmas on bed cause i am so tired of working for almost full shift yesterday and 8 hours today. Sold for more than 100 log cakes. I had awesome time with colleagues. Wished new year will be like this. Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-7884864286580890832?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7884864286580890832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=7884864286580890832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7884864286580890832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7884864286580890832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2010/12/lets-just-celebrate-christmas-on-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-7293173020962035327</id><published>2010-12-01T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:15:21.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Universal Studios Singapore</title><content type='html'>I went to Universal Studios with my family today from morning till night. It was tiring but still it was fun and enjoyable. Now, my knees are aching! I love the Mummy ride the most. Well, those who had went there obviosly agree with me. The water show, live camera action and monsters musical was off the hook! Oh, even the Shrek 4D. Basically, I'm trying to say that everything there was great! Everything seems so real. I wanted to buy the Donkey plus the tee but then the donkey looks a little ugly and weird. So i decided not to. Oh, we even managed to watch fireworks outside USS. Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, I had a family chalet at Aloha Loyang. Abg Wan fetched me and mummy from Yishun to nenek house to take the food and others. The things we brought was like for a week's chalet. Well, it was fun spending time with cousins,aunties and uncles on the first day. We had two rooms. The younger/teens booked one room. So we had the whole kitchen,bedrooms and toilets to ourself. All we do there was eat,sleep, swim,slack and play. Barbecued of course. I dragged some of my cousins to play Arcade with me. Racing and Shooting obviously. Then, we played Monopoly Deal and Xbox till 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2, a lil' bit bland. Played Xbox again. Guitar Hero too. The same thing. Slack,eat and play. Barbecue again at night. Then, i decided to go home a day earlier since Abg Wan is sending Kak Siti back home so we tompang sekali and its getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, met Suhaillah and Wanee at school to go to gym. But ended up watching the Malay Dancers dancing cause Ms Siti was not in sight. So plan canceled! Had lunch at Banquet Causeway. Played Timezone after that! Hahah. Racing again! :) Then met mummy at Metro and continue shopping till night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its late now. Need to wake up early in the morning tomorrow and accompany brother to TTSH for checkup. Goodnight awesome people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-7293173020962035327?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7293173020962035327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=7293173020962035327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7293173020962035327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7293173020962035327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2010/12/universal-studios-singapore.html' title='Universal Studios Singapore'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-3656542328044836687</id><published>2010-11-27T14:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T15:10:29.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar, spice and everything nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TPCu2cEdkbI/AAAAAAAADBs/jyywg3vRg9g/s1600/a%2Bpicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 204px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544123391564157362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TPCu2cEdkbI/AAAAAAAADBs/jyywg3vRg9g/s320/a%2Bpicture.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its has been great for the past few days. Especially class chalet. It was the bomb! Although it was a far journey from here to Tanah Merah, it was all worth it. The $4 was really worth it. From playing pool (1st time = funny) and bowling to barbecue and mini-photoshoot. Yeah! We got alot of food too. A big thanks to Mr Siva and Faye's Parents. Teehee. Chatted till 4am till we doze off. It was the scariest ghost stories i ever heard as in the midst of the stories, darrius kept scaring us with his deep voice and we saw the wooden swing outside the house swinging by its own. Oooo..! There's still more to it that made me have difficulty sleeping. Whatever it is, I want another outing with them again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow. I am gonna spent another three days with awesome people. More food and more fun! I can't wait for Christmas too! I can do more shopping as there are alot of sales! Nike shirt, Converse shoe and Gucci perfume here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-3656542328044836687?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/3656542328044836687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=3656542328044836687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/3656542328044836687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/3656542328044836687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2010/11/sugar-spice-and-everything-nice.html' title='Sugar, spice and everything nice'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TPCu2cEdkbI/AAAAAAAADBs/jyywg3vRg9g/s72-c/a%2Bpicture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-6818869033645309460</id><published>2010-11-20T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T18:19:24.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TOegcKVilWI/AAAAAAAADBk/lZNK-D1fDQI/s1600/DSC00027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541574272174167394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TOegcKVilWI/AAAAAAAADBk/lZNK-D1fDQI/s320/DSC00027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TOegb_q1UrI/AAAAAAAADBc/R0g4QJ2U74M/s1600/DSC00025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541574269310685874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TOegb_q1UrI/AAAAAAAADBc/R0g4QJ2U74M/s320/DSC00025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TOef17h1uHI/AAAAAAAADBU/d5NMUcHKW3o/s1600/DSC00033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541573615364192370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TOef17h1uHI/AAAAAAAADBU/d5NMUcHKW3o/s320/DSC00033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TOef1fVVSJI/AAAAAAAADBM/5gh2wCl1yag/s1600/DSC00031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541573607795542162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TOef1fVVSJI/AAAAAAAADBM/5gh2wCl1yag/s320/DSC00031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TOef1K6tHLI/AAAAAAAADBE/HknxIPrJZP8/s1600/DSC00027.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TOef0k9SsxI/AAAAAAAADA8/HsbbuTOZH4M/s1600/DSC00025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-6818869033645309460?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6818869033645309460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=6818869033645309460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6818869033645309460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6818869033645309460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2010/11/before-after.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TOegcKVilWI/AAAAAAAADBk/lZNK-D1fDQI/s72-c/DSC00027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-2825858072115020239</id><published>2010-11-20T13:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T13:38:12.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TOddeaJVj7I/AAAAAAAADA0/cFQ6O1zY2IU/s1600/DSC00687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 180px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541500643498626994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TOddeaJVj7I/AAAAAAAADA0/cFQ6O1zY2IU/s320/DSC00687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark chocolate anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies really slow during the holidays. I've yet got myself a job to kill my boredom at home. I've been going out and spent money like water. The others are buzy working while i'm buzy watching ANTM. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan for today is to stay at home and be a good girl. Maybe, clean my room. Clean it for real this time. I just can't wait to see my room neat and tidy like the 1st of Syawal. That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, goodbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-2825858072115020239?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2825858072115020239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=2825858072115020239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2825858072115020239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2825858072115020239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2010/11/dark-chocolate-anyone-time-flies-really.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/TOddeaJVj7I/AAAAAAAADA0/cFQ6O1zY2IU/s72-c/DSC00687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-4195874306272035162</id><published>2010-11-15T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T23:01:17.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior meets junior day 2 ~</title><content type='html'>Today, i went out with Wanee,Shahid and Suhaillah again. Plus new member for our journey - Eos! We went back to that three tall buildings and found out that all we need to do is fill up some forms. We looked like fools out there cs as we were filling up the forms not knowing what exactly they want. And whts worst, other people heard what we said. Embarassing moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we bus-ed to Orchard and head to Borders. Ohh, we saw Hafizah. Then to United Square, Novena. Slacked at Starbucks. Ohh, we saw Abby. Suddenly, one of the workers approached us if we want to do coffee testing. The rest stood up and started running towards the coffee testing area. And the coffee seminar start. They gave sample coffee,orange juice,plain water and milk. As they explained and asked us to follow their instructions, all i can do is nod and smile. Towards the end, i dipped the cinnoman bread into the coffee and it taste, YUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed home after that. Finally, i slept early. I took a nap just now. I'm finally tired. Had lots of fun and laughter with my seniors and buddies. Hang out somemore okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-4195874306272035162?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4195874306272035162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=4195874306272035162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4195874306272035162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/4195874306272035162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2010/11/senior-meets-junior-day-2.html' title='Senior meets junior day 2 ~'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-6662148651622334293</id><published>2010-11-12T20:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T20:09:59.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its over</title><content type='html'>Hello aLsome people in Earth! Im finally back after a month not updating this blog. After a month, i somehow forgot the password and username for this account. Luckily, i noted it down somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahh, O-levels are over and its party time. Can put the papers and textbook one side. Throw some of them away too. :) This feeling is so awesome. No need to worry about 'do i have homework' or ' i must do revision' . Its over for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After exams, played floorball. Its been quite some time we last played floorball. Its was great. Went home with Eos. Oh, we have chaffeur today. My brother picked us up from sunplaza. It was like our last time going home together. Sent her till the main entrance. Its was a lil' sad though. We'll not be meeting quite often now. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to dinner now. I will be updating it again when i get back home. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-6662148651622334293?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6662148651622334293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=6662148651622334293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6662148651622334293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/6662148651622334293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-over.html' title='Its over'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-7925768888838062839</id><published>2010-10-11T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T18:51:15.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quick Update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's tuition was awesome. Despite the both of us were tired, we made full use of the whole two hours. Laugh alot too because of Faye's lame jokes till XH can't even take it and wanted to go off quickly. We were high on coke and came up with stupid things to do on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, planned to woke up at 4am to do undone homework, but then i overslept. I ended up waking up at 5.30am. Did english summary and had breakfast which leads to me missing the usual bus. So i ended up taking the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math Test was much more difficult then prelims. I wonder which school they took it from. I can barely complete the paper. Aishh. Need to do time trail at home someday. My timing skills were from bad to worse. When Mr Z said, 5mins left, i haven't even do the 2 graphs. Aishh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days till graduation.I wonder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-7925768888838062839?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7925768888838062839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=7925768888838062839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7925768888838062839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7925768888838062839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2010/10/quick-update-yesterdays-tuition-was.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-3242027291549013892</id><published>2010-10-09T21:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T22:00:12.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate like a Singaporean today. Wait, that makes no sense. I was trying to say that i ate ethnic foods. Porridge for breakfast. Laksa Siglap and Indian Rojak for Lunch. Pizza for dinner. Awesome right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, today I went to school in the morning for English consultation and went to study with a Donkey. After that, went to Eos's house to swim. Just me and her. Everytime, see her face. Go to school together. E math/A math/Ch/English with her. Go home with her. And spent quality time with her till night. Haha. I will get sick and tired of seeing her face sooner or later. Just kiddin' We went swimming till 7 plus. Then, steam bath. Next, spa. We rewarded ourselves after a long day at 'work'. Haha. We even have plans for the holidays. Can't wait, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired now. Need to get some rest. Till then, goodnight awesome people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-3242027291549013892?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/3242027291549013892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=3242027291549013892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/3242027291549013892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/3242027291549013892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2010/10/fresh-air.html' title='Fresh Air'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-7740885016942641836</id><published>2010-10-08T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T14:35:19.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>465-post</title><content type='html'>4 more days to graduation and 12 more day to O level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is freaking me out. I'm not even prepared for any papers at all. I could not find the time to revise. Teachers kept us practice papers. By the time, I completed all the assignments,  it was already late. What is the point of revising when you're tired, right? So how? I'm totally worried for O's. Study! Study! Study! Not much time left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go and get some sleep before revising. Till then, goodbye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-7740885016942641836?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7740885016942641836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=7740885016942641836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7740885016942641836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/7740885016942641836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2010/10/465-post.html' title='465-post'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119156026187769340.post-2397433508653270255</id><published>2010-09-30T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T21:34:46.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 4 straight hours of intensive revision, i can't even see the a math question properly. When i'm suppose to find the time, i got degree in the end. When it is suppose to be '+' i put '='. When it is suppose to be product rule, i use quotient rule instead. Then, i decided that i have to stop and take a break. Or maybe not. Sleep would be great. Tomorrow Malay Prelim Paper and i'm all ready for it. Hope i will do better this time. Insya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be like this for another 20days. Just another 20 days of intensive revision hazirah..You can do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : My phone and laptop will be unavailable before 9pm. So get what i mean? *hinthint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then goodnight (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7119156026187769340-2397433508653270255?l=itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2397433508653270255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7119156026187769340&amp;postID=2397433508653270255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2397433508653270255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7119156026187769340/posts/default/2397433508653270255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustme-andmyself.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-exhausted-after-4-straight-hours-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGm9s7rFGus/SrC-YZQSpXI/AAAAAAAACiQ/lBE1DjmZc9g/S220/17_ABC0275.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
